18 Souls [Video Post]
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soul_dissonance[The video feed is turned on, with some light snow in the beginning. It reveals Soul looking down at it from an upward angle. He is standing with his hands tucked into his jacket's pockets.]
Is this thing on? Kind hard to tell...
[He picks it up, one of his fingers covering up a small part of the bottom of the screen.] Ah, sorry.
[After he moves it away, the communicator is pointed outward from the stoop in front of the Latimir Apartments. He points it to the left.] Nothing over there. [Pans it wobbily over to the center, near the corner of Lander Boulevard.] ...or there.
And... [More wobbily panning, finally to the right over toward Horizon Park.] ...still nothing there. It's been quiet for once, and so maybe this guard duty job isn't so bad. Still pretty boring as hell though.
I thought that I'd see more of those dogs. I can hear them barking sometimes. Oh, and if that means they're chomping on someone's guts, then I hope they're not yours. [He gives a light chuckle.] Come to think of it, there was a strange light further down on Lander... Was someone out with a flashlight? It didn't look like fire. Too dim.
[He sighs and puts the communicator down on a lower step on the stoop.] Okay, report's over. [He settles back on the stairway, his arms crossed behind his head.]
Some of you guys ask too many damn questions about me. You think that a weapon is just something that you're supposed to swing around while you try to keep it from rusting.
Man... It's like your head is stuck in a box. Never take something for what it seems, because it might be cooler than you think in the end.
Hm. Almost forgot... Jenny, Prince, Kadaj, Linda and you too, "Stoneface." Let me show you something. [He picks up the communicator, and aims it up toward the star-filled sky.]
Night sky. Right above your heads, and you might not even blink twice before you notice it. Hangs over your head every time the sun goes down. No big deal right? A friend of mine back home used to say that he'd be bigger than the heavens. But he's a dumbass. He can barely collect on a single soul because he's too busy trying to be awesome.
But you know what? He's one of the biggest badasses I've ever met in my life, and that's not just in attitude... [He puts the communicator back down, and then points a thumb at his heart.] But in here too. That's what truly makes him cool. So, just think about that, and... [He pauses and then sighs, sitting up and scratching his head.]
Crap. I'm still no good at this stuff. [Soul reaches over and switches the device off, ending the transmission.]
Is this thing on? Kind hard to tell...
[He picks it up, one of his fingers covering up a small part of the bottom of the screen.] Ah, sorry.
[After he moves it away, the communicator is pointed outward from the stoop in front of the Latimir Apartments. He points it to the left.] Nothing over there. [Pans it wobbily over to the center, near the corner of Lander Boulevard.] ...or there.
And... [More wobbily panning, finally to the right over toward Horizon Park.] ...still nothing there. It's been quiet for once, and so maybe this guard duty job isn't so bad. Still pretty boring as hell though.
I thought that I'd see more of those dogs. I can hear them barking sometimes. Oh, and if that means they're chomping on someone's guts, then I hope they're not yours. [He gives a light chuckle.] Come to think of it, there was a strange light further down on Lander... Was someone out with a flashlight? It didn't look like fire. Too dim.
[He sighs and puts the communicator down on a lower step on the stoop.] Okay, report's over. [He settles back on the stairway, his arms crossed behind his head.]
Some of you guys ask too many damn questions about me. You think that a weapon is just something that you're supposed to swing around while you try to keep it from rusting.
Man... It's like your head is stuck in a box. Never take something for what it seems, because it might be cooler than you think in the end.
Hm. Almost forgot... Jenny, Prince, Kadaj, Linda and you too, "Stoneface." Let me show you something. [He picks up the communicator, and aims it up toward the star-filled sky.]
Night sky. Right above your heads, and you might not even blink twice before you notice it. Hangs over your head every time the sun goes down. No big deal right? A friend of mine back home used to say that he'd be bigger than the heavens. But he's a dumbass. He can barely collect on a single soul because he's too busy trying to be awesome.
But you know what? He's one of the biggest badasses I've ever met in my life, and that's not just in attitude... [He puts the communicator back down, and then points a thumb at his heart.] But in here too. That's what truly makes him cool. So, just think about that, and... [He pauses and then sighs, sitting up and scratching his head.]
Crap. I'm still no good at this stuff. [Soul reaches over and switches the device off, ending the transmission.]
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Date: 2008-09-07 10:52 pm (UTC)