[And there's Seifer holding up his communicator. He doesn't look all that happy, but he's smiling. And there's Ealdy's rabbit on his shoulder, paws on the top of Seifer's head.]

...so Ealdy left this little thing here. Holla's kinda... fluffy. [That's the closest he'll get to calling it cute. It kind of squirms, and Seifer tries biting back a ( Read more... )

[Like buttdialing, only Seifer's rolled onto his device! There's snoring, but the video's dark for a few seconds ( Read more... )

A lot more frequencies gone this time. It's kind of strange how fast they're...

[Sigh.]

He's better off with his sister anyway.

[He's silent for a moment.]

Long list of people out of commission too... [To all his hurt/angsting buds out there...]

Hah, the punk left his skateboard... I got dibs! And, uh... a... free spot in my room if... anyone ( Read more... )

BZZZZZT!

AAAGH!!!

Just when I'm freakin'--crap... I hate that place...

[And Seifer's ignoring the fact that his communicator's on, and on his bed, pointed at him, while he angrily shoves clothing into a backpack. After a moment, he picks it up, ready to turn it off.]

BZZZZZZZZZZT!

OW OW OW!

[His door creaks open, as Seifer spins around to see ( Read more... )

...well, is it done now?! The fog looks like it's clearing up.

[Sighs. He thinks it's done.]

Whoever knows the girl Jackie, I'm going to bring her back now. Man, I'm beat. Jackie, c'mon... let's head back while we can.

Oh yeah! Committee! Stat reports, now.

[And it's Seifer, kind of... staring into the communicator. He doesn't look too happy, but eh, that's Discedo for ya.]

You guys, be careful out there. The fog's kinda... suspicious, if you catch my drift. If you can, stay outside. Chicken Wuss, Patches, committee, don't go getting in trouble, got it?

...you too, Prince. [At this, he shuts his ( Read more... )

[It starts off kind of shaky, since Seifer's trying to juggle that and the unconscious body known as crystal-eyed across the snow. Neither of them look in good shape, but apparently the victor of a long, drawn-out fight has managed to bring his fallen opponent to the hospital.

Seifer sighs.YO, DOCS. Any of you awake? Got a kid here, he needs help... he ( Read more... )

[Oh look, that's definitely a small pile of snow getting kicked. Was that somebody's snowman? Well, it ain't nothin' anymore. But there's Seifer, in his normal get-up of boots, pants, a long-sleeved shirt under his vest, and--

Oh?

NO BEANIE?

Again?!

He stomps into the pile, then realizes his communicator fell and picks it up.]

isaaaaaac miiirrriiiaaa ARE SO DEAD!!! ( Read more... )

Bein' this lazy is boring. Last time I broke my arm, it was, what... fifth grade? Punched a brick wall by accident instead of some kid's face. My arm was in a cast for a solid two months... weirdly enough, it's my better punching hand, too.

[He scoffs lightly.Guess it was just fate to break the other one, huh. Hopefully it's not gonna take two ( Read more... )

[Not like you can see anything. Actually, it's really just audio and a black screen. But there's footsteps crunching, and a hiss.]

Aw crap... man... I have the worst timing ever.

[Footstep... there's a grumble somewhere, and then two golden glowing orbs. Seifer accidentally turns the comm towards them, and two turns into four... he approaches ( Read more... )