[People who know this place, know that it's Kevin's SERO apartment. However, this isn't his normal NV. It's one given to him by SERO. He hadn't even meant to click it on. He'd been playing with it and accidentally hit the button ( Read more... )

[This is not Kevin's house, but it's also not jail. It's a small room with white walls and some generic art on the wall behind him. He's obviously sitting at a table with long sleeves on again. He looks washed and a lot less strained than he has in a while. He even smiles crookedly for the camera.]Afternoon. I wanted t'thank everyone that came an' ( Read more... )

[The feed cuts on just as the phone clatters to the ground. What appears is the appearance of a fruit counter and apples and oranges arranged artfully. A single gloved hand reaches out, picking up various pieces of fruit, before carefully putting it back. A back is seen, before a bare hand reaches out and grabs the phone, covering the camera.]Hey ( Read more... )

[There's the soft hum-buzz of an oxyacetylene torch, and then it PUFFS off.]

Fer those that knew 'im, Julian Keller's gone.

[The feed cuts as the torch is turned back on.]

[See the medical equipment? Yeah, someone landed in the hospital. The spores got him. He looks like he has a really bad stomach flu, and he feels worse than he looks.

He takes a few minutes to swallow against the nausea.]Uh, I ain't gonna make no cookin' lessons. I doubt I'm gonna be cookin' fer a while. Least ways til whatever this is clears up ( Read more... )

[Kevin looks tired. There were Darkness Proofing issues at his place, and they're still cleaning it up. Plus, he has a job, so he's been busy. But this post is important. Very important.]Beggin' y'all's pardon. I know everyone's still shaken up from the quake an' all. But I ain't heard from a few people, an' I was wonderin' if'n anyone had ( Read more... )

[Kevin's sitting in the garage at the transit authority. He's still wearing long sleeves and gloves and is eating very carefully. He's sliced up an apple, and has pieces of a granola bar near by.

He's also cut up a sandwich into small pieces so it doesn't dissolve when touched against his skin. Eating's a pain in the ass.]I's got two questions fer ( Read more... )

[The feed kicks on to a ruffled looking young teenager. He shoves unruly brown hair out of green eyes. He's got a pretty bad scuff on his shoulder and there's dirt on his shirt and his face. He brushes it off, almost absently.

He takes a deep breath and has a deep southern accent.]Umm, I ain't real sure I believe them people 'round the baseball ( Read more... )