(OOC:  Sorry if this is rushed and crappy, it's really not what I wanted to do, but like I said, I've got two out of three family members bugging me right now ( Read more... )

[Hayden looks about to have a fit, his features grim ( Read more... )

(OOC:  Sorry for disappearing for most of this month, my muses have been on strike... and then I got FF13, and my tax refund since I sent the paperwork in early, so I've been gaming like a moron instead of here ( Read more... )

[The video cuts on to Hayden's apartment, and the charming sounds of the static playing.  However, instead of looking only mildly irritated, Hayden's on his knees, clutching at his head and shaking it as if that would make the sounds stop.

Two hours of it looping and his almost forgotten sensitivity to sounds like that have pretty much driven every ( Read more... )

[Hayden's up on the roof, staring out.  His lips are faintly blue, and his skin's whitened from the cold, indicating he's probably stayed out there far too long, but as usual, there's no sign he notices the cold ( Read more... )

[He sighs, looking at the poem.]

Why do I sense pain in my future?  [A sigh.]  Damn it, this is just as bad as Nadia ever was...

( [Private to Saria] )

((OOC:  Sorry for the lateness on all three, my brother and dad wouldn't give up the comp until well after I went to bed ( Read more... )

[Hayden is looking at the note with an entertaining 'WTF?' expression ( Read more... )

[Hayden sounds calm, but he isn't ( Read more... )

[Hayden can be seen standing in a room with a heavy cherrywood bed and dresser in view, though the layers of dust are truly disturbing. Clearly, it's a place he hasn't been in a long time. A photo album lies closed on the bed, and a few dust covers can be seen tossed off in the corner. Hayden looks tired and perhaps a tad remorseful ( Read more... )