03 - Accidental video post

[fuego-bailando.livejournal.com]

[woo it is the inside of Axel's pocket. So just some weird light and the sound jingling of keys and Axel muttering to himself]

Ugh, I forgot how much working an actual full time job sucks.

[keys in the door now, sound of a lock clicking, and Axel starts yelling]

Yo, Mamori! What's for dinner?!

[and then a surprised squawk from Axel and the unmistakable rat-tat-tat of machine guns as Hiruma rains down BULLETEY FURY on Axel, plus some snarling in the background. ]

[then the sound of a door slamming and some panting, before Axel pulls out the communicator and realizes its on - he's in his work uniform and has his hair in a ponytail in an effort to look as normal as possible. Axel regards the communicator with surprise, before frowning at it and glancing over his shoulder at the door behind him.]

Uh, hey, Mamori? Why is Hiruma trying to shoot me?

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[hellcommander.livejournal.com]

[from the other room, yelled]

AND STAY THE FUCK OUT!!

[fuego-bailando.livejournal.com]

[recorded yelling]

I WOULD IF I KNEW WHAT THE HELL WAS GOING ON!!

[hellcommander.livejournal.com]

I'M WATCHING THE GODDAMN SUPERBOWL

[fuego-bailando.livejournal.com]

WHAT THE HELL IS THE SUPERBOWL?!

[hellcommander.livejournal.com]

You...

you....

.....

what

[goanywhere.livejournal.com]

Why is he trying to shoot anyone?

[hellcommander.livejournal.com]

Dodging bullets builds character.

[deadthenred]

Nah, it's getting shot that builds character.

[hellcommander.livejournal.com]

Kekekekeke! No, that builds scar tissue.

You should come over and watch the game with me.

[deadthenred]

I guess that too. But being cooped up in a hospital room s'posed to make you think.

Well, what game is it?

[goanywhere.livejournal.com]

So does having your intestines pulled out through your nose, I expect.

[hellcommander.livejournal.com]

That's harder to recover from! What's the point of fuckin

game's back on.

[fuego-bailando.livejournal.com]

That's what Xigbar says. Xigbar is an asshole.

[hellcommander.livejournal.com]

Xigbar is right!

[fuego-bailando.livejournal.com]

How should I know? I was just trying to come home from work and I get bullets rained down upon me.

[goanywhere.livejournal.com]

Get better roommates.

[fuego-bailando.livejournal.com]

But Mamori makes good food.

[creampuffedly.livejournal.com]

OH FOR THE LOVE OF--

[something clatters in the bathroom and a rather wet and disgruntled Mamori is staring out through a crack in the door, towel around her wet, dripping form]

HIRUMA, STOP SHOOTING AXEL. AXEL, THAT IS NORMAL FOR HIM. Pizza and chips are on the stove so you two don't starve while grappling for superbowl snack food.

[Door = Closed]

[fuego-bailando.livejournal.com]

Pizza?

[YELLED THROUGH THE DOOR]

HIRUMA IM COMING IN AND GETTING SOME FOOD. SHOOT ME AND I SET YOU ON FIRE.

[hellcommander.livejournal.com]

[screamed back] FINE, JUST DO IT QUIETLY!

[fuego-bailando.livejournal.com]

[comes in and isn't very quiet about getting his pizza]

[video feed]

[notyetwritten.livejournal.com]

[video feed from behind of Fakir in a common room at his school, watching the superbowl]

...
Hiruma, this is boring and I don't understand the rules. You expect me to play this ga-
...
Ow. [in response to the faceplant touchdown]

Re: [video feed]

[fuego-bailando.livejournal.com]

you're watching it too?

[notyetwritten.livejournal.com]

Only becuase my hallmates are. That and Hiruma apparently wants me to play football, so I figured I should try to discover what the game's about.

It's boring.

[fuego-bailando.livejournal.com]

I'd agree with you, but Hiruma'd probably try to shoot me in my sleep.