57 - ill-advised (video/action)

[conductyourself]

[ The device turns on as it clatters on a rooftop. Then, relative silence - snow falls on the roof and the device, and you can hear the persistent crashing of waves on the beach a little ways away. And then-- ]

... aaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

[ ... Clef. On a bicycle. Landing upright on the roof. For a second it looks like the bike is just going

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[pharles_at_life]

[ Okay, the woman in the basement heard that thumping on the roof. And it's a little late for Santa, which is why she's sticking her head out the door curiously. ]

action;

[conductyourself]

[ There is a small, white pile of clothes figure lying face-down in the snow.

It's hard to tell, but...

... yes, it is--

... This person appears to be laughing.

He picks himself up to a kneeling position and wipes his face with a gloved hand. ]

Ahahahahahaha... not doing that again.

action;

[pharles_at_life]

[ Oh, he's alive. That means he can be yelled at! ]

Clef, what in the world were you doing?

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[conductyourself]

[ Clef isn't really sure how to answer that. So he sits there for a moment while he gets his bearings. ]

Did I disturb you?

video; 1/you tell me

[soulofocean]

[Oh, for goodness--- WAS THAT ACTUALLY-?]

video; 2/

[soulofocean]

[No. Impossible. Because he wouldn't EVER do something so... extreme sporty!!

Let's check this video feed again.]

video; 3/

[soulofocean]

[OKAY, SCRATCH THAT. No. It is. She even recognizes that bicycle.]

video; 4/

[soulofocean]

[That biiiiiiiiiiicyle...]

GOD I almost forgot the bff

[beforehistime]

[It's such a fine day for reading outside, so here is Chang Ang sitting in the gardens, blissfully oblivious, hoping nothing particularly shocking interrupts his quiet pause.

...He's taken the liberty of borrowing Clef's iPod, too. Therefore he remains unaware of the ruckus on the rooftop and may need a stronger hint that something's definitely Not Well.]

can't forget him!

[conductyourself]

[ Are you kidding? IT'S SNOWING. WHAT KIND OF PERSON READS OUTSIDE IN THE SNOW?

Well, whatever. In any case, he is treated to the rare sight of Clef flying over his head and landing on his face.

... which would be pretty bad if it weren't a cushion of air that Clef was landing on, which he bounces harmlessly off of without breaking his nose, neck, or any area that would cause immediate unconsciousness or diminishing of his bishounen beauty.

He lands for real a few feet away, on the bike, perfectly upright. There is some flailing as he tries to maintain that position, but it is ultimately for naught. Mage and bike fall over into the snow.

The obvious question on everyone's mind right now, of course, is, what kind of music did Chang Ang put on the iPod? ]

Not a chance.

[beforehistime]

[...Well, he's still stuck with some Brit Pop Umi stuffed in there for template's sake and finding it quite amusing. On the horrifying side of the spectrum.

But everything, reading and listening, is brought to an abrupt stop as Clef makes his graceful crash-landing, scarce feet away from the gazebo where Chang Ang sits. The old adviser snatches the earphones off.]

---in the name of the Fahren Empire! Master Clef!!

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[conductyourself]

[ Picks self up and sighs. He's a little dizzy, but no worse for the wear. ]

... Empire, really. Only by a technicality.