Vivien Harmon | 09 | [Action]

[eternal_cellist]

[There wasn't much to do around the manor...not anything that really interested Vivien. Except the music room.

...If her dog wasn't matted, she'd probably be there now. As it was though, she was sitting on the floor in the entry hall and using a brush to work the knots out of her dogs fur. If she'd known she'd get this bad, she would have brought Hallie in sooner.]

Hold still.

[She felt bad when Hallie yelped, but there wasn't anything she could do unless she wanted to shave the dog.

Pulling a piece of fur, she clipped it with a pair of nearby scissors, a soft sigh leaving her as she watched the hair fall to the floor, only adding to the growing pile of white. At least her hair would grow back though...she was too pretty to be bald.]

Dammit...I hope you enjoyed your romp outside, it's the last time you'll get to go so far out.

Action/Video

[mews]

[The video feed goes on, and the first noticeable thing about this particular post to the network is that the user is not holding the phone. In fact, the poster's arms and hands are clearly in view. The poster is also floating upside down. Along with what looks like several floating frying pans, kettles and cans of food from the kitchen—the only hint as to where this chaos is occurring.]

Mew....?

[A pink glow can be seen around the phone. The view shifts, and the odd pink feline looking creature is finally right side up. Or maybe, the both the phone and Mew are upside down. It's difficult to tell from the other end of the phone.]

....Mew~!

[Now it both looks and sounds distinctly amused, as though Mew finds giving the residents of the Manor vertigo funny. A menacing metallic object looms into view then (which the astute observer would identify as the tines of a fork) and the feed abruptly goes off in the midst of a giggling fit!]

Fate 35 -◘[Video]◘- You wear a crown that's made of flowers, waiting for someone to save you

[deeplymeaningless]

 [Here's a face that you haven't seen all of the last week. It's a certain fortune-teller, sitting on the ground, eyes closed, seemingly meditating...or praying. He looks more mature than when the Manor got to see him last time, but it's hard to tell how much older he is. His style is certainlystill the same though.
As he opens his eyes, he blinks and then his eyes dart around his room in confusion.]

Wha-- how-?!

[He'd been outside a few moments ago, the sky had been dark and the world about to end. Last moments, if nothing was done about it. Now here he was, in a  room, his room. ]

I'm back....

[Right. Manor. The Manor. Ryuutaro freezes in shock. How could he have forgotten? He knew this place... he knew it well, he- he... How could he forget about all this?! His memory still was foggy, but an urgent thing comes to his mind and he grabs the blackberry.]

Hello. I have an urgent question. How much time has passed since I was here last? How long have I been gone?

[The last question is spoken harshly, the tension in his voice very obvious. He still manages to end the transmission with a smile typical for him.]