[Accidental video]

[pixistix]

[A loud CLACK and CLATTER is heard before static and the underside of a skirt is seen. The legs, pretty and lanky and covered with what looks like a former sweater-turned leg warmers in a pair of black combat boots, the laces open. The skirt itself seems like it might be medium length if the girl were standing up, but she's sitting and her legs are drawn up so all you can really see are the backs of her calves and the chair she's sitting on.

The chair is that ugly color they reserve for hospital waiting rooms.

The legs seem to rock back and forth a bit, like the body attached to them is rocking as well. A steady motion like waves, and the breathing, when it's not coughing what sounds like a lung, is heavy and labored. She sounds like shit. Her voice horse and raspy from trying t speak and screaming at Cecil over the comms.]

This isn't happening. This isn't fucking happening.

Comments

Obvious questions are endearing.

[piskiestix.livejournal.com]

[The feet drop to the floor and stands up shakily, looking left and right. The only way you can tell she's doing this is that the feet and legs move.]

Hello?

XD <3

[nomnomguts.livejournal.com]

Mm... down near your feet?

She thinks she's a really small person.

[piskiestix.livejournal.com]

[Have some wobbling before a face appears upside down. The face looks distinctly Asian, but the hair is unmistakably blond. Her eyes are brown and around them are thickly lined with black. Defiantly make-up.

She's still wobbling unsteadily.]

I can't find you.

Hehh~

[nomnomguts.livejournal.com]

Ah, through the communicator? I'm sorry, I should have specified earlier~

[Rifuls' holding it up to her face, and now you get a view of a rather young looking girl with choppy brown hair and a bit of a bewildered expression.]

[piskiestix.livejournal.com]

Oh.

[She fishes around for a few moments before a hand comes converging in and covers the comm for a few moments as she retrieves it. Then there's the face again, right side up and peering at the face looking back.]

Hi.

[nomnomguts.livejournal.com]

[Blinkblink. Now that she gets a better look at her, Riful's a bit surprised. You have a ton of blonds in Claymoreworld, but none with brown eyes. Also, her stock of 'I'm concerned' expressions have already been used up.]

Do you... is something wrong?

[piskiestix.livejournal.com]

[She's also young. Kaye's only sixteen and she looks every bit of it.]

I'm alright ... why?

[She totters a little and has to sit down before she falls over. She sets the comm on her knees and hugs them to her chest, bringing the comm closer to her face. It hasn't quite dawned on her yet that she was recorded before.]

[nomnomguts.livejournal.com]

You...don't sound very well~ I'm sorry if I'm prying.

[piskiestix.livejournal.com]

It's been a long few months.

She's not really >.>

[nomnomguts.livejournal.com]

Ah, I'm sorry...

That's ok. Kaye's too sick to care.

[piskiestix.livejournal.com]

Thanks.

Oh, you can't really tell, since Riful is good at lying ;D

[nomnomguts.livejournal.com]

Mm, do you need anything?

WOOT! Kaye loves liars!

[piskiestix.livejournal.com]

Nah.

Awesome. But does she like the kind that wants to eat you?

[nomnomguts.livejournal.com]

Mm, are you certain?

Define 'eat' you? *Snerk* Ok, I'm done being a perv

[piskiestix.livejournal.com]

It's just stress.

XDDD as in, nom nom your guts are delicious~

[nomnomguts.livejournal.com]

Ah, alright then...

That may be troublesome.

[piskiestix.livejournal.com]

Thanks though.