[ Audio ] ---> [ Accidental Video ]

Jun 26, 2010 23:29

[ The audio feed crackles to life just as an angry male voice is declaring-- ]

--is your fault, dammit! Since when are you clumsy, anyway? Is that moron rubbing off on you?

[ A distinctive feminine huffing follows the masculine voice as a girl's voice retorts ]

My fault? Hmpf. It's not my fault you came to monopolize most of the space and I stumbled over chair during the fouetté. [ Soft grunts of struggling. ] It's impossible… Who asked you to play knight in shining armor, you could have left me fall.

[ There's a growl of annoyance - the young man's voice is clearly bringing across his exasperation. ]

I didn't monopolize anything! You could have easily used one of the other rooms. I was here first! Ngghh!

[ Slight scuffs of feet on the flooring. ]

Damn City! Of all the times to--! I wasn't just going to let you fall, idiot! I'd never hear the end of it if you twisted something!

[ The young woman stubbornly continues to argue against his 'logic', irritation dripped in every word]

This is my usual practice room. I have seniority over it. You shouldn't have invaded it.

I wouldn't- Oh forget it [ Her voice inflects with a wince. ] Could you stop with ear-splitting objections? I'm glued to you and going gradually deaf.

[ A sharp breath is taken, as though ready to continue shouting--but then slowly released in a heavy, but aggravated sigh. ]

Well what are we supposed to do now? I can't even move my goddamn hands. And you--

[ Abruptly, the voice cuts off. And there's the sound of shuffling moving closer to the audio recorder. ]

...The hell is---did you turn this on?

This is what you're not going to do: shouting. [ While his voice lowers, hers become increasingly haughtier. ] Because I'm not going to put up with that.

What are you- [She protests immediately before pausing. Switching to sarcasm.] Because everything must be my fault. That thing is yours and it always turns itself on. You probably handled it so roughly that now is broken.

[ The male voice increased in volume again. ]

Nevermind that, dammit! We have to figure out a way to--!

[ There's a small pause before a strained grunt comes through, and something apparently nudging the device. ]

Stupid--thing---! Turn---OFF.

[ It is her turn to give an exasperated sigh. ]

Be more careful… I'm standing here. Hmpf. Why don't we simply walk away and leave it-

[ She's starting to mumble before she pauses to gasp. ]

Don't press that one!

[ But it was too late--and with a click, the video turns on, showing Rue and Fakir in a rather awkward pose: his leg seems to be lifted, foot being what had hit the device. And her right hand is on his shoulder, the other on his opposite forearm. He, in turn, has one around her waist and the other on her shoulder. They appear to be stuck.

And Fakir is looking at the camera in shock for a moment before his foot blocks the view, nudging against it. ]

This isn't easy---you know! You try messing with it with nothing more than your foot! GEH--!

[ And with one final kick, the video and audio cut off completely. ]

[ ooc: Stuck on glue. Have two displeased and very stuck siblings. lol Green is Fakir, Purple is Rue. ]

oops, stuck on glue day, sibling squabbles, practicing goes wrong, do not want, rue, grab bag

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