video post † 005 † 10-14-10

[slantedcross]

[Youji's a little careless right now. He only meant to check the contacts list for the tenth time, but his motor skills have been compromised by a few drinks. Video opens on a profile shot and tilted a bit to the side; he's thrown his arm across the top of the couch with the device still in his hand

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[white_polaris]

Oh Youji...

ffft, you're fast so I'm gonna go ahead and say I lied.

[slantedcross]

Am I that obvious, really?

\o/

[white_polaris]

I know that face well.

[slantedcross]

Well, you say.

From the mirror or from someone else?

[madcuriosity]

I'm sorry Yo-gee.

[slantedcross]

[he will force himself to be cheerful for Alice if it kills him.]

Now what could you have done worth apologizing for?

[madcuriosity]

Just... you seem so sad about Miss Iris being gone.

[slantedcross]

That you'd bother to check up on me makes me feel better, though.

Really, it ought to be that I thank you, not that you apologize.

[scientize]

I assume she was a close friend of yours, right?

[slantedcross]

Something of that nature.

[scientize]

I'm sorry to hear that. It's never easy, is it?

If there's anything I can do, please let me know. I'll save a bottle of wine with your name on it.

[slantedcross]

Not really.

[Conclusion jump: she's not unfamiliar with this, either. Possibly from before Somarium, and this softens him up.]

I'd hate to put you through the trouble.

Action!

[insorrow]

[Well.

[This, Youji, is what we call bad timing. The worst. Ken has no idea what time of day it is, has no idea how long he's been out for this time. He just knows there are voices in the living room and he is absolutely starving, and that the only way he can deal with the latter is by working out what the Hell is going on with the former. Okay, so he could just walk on through and raid the fridge, but he knows damn well that's Youji's voice and he knows damn well he's unhappy and... and okay, so he's just plain curious. Is that a crime?

[So here he is. Large as life and no more than half-awake, dressed in pajamas and rubbing at one eye, clutching at the Dreamberry like it was the young-adult version of a one-eyed, much-repaired teddy bear and who knows, maybe it is. If he only managed to find one of his slippers on his way out the bedroom that's just too bad and he'll cope.]

Huh? Youji? What's going on?

CUT.

[slantedcross]

[A very heavy head lifts up to focus on Ken, and--black coffee. Wonderful idea. Because he's too out of sorts to deal with a Ken who has questions and lacks a clue.

[He does make room on the couch, albeit sluggishly. Waking up from a sleep coma is such a pain in the neck--to say nothing of the rest of the body.]

Nothing out of the ordinary. Go back to sleep.

[Because a) that's not a lie, disappearances are ordinary here. And b) it will annoy and distract.]

Whatever you say, Kudou. Now budge over.

[insorrow]

[Nothing out the ordinary? Well, that covers a lot of sins - a Hell of an awful lot. He's still in Somarium, right? Right, this is his apartment in Somni and this thing in his hand is a Dreamberry and that's Youji and his weird haircut and somewhere out there he thinks he's got a girlfriend--

[Probably shouldn't mention that last bit. He probably owes Aya a phone call.]

That ain't exactly reassuring.

[Well, Youji, Ken would be the first person to agree with you there. He really doesn't want to be awake right now, but he's had enough sleep to last him for weeks.

[He wanders over to the couch, kicking off the slipper on the way because seriously just what is the point of that, and collapses down onto it, slumping back against the cushions. Seriously, he is starving. When the Hell did he last eat? He has a horrible feeling he was in a damn sleep coma, again - he hasn't checked the date yet, but the sluggisnness and the cramps, the strange lightheaded feeling and the desire to eat half the contents of the refrigerator are dead

He says stop making fun of his haircut in your head, Ken. :O

[slantedcross]

[Youji raises a glass to the first statement. Welcome to real life, Ken, this is how it tends to go.

For the second, he snags his Dreamberry again and checks.]

Thursday or thereabouts. I haven't been up twenty-four hours, myself.

Is that a little more reassuring for you?