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exsilium2012-10-13 12:02 am
totallytrustworthy) wrote in exsilium2012-10-13 12:02 am
Entry tags:
- blaine thorps (original),
- charlie cutter (uncharted),
- chloe frazer (uncharted),
- koltira deathweaver (world of warcraft),
- vanadi (original),
- ✝ adam jensen [deus ex],
- ✝ artemis ratcliff (original),
- ✝ balthier bunansa [ffxii],
- ✝ barnaby brooks jr [t&b],
- ✝ cailan theirin [dragon age],
- ✝ miles edgeworth [ace attorney]
‡3rd Treasure‡ Accidental Video
[The feed clicks on to reveal Koltira and Chloe in some dark, nondescript alleyway. Chloe's muttering about how she doesn't have a choice, struggling weakly, her eyes unfocused. Koltira speaks to her in soothing tones--or about as soothing as his tone gets, at any rate--telling her to calm down, to see reason, et cetera. He has one arm looped around her waist, and the other holds both of her wrists still; the grip is clearly firm but gentle, meant to pacify, not to harm.
After a moment, Koltira notices that Chloe's dropped tablet is on and recording. He addresses it, his tone markedly more agitated than just a moment ago.]
Chloe is out of her mind. I know not why, but she had her own gun to her mouth.
[There's a short delay before Chloe speaks up, her voice unsteady and tired. It's a pale attempt at lying, but it goes without saying that she's embarrassed once she realizes the feed's running, so she makes it regardless.]
Seriously, mate, I'm fine. Ease up.
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After a moment, Koltira notices that Chloe's dropped tablet is on and recording. He addresses it, his tone markedly more agitated than just a moment ago.]
Chloe is out of her mind. I know not why, but she had her own gun to her mouth.
[There's a short delay before Chloe speaks up, her voice unsteady and tired. It's a pale attempt at lying, but it goes without saying that she's embarrassed once she realizes the feed's running, so she makes it regardless.]
Seriously, mate, I'm fine. Ease up.
((ooc: Takes place after/during this log!)
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[Again, doubt creeps in. Fish don't fly, birds don't swim, and Chloe does not break down. At least, not without something hellacious triggering it. And no matter what he tries to think of he can't imagine what the hell that something could be.]