【Ｉｚａｙａ】♙【７ｔｈＶＩＤＥＯ／ＡＣＴＩＯＮ】‣ because i promised neit and we must always honor our elders
[ What is our antagonist doing now that the dust has settled in the wake of that cafeteria riot, numerous lives have been appropriately shattered, tattered, and flipped upside-down, and the real plot has put on its Sunday best and gone outside to wait for the bus?
Lounging inside a bubbling jacuzzi, playing a solo game of hide-n-go-seek in the steam, of course. Who said anything about just deserts? The only 'dessert' Izaya is enjoying is this interestingly tropical drink with an umbrella and a twisty straw and everything. Hahahaaaa! Oh, homophones. ]
Cydoniaaa ♪
[ You've been paged by this chipper little thing, who is immersed in the luxurious opopopop! of strawberry-scented bubbles, arms crossed before him like he's posing for a cherubic cameo in a bittersweet heavenscape fresco. ]
I'm sure a lot of you have plenty of questions for me -- especially you, Agent Fox.
[ This is a damned good drink. Izaya must have been watching Coca Cola commercials all morning, because he can now masterfully convey concepts like Refreshing! and Ice Cold! with hardly a twitch of his brow. ]
But first, I have yet another exercise for you. This one doesn't require as much movement as the first, so don't worry! You can work from home today.
[ As Izaya chatters on cheerfully, a dark and ominous shadow falls over him. ]
The thing is...
[ Stomp. Stomp. Ripples beset the sunset-colored liquor in his drink and wax and wane to the steady drum of footsteps. Since it's the first thing Izaya notices, other than all the hair on the back of his neck standing up for a class salute, the video catches that magic moment when it finally Dawns On Him. ]
... Huh?
[ Now the screen is immersed in bubbles and the sounds of screeching through a mouthful of water waft brokenly from the audio. To everyone else, it's probably unintelligible -- if you're used to listening to people through a Nextel, though, you can clearly hear, "Aren't you supposed to be in the hospital?!"
-- Izaya has left the chat. ]
Lounging inside a bubbling jacuzzi, playing a solo game of hide-n-go-seek in the steam, of course. Who said anything about just deserts? The only 'dessert' Izaya is enjoying is this interestingly tropical drink with an umbrella and a twisty straw and everything. Hahahaaaa! Oh, homophones. ]
Cydoniaaa ♪
[ You've been paged by this chipper little thing, who is immersed in the luxurious opopopop! of strawberry-scented bubbles, arms crossed before him like he's posing for a cherubic cameo in a bittersweet heavenscape fresco. ]
I'm sure a lot of you have plenty of questions for me -- especially you, Agent Fox.
[ This is a damned good drink. Izaya must have been watching Coca Cola commercials all morning, because he can now masterfully convey concepts like Refreshing! and Ice Cold! with hardly a twitch of his brow. ]
But first, I have yet another exercise for you. This one doesn't require as much movement as the first, so don't worry! You can work from home today.
[ As Izaya chatters on cheerfully, a dark and ominous shadow falls over him. ]
The thing is...
[ Stomp. Stomp. Ripples beset the sunset-colored liquor in his drink and wax and wane to the steady drum of footsteps. Since it's the first thing Izaya notices, other than all the hair on the back of his neck standing up for a class salute, the video catches that magic moment when it finally Dawns On Him. ]
... Huh?
[ Now the screen is immersed in bubbles and the sounds of screeching through a mouthful of water waft brokenly from the audio. To everyone else, it's probably unintelligible -- if you're used to listening to people through a Nextel, though, you can clearly hear, "Aren't you supposed to be in the hospital?!"
-- Izaya has left the chat. ]