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Really.

Really, Vatheon.

You're really going to go all Creature from the Black Lagoon on us. Man, I thought you were gonna get a little more creative after the pirates and zombie mermaids, but I guess not.

[He shakes his head with a sigh.If anyone needs some help fishing, I' ( Read more... )

[The camera's focused on the front door of Ban's apartment. It's only a couple minutes until there's footsteps outside, and then the jingle of a key. He nudges the door open with his shoulder, one hand holding a grocery bag while the other has a steaming cup. He doesn't seem to notice the SFC recording, and heads into his kitchenette. A clunk as he ( Read more... )

[He sighs heavily; he's irritated, but it's not really at anyone in particular.]

Geez, guys. Either this place has been way too quiet for way too long, or Himiko's sleep perfume has gotten way more potent. I didn't think I'd crashed for that long.

[A faint crack - he's stretching his arms - and then another, smaller sigh.I'm hitting the shower, ( Read more... )

[This is Ban, sitting on his windowsill, in a pair of blue/silver/black karate-style pants, black shoes...and nothing else, save for his glasses. He stretches his arms over his head, then jabs a thumb up at his username and stats.]

I'll give the 'ceruleanvices' name a pass....someone disapproves of the smoking, huh...since this isn't half-bad. ( Read more... )

Tch. I shouldn't be suffering from cabin fever in May.

[An annoyed, heavy sigh, followed by the metallic flick of a lighter. He exhales.]

The sooner these damn bubbles go away, the better. I'd like to be able to go out without exposing my thoughts to everyone. Some more than others.

[The SFC's flicked on, focusing first on nothing but green. A chuckle, and the green is gone as Ban's seen kicking back on his couch, holding a mug full of green-tinted beer. He lifts it up as if to toast.So it's a little late to be sayin' this, but we've still got a few hours left in the day. Top o' the mornin' guys, and I hope you had a good St. ( Read more... )

...so that's how it's going to be again, huh. Throw a party, get us all feeling good and happy for once, and then take people away. I get it.

No, no, I do. Really....I wonder where the hell Ginji ran off to. Can't be Jackal's fault - I haven't seen hide or hair of the freak in some time now. Even his little clowny partner in crime has been MIA. Hn ( Read more... )

[Just kicking back in his apartment, chillin' on the couch. The sling is gone, as well as the bruises and most of the slashes.]

So I heard through the little starfish here - and the gossip around town - that there's gonna be a party for Valentine's Day. Kinda surprised this place celebrates it, but hell. It'll definitely be fun.

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[The screen flickers, then comes on to reveal Ban lying back on his bed. His right arm is in a self-tied sling, while the left is underneath his head, and his shirt is undone, revealing fresh bandages wrapped around his torso. The only movement he makes is the occasional removal of the cigarette between his lips to exhale....I don't remember this ( Read more... )

[Ban's kicking back, feet propped up on his nightstand as he reads over a book he picked up on a whim. The simple black mask he's wearing doesn't seem to be bothering him much, but his brow is furrowed irritably. A few seconds of silence, and suddenly his legs whip around as he turns, right hand tensed.]

Would you shut up already?!

[He shakes his ( Read more... )