December 9th, 3am
Good Morning, Death City. It's ungodly o'clock, well, 3am, when a recording pops up on the network, which is quite apparently accidental. It's activated by the mirror's owner brushing past it, the apartment is mostly dark, and of Kujaku you see mostly grey hair and his clothed back. Apparently he's answering the door...?
Past him, you can see Kirin standing in the corridor, floofy white hair and all, who is greeted flatly with:
"Get lost, Kirin."
"Just wonderin' if you're OK."
"It's 3am. Go away."
"My 'gee-my-twin-is-up-to-no-good' sense is tinglin'. It woke me up."
No answer.
"c'mon, it's 3am and I wanna sleep!"
"So do I. You're the one keeping us both from it."
"You're the one who woke me up."
"I was asleep."
"...oh. Nightmare?"
"...No. Now will you leave?"
"...if you make me walk thirteen floors worth of stairs, only to wake me up again, I'm strangling you a little. Kay?"
"I didn't make you go anywhere. Are we done now?"
"..."
You may or may not have seen Kirin scratching his butt right there. Then he reaches over and ruffles his twin's hair, before walking off without another comment. For a second, Kujaku stands in the doorway, dumbfounded, before finally slamming the door shut, facepalming mightily with his free hand.
Of course it's only now that he notices the mirror isn't looking quite as blank as it should - he glares at it before he stalks over and shuts the recording off.
((dark grey for Kirin, dark blue for Kujaku! They'll both answer, probably, once they're both awake.))
Past him, you can see Kirin standing in the corridor, floofy white hair and all, who is greeted flatly with:
"Get lost, Kirin."
"Just wonderin' if you're OK."
"It's 3am. Go away."
"My 'gee-my-twin-is-up-to-no-good' sense is tinglin'. It woke me up."
No answer.
"c'mon, it's 3am and I wanna sleep!"
"So do I. You're the one keeping us both from it."
"You're the one who woke me up."
"I was asleep."
"...oh. Nightmare?"
"...No. Now will you leave?"
"...if you make me walk thirteen floors worth of stairs, only to wake me up again, I'm strangling you a little. Kay?"
"I didn't make you go anywhere. Are we done now?"
"..."
You may or may not have seen Kirin scratching his butt right there. Then he reaches over and ruffles his twin's hair, before walking off without another comment. For a second, Kujaku stands in the doorway, dumbfounded, before finally slamming the door shut, facepalming mightily with his free hand.
Of course it's only now that he notices the mirror isn't looking quite as blank as it should - he glares at it before he stalks over and shuts the recording off.
((dark grey for Kirin, dark blue for Kujaku! They'll both answer, probably, once they're both awake.))