008 -- video;

[conflagrations]

[ it's johnny! and he's sitting on the floor of what is obviously gwen's apartment in his boxers and a sweater, with clothes scattered all over the floor around him. he looks disgruntled. ]

Gwen, did you take my black jeans again?

[ johnny storm: shameless in every incarnation. ]

voice;

[borntobewildcat]

I'm cancelling all of my classes at the dojo until further notice, and the bar is going to have to run without me for a while.

[He's slurring his words and his voice is hoarse. He's been drinking nonstop since this post, and has gone through about an entire pack of cigarettes in that time as well.]

If anybody needs me... Yeah, don't.

► 026.

[culver]

[09:24:33]

[the comm is lying on a stone floor, angled upwards. the shot is of nill's church. sunlight is streaming through the stained glass windows, throwing colored reflections everywhere, and it actually looks really pretty. even with the snow-white feathers strewn all over the aisle. no one is present.]

[11:29:21]

robin is gone again

five ★☆ video

[titaness]

_{( in yet another video, donna is sitting on a rug in her apartment, legs folded neatly beneath her. she’s dressed in a bright and seasonal sweater that bags around her knees, and as she opens the feed she waves, brightly. )}

Hey there, City-zens. I hear you’re good at answering questions. I know a lot of people have already remarked on the season—greetings for that, by the way, whether you’re celebrating or not—but there’s one thing I haven’t heard anyone mention.

_{( she leans around the couch behind her to pull out another sweater, much gaudier than the one she’s actually wearing. )}

Holiday sweaters! Love ‘em, hate ‘em, whatever—you can’t deny it’s not the holidays without them. So, thoughts? Are these the height of fashion, or a tradition we should chuck away already? How much is too much? Or do they just remind you of holiday parties you were forced to go to as a kid?

_{( she holds up several other options, looking consideringly at some and wrinkling her nose at others. after a few moments she sets them aside and turns back to the camera. )}

Or, barring that, what are your favorite holiday traditions? Not just Christmas, either, since it’s hardly universal. I’m fond of the mistletoe, myself, but hey, this is a new place—maybe it’s time to make some new traditions, too.

008 || voice;

[slayerpreferred.livejournal.com]

[Someone got her comm fixed thanks to Willow and/or Timcampy just sayin. But since she's staying with Zee again and doesn't really want to broadcast the fact this is voice. She sounds bright and earnest and all of those things Buffy never really was when she was here before. At least not in such a sincereish way.] So I've been all through the 90s and skipped up to the land of Twitter and memes involving Kanye West, and then back... a little ways. To where Britney Spears still isn't a complete joke. And now that I'm back here, I really only have one question.

Who ever thought camo pants were a good idea? If you're not military or into ..forestry there's really no excuse. And black is much stealthier anyway. I'm just saying, it's not doing anyone any favors.

So while I was in a comfycozy tryptophan stupor, you all decided to try on your bad guy wigs. Or at least, hairnets. Again with the bad fashion decisions. Do I have to get my baton? I thought after state school I'd be able to hang my fashion detective scarf up for good. You all should be very ashamed of yourselves. [you can hear the finger wagging] But not too ashamed. I mean, it happens to everyone at least once...

That's enough judgytimes for today. I think I ran out of steam there towards the end. Chief Inspector Buffypants, signing off.

...Just, pretend I never said that.

[locked to Ianto;]

hey arthur II got a minute?

VIDEO; fail-private to Katurian Katurian

[acahellyeah]

[ The video shakes but the picture in view appears to be an apartment, a bit blurry from movement. Andy's voice comes from offscreen as he sets the communicator up so it stands on its own. I'm Sexy and I know It plays in the background, not super audible but recognizable if you're listening for it. ]

—ey, hey, Katurian! Oh my God, okay, hold on a second. All right, I didn't tell you about this earlier because there never really seemed to be a good time, I really wanted to but you had your stuff and Harley was gone and I didn't even know where my head was for the longest time, wow, I mean I still don't, where is it? Man, where's my head, Katurian? Whoaaa! But--

[ Andy appears in front of the camera now. ]

Like, there's really no casual way to whip this into conversation, but -- I keep saying "but" because it's kind of like a clue, because it involves something to do with someone's butt -- uh, mine, I really don't have any authority to talk about yours and you don't need me to tell you -- okay, I'm getting sidetracked. I got you something.

[ He holds up a dark blue sweater -- this blue sweater -- with kitties on it. He looks absolutely delighted. ]

I know it isn't Christmas yet but I'm too excited. I saw this sweater and it was just like, a stroke of genius. Like, a metal spring just snapped free of the mattress of my brain. See, we'll match. Kitty-Katurian-- [ Points to the sweater. He puts it down and then unbuckles his pants. ] and the Nard Dog.

[ He only pulls one side down enough so that his tattoo is visible. Check out that puppy. Check out that ass tattoo. Because he pulls his pants up again!! And looks excitedly to the camera. ]

Great, right?!

Twenty. [video]

[trueltning_fury]

[don't worry, this will be brief. Look at that face. That face. Also, he's clearly not in the city, rather in some forested land that looks a hell of a lot warmer than the Northeast]

Zatanna.

Extra days in the field are not a big issue, but I thought I was to be teleported from here three days ago.

[beat. Now, for the rest of you]

I don't know what happened this time, but I don't regret leaving this thing turned off and stuffed in a bag for a week. I'm starting to think I would prefer washing my hands of the affairs of 'The City' and leaving you lot to fend for yourselves next time.

Second Concept Δ Video

[backatthehotel]

Been keeping a running list. Of places I've gotten kicked out of.

So far... [He reads from a small notebook.]

Three libraries. Smoking.
Two libraries. Shouting.

Two corner shops. Calling someone the wrong thing.

One record store. Smoking.
One record store. Shouting.
Two record stores. Asking stupid questions.
Two record stores. Being an import. One of them said something about 'ruining their favourite album.'

One music store. Arguing with the owner.

One computer store. Breaking things. Still don't know what I touched wrong.

One apple store. Which is apparently different. Staying there too long.


[A flat little smile.] Very friendly place, the future. Fitting right in.

† 035.

[klutziness]

[the video flicks on to show rikku's apartment; she's cuddled up on her big red couch in her hideously mismatched pajamas. dirty dancing is on her tv; you can tell because of a very distinct song in the background. she's munching on popcorn, and has her tonberry plushy all snuggled up next to her. she looks thoughtful. also, notably, alone.]

Y'know, I don't really get movies like this. The guy's a total jerk to the girl, but then she goes running back to him the second he gets into trouble! If I were her, I'd just let him deal with it on his own.

[it's kind of obvious that she's no longer talking about johnny and baby]

I mean, who does he think he is, breaking her heart like that and then expecting her to come rushing back, huh? What a load of cred! [munch, munch] Guess she'll just have to be ready for next time. I mean, there are only so many times someone can pull that kind of thing before it just gets too old.

[munch, munch, munch]

Yup. Just too darn old.