and then there were 007 [Video]
[The video clicks on to chaos. What was probably once a decent office building has been quite literally ripped apart - the computers are all smashed to pieces, some desks have been broken down the middle, and char marks can be seen in certain spots. Not a single untouched spot remains. And, of course, in the center of the video feed stands a young vampire, sobbing uncontrollably. The shards on her back flash violently, alternating between blue and red. When she finally does say something, it's less of a statement and more of a shriek.]
Is this what friends do to each other?!
[Flandre throws out her right hand as she speaks and crushes it into a tight, tight fist around her nails. On the right of the feed, a photocopier suddenly explodes, and it becomes rather clear that this girl is responsible for the pandemonium.]
Then - then I don't need them! I don't want stupid friends anymore!
[After a few more sobs, Flandre slams one hand forward towards the computer. For a brief moment, the video rapidly shifts upward as she picks up the screen. With a cry of rage, she throws it towards the window. As the cables disconnect, the feed closes.]
Is this what friends do to each other?!
[Flandre throws out her right hand as she speaks and crushes it into a tight, tight fist around her nails. On the right of the feed, a photocopier suddenly explodes, and it becomes rather clear that this girl is responsible for the pandemonium.]
Then - then I don't need them! I don't want stupid friends anymore!
[After a few more sobs, Flandre slams one hand forward towards the computer. For a brief moment, the video rapidly shifts upward as she picks up the screen. With a cry of rage, she throws it towards the window. As the cables disconnect, the feed closes.]