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badfic_manor2011-05-09 05:31 pm
pineapple_fairy) wrote in badfic_manor2011-05-09 05:31 pm
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2nd illusion || Rokudo Mukuro || [video/in person]
[The feed comes on showing a full shot of Mukuro sitting on his bed, leaning forward comfortably, elbow on his knees and head in one hand, his trademark trident being held upright with his other. His mismatched eyes almost glowing in the dim light of the room. On the floor in front of him is what looks like a body all garbed in black, face down on the ground with blood pooling around his middle. Clearly he's set the camra up as such to put on a bit of a show.]
My, my, not even two days and already I seem to have made someone irate enough to have taken a stab at my life [pun]. Kufufufu, a shame he was such a weak minded fellow. Why, he tripped and fell right on his own knife.
[There's no sign of any sort of struggle... at all, even the trident is lacking any trace of blood. Though Mukuro seems unfazed, his usual smile gracing his features... though his brows are knit together in irritation.]
If anyone knows who has something so against me, I would very much like to meet them for a...chat. That will be all thank you.
[And the boy gets up, stepping over the body and picking up the device to shut it off. It gets a close up of his face, however there's something just over his shoulder. Without missing a beat Mukuro drops the device to the ground, taking his trident in both hands. He sticks it in the masked figures gut, and begins pushing him.. The two go off screen and then there's the sounds of glass breaking. In a moment Mukuro comes back on screen, picking up the device as he glances out the window, looking downward with smug satisfaction]
Oh dear, poor fellow. That looks rather painful....
[He clearly doesn't care. However, his eyebrows knit together in irritation again when his eyes look once more into his room]
I hope that doesn't stain the rug....
My, my, not even two days and already I seem to have made someone irate enough to have taken a stab at my life [pun]. Kufufufu, a shame he was such a weak minded fellow. Why, he tripped and fell right on his own knife.
[There's no sign of any sort of struggle... at all, even the trident is lacking any trace of blood. Though Mukuro seems unfazed, his usual smile gracing his features... though his brows are knit together in irritation.]
If anyone knows who has something so against me, I would very much like to meet them for a...chat. That will be all thank you.
[And the boy gets up, stepping over the body and picking up the device to shut it off. It gets a close up of his face, however there's something just over his shoulder. Without missing a beat Mukuro drops the device to the ground, taking his trident in both hands. He sticks it in the masked figures gut, and begins pushing him.. The two go off screen and then there's the sounds of glass breaking. In a moment Mukuro comes back on screen, picking up the device as he glances out the window, looking downward with smug satisfaction]
Oh dear, poor fellow. That looks rather painful....
[He clearly doesn't care. However, his eyebrows knit together in irritation again when his eyes look once more into his room]
I hope that doesn't stain the rug....
[Video]
Oh, don't take it personally. The Author's probably just mad at her teachers or something. [he laughs like this is the funniest thing in the world, high and nasal and just slightly crazy]
Re: [Video]
[He chuckles]
So who might you be? I don't believe we've met.
[Video]
You know...I'd love to stay and chat, but I think I need to go hide behind the couch now.
[The feed cuts out]