09 September 2012 @ 01:34 am
[The feed opens to a really tired, cranky teen who doesn't give a rat's ass if he looks like he just slept in the same pair of clothes for the last three days (technically, he's been wearing them for that long anyway). His choice of words are a little blunt, but three freaking days and this is finally getting to him-]So, raise of hands if you were dead before you got here.
[Urghfmfmfmmgggh whatever he doesn't really want to know that anyway.]Besides that; what's the best method to sleep?
[From his pale complexion, panda eyes and rather steady scowl, he could sure use it.]
07 September 2012 @ 08:43 am
[video][It starts very abruptly with a wham, and at a crazy flurry of movement that might cause some viewers to get motion sickness if they're sensitive to it. Obviously the person on the other end of the feed doesn't care, or more accurately doesn't even know they're recording. The shape flashing across the scene almost looks like a windowsill, and for a few seconds the bracelet's camera catches what looks like a very, very dead, squished spider.
There's forced breathing, like someone's doing it through clenched teeth, before the video statics and cuts completely.
...Only for a second video to pop up, about five minutes later. This time it's an equally confusing and unstable view of someone yanking a drawer of a dresser open, and pulling out everything inside. This one is shorter, before it ends abruptly again.][action][Roughly fifteen minutes later, there is a bonfire burning on the grounds next to Hel House. Vanitas has piled everything he's come to possess in Asgard--clothing, a weapon or two, a pouch full of runes, the charm Euri gave him... even his bedsheets--over a few dry sticks and grass that he was able to collect in a frenzy, and has lit the whole thing up with a book of matches he confiscated from the kitchen.
The only thing he hasn't added to the pile are the clothes on his back and his helmet, which he's actually put over his head, and is clutched between his hands. He's sitting cross-legged in front of the product of his seemingly unhinged actions, firelight glinting off the black visor.][ooc: Posting this before I run off to work; I'll tag back asap!]
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