30th Record [Forward dated to about quarter to midnight]
[The feed is dark when it starts, but still light enough that one can see the ceiling shot of someone's room. There are noises like the bed is...well, being put to good use. Then a hand flies out over the view, landing on the 'berry.
There's a thud of a body falling off the bed and the 'berry clatters down with it, catching the shadowed view of Lavi all twisted in his blankets as he lifts his head. Gasping in air he looks around wildly with eyes wide open, struggling to get free of the fabric. A hand free he pushes down on the floor, pushing himself up to lean back against the bed.
He stays like that for a few minutes, the feed continuing on soundlessly. Then, quietly...]
Alright... If ya think tha'd help. 'm fine with it.
[A few more moments of silence, as if Lavi is talking to someone not quite there.]
No change in "me". Jus'...try. Please.
[It's not noticeable in the dark, but he suddenly sits straighter and a soft smirk comes on his face, white teeth glinting in the faint light.]
No promises. [He glances around, sure something is misplaced and spies the 'berry. A hand closes over it, a stray finger turning the feed off.]
There's a thud of a body falling off the bed and the 'berry clatters down with it, catching the shadowed view of Lavi all twisted in his blankets as he lifts his head. Gasping in air he looks around wildly with eyes wide open, struggling to get free of the fabric. A hand free he pushes down on the floor, pushing himself up to lean back against the bed.
He stays like that for a few minutes, the feed continuing on soundlessly. Then, quietly...]
Alright... If ya think tha'd help. 'm fine with it.
[A few more moments of silence, as if Lavi is talking to someone not quite there.]
No change in "me". Jus'...try. Please.
[It's not noticeable in the dark, but he suddenly sits straighter and a soft smirk comes on his face, white teeth glinting in the faint light.]
No promises. [He glances around, sure something is misplaced and spies the 'berry. A hand closes over it, a stray finger turning the feed off.]