oubliet: (no... you won't.)
cole ([personal profile] oubliet) wrote2015-04-05 11:44 pm

01. Video | New Bark Town

[there's a face under the hat-produced shadow and long blond bangs on the screen. the face of a young man, to be precise--about 18 years old, malnourished-looking with eyes like he doesn't know what sleep is. he turns his head a couple of ways like he's trying to find the best angle to listen to the 'Gear from, concentrating.

finally, he shakes his head with a sadly disapproving look and talks to someone offscreen.
]

No. I can't hear them the right way like this, either. The way that I think I hear you.

I hear them like people, but it's--like people talking. I see them, too. Does that mean it's working?

[his attention is still offscreen. beat. and then he smiles, a little.]

Thank you. I'm sorry. This is still interesting.

[now he looks at the 'Gear properly, expression cleared and voice somewhat louder and lighter.]

Er--my name is Cole. I don't know if I am supposed to say anything. [glances into a corner.] She--told me that if I used this, then I could hear more than I could without it.

How do you do?

[that's what you say when you're testing the waters, right? he doesn't have the means to do anything much more than that with whatever can hear him back.]
lieutenantantichrist: (you're the perfect bait)

[video]

[personal profile] lieutenantantichrist 2015-04-10 11:44 am (UTC)(link)
[Blake takes the piece of drywall and fits it in the hole.] Gimme those screws, Steve.

[The little Snubbull takes a second to investigate the screen first. Though she knows scents don't travel through the Gear, it's hard to fight the instinct to sniff the young man. He looks lighter colored than humans usually are. She wonders if he's a Shiny one.]

You know what's depressing?

[He checks some measurements.]

I know exactly what you're talking about.

[Blake talks over his shoulder as he starts working in the screws.]

That little thing is your pet. Use it to beat the crap out of anything that gets in your way.
lieutenantantichrist: (that's why we can't win)

[video]

[personal profile] lieutenantantichrist 2015-04-11 11:42 am (UTC)(link)
[Blake looks sharply at the screen, taking that as a slight to his little pink dog.] Size doesn't have anything to do with it. Some of the little ones are tough bastards.

[He taps on the drywall, checking that it's fit right.] This? Just a little repair work. I just bought this place. It was the only place around here big enough to do the job as headquarters that didn't cost a damn arm and a leg. I couldn't get a straight answer from the agent, but I have a feeling this here is where somebody's rhino took a shortcut.

[He scowls.] "Good condition" my ass.
lieutenantantichrist: (I'm just a humble motherfucker)

[video]

[personal profile] lieutenantantichrist 2015-04-12 08:11 am (UTC)(link)
[Steve waves at the young man. Don't feel bad!]

[Blake wipes his dusty hands on his pants and nods to himself. At that question, he squares his shoulders and puffs up.]

I'm in charge of everything. I'm the head honcho around here. You could call me the President.

That means I keep an eye on what goes on here, including new people showing up. [He gives the screen a level look.] What's your story? You got any priors?
lieutenantantichrist: (all these mopes in bracelets)

[video]

[personal profile] lieutenantantichrist 2015-04-13 01:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[Blake speaks slowly and clearly. The kid doesn't look like he's playing dumb: just high out of his mind.]

Prior con-vic-tions.

[He gets the feeling that's not going to help much, so he clarifies.]

I mean, have you ever been arrested?