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[06 - Video] Acceptance?
Mar. 5th, 2012 01:56 pm[The video clicks on to show a rather tired-looking Tammy; the angle is odd, and she adjusts it until it's more straight than it was. She's got her arms folded under her head and is probably laying on her bed. you can just see her Furby in the crook of one arm, behind her head.]
The writing's back. This tattoo is like one of those electronic anklets they put on parolees, only instead of simply confining me to an area, it starts punishing me if I don't do show and tell often enough.
[The Furby opens its eyes and whistles, and somewhere else in the room an answering whistle and chatter fills the room. Tammy lets the Furby's talk to themselves for a minute before she continues.]
Cap'n, just wanted to let you know, I haven't seen your friend. And...I haven't found any sign of the Doc, either. I think he might really be gone.
[Tammy turns her head to mumble something into her arms, then sighs and rubs her eyes against her sleeve before looking back at the screen.]
Bartimaeus. I'm ready.
The writing's back. This tattoo is like one of those electronic anklets they put on parolees, only instead of simply confining me to an area, it starts punishing me if I don't do show and tell often enough.
[The Furby opens its eyes and whistles, and somewhere else in the room an answering whistle and chatter fills the room. Tammy lets the Furby's talk to themselves for a minute before she continues.]
Cap'n, just wanted to let you know, I haven't seen your friend. And...I haven't found any sign of the Doc, either. I think he might really be gone.
[Tammy turns her head to mumble something into her arms, then sighs and rubs her eyes against her sleeve before looking back at the screen.]
Bartimaeus. I'm ready.
