[.089] Accidental Video (Damn You, Ghosts)
[On screen is just the image of a lionfish placidly swimming in a tank, ignoring the histrionic ranting that's going on off screen. Narvin at least attempts to be fairly calm and professional in public and curb his rantiness before it gets out of hand, but in private, among people he's familiar with, all bets are off.]
-thisth is happening. Thisth is absthurb! I got over thisth agesth ago! The Admiral, or whatever'sth behind thisth hasth gone too far. If Ardent were sthill here, I think I'd be sthorely tempted to throw him over the sthide. It'sth histh fault I'm sthuck resthricted to sthlow and inefficient typing for the next who knowsth how long.
[Kay's voice, calm:] Yeah, I know.
And there'sth no rational or psthiological reasthon for it. Even if I hadn't killed mysthelf I would have recovered naturally by now. There'sth no temporal shift to explain why my body sthuddenly behavesth as if it'sth monthsth ago. It doesthn't make any sthense!
Uh-huh.
I think it'sth-- [There's a pause, and Narvin's voice sounds fainter, weaker.] I think I need to sit down.
[And then there's a *thump* of Narvin falling on the floor and a shuffling sound of Kay helping Narvin to the couch. The lionfish ruffles its fins.]
((OOC: To people wondering why Narvin is lisping, many months ago his previous inmate cut out his tongue and Narvin committed suicide via aspirin to reset himself. Hence, resurgence of the death toll lisp. Very very strong lisp.))
-thisth is happening. Thisth is absthurb! I got over thisth agesth ago! The Admiral, or whatever'sth behind thisth hasth gone too far. If Ardent were sthill here, I think I'd be sthorely tempted to throw him over the sthide. It'sth histh fault I'm sthuck resthricted to sthlow and inefficient typing for the next who knowsth how long.
[Kay's voice, calm:] Yeah, I know.
And there'sth no rational or psthiological reasthon for it. Even if I hadn't killed mysthelf I would have recovered naturally by now. There'sth no temporal shift to explain why my body sthuddenly behavesth as if it'sth monthsth ago. It doesthn't make any sthense!
Uh-huh.
I think it'sth-- [There's a pause, and Narvin's voice sounds fainter, weaker.] I think I need to sit down.
[And then there's a *thump* of Narvin falling on the floor and a shuffling sound of Kay helping Narvin to the couch. The lionfish ruffles its fins.]
((OOC: To people wondering why Narvin is lisping, many months ago his previous inmate cut out his tongue and Narvin committed suicide via aspirin to reset himself. Hence, resurgence of the death toll lisp. Very very strong lisp.))