Entry tags:
- angel,
- bran stark,
- dave strider,
- derek hale,
- greg spector,
- hikaru sulu (xi),
- ianto jones,
- james potter,
- john mitchell,
- l "ryuuzaki" lawliet,
- leonard "bones" mccoy (xi),
- lydia martin,
- merlin,
- mozzie,
- peter bishop,
- river song,
- river tam,
- robb stark,
- simon tam,
- thranduil,
- tom mcnair,
- tony stark,
- topher brink
oo1 ∞ video / text
[ for optimal viewing pleasure, please see the following and allow to run in the background as you enjoy this recording. though the only thing currently in the feed is an angled shot of the treetops in the gardens, this is not an accidental video. there's rustling in the background, like something's moving fast through the leaves coming closer, and it is moving.
a couple seconds later, myfanwy comes flying overhead, a small black shape on her back. it might not be terribly difficult to discern what it is, but don't worry if you miss it, because the pteranodon makes a screech and a sharp turn, sending the shape tumbling off her back towards the device.
river rolls over the feed when she hits the ground, dressed in her tq crew uniform with the legs cut into shorts, hair tied up in a messy bun and hands covered with fingerless black gloves that hardly fit her at all. sky-diving experts or anyone with military training might notice her roll is perfectly controlled to minimise damage, and when she comes back into view, her eyes are wide with adrenaline but she doesn't seem particularly bothered by her fall. ]
Test five. Flight successful. Notes: need to meet higher altitude, consider construction of a harness; ask permission first. No hard turns.
[ she looks away for a second and blinks. ]
I skinned my knees.
[ oops? that's all she says before cutting off the feed. a second later, she attaches a text message. ]
needed:
[ namely: simon's services and stolen goods. double oops? river's permission post is, as always, right yonder with all the necessary warnings and what have you! ]
a couple seconds later, myfanwy comes flying overhead, a small black shape on her back. it might not be terribly difficult to discern what it is, but don't worry if you miss it, because the pteranodon makes a screech and a sharp turn, sending the shape tumbling off her back towards the device.
river rolls over the feed when she hits the ground, dressed in her tq crew uniform with the legs cut into shorts, hair tied up in a messy bun and hands covered with fingerless black gloves that hardly fit her at all. sky-diving experts or anyone with military training might notice her roll is perfectly controlled to minimise damage, and when she comes back into view, her eyes are wide with adrenaline but she doesn't seem particularly bothered by her fall. ]
Test five. Flight successful. Notes: need to meet higher altitude, consider construction of a harness; ask permission first. No hard turns.
[ she looks away for a second and blinks. ]
I skinned my knees.
[ oops? that's all she says before cutting off the feed. a second later, she attaches a text message. ]
needed:
- driving goggles ( 1 )
- cowboy hat ( 2 )
- chocolate ( dark pref. )
- colors ( blue unnecessary )
- tour guide
[ namely: simon's services and stolen goods. double oops? river's permission post is, as always, right yonder with all the necessary warnings and what have you! ]
voice »
Cross my heart.
voice »
I'd say and hope to die, but not a big fan of that on this ship. If I run late, come bother me. I suck at sticking to schedules.
voice »
Time is a fallacious concept built on the phases of celestial bodies that may or may not even be within this galaxy. Schedules are lame.
voice »
The lamest. Not going to hold me to one?
voice »
Not unless you want me to.
voice »
Not even remotely. [ a beat. ] I'll get it to you soon enough then.
[ and then he ends the feed and you're a new favorite river, the end. ]