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circumitus) wrote in prismatica2020-08-01 12:25 am
004✖; (audio @ hot.damn | August 2nd; during Sanguis Moon)
[...Well, it looks like there's supposed to be video, but the screen is black.
[Audio-wise, you're privy to just a bunch of thrashing for a few seconds, catching a frantic and frustrated "god-DAMMIT" and "fuck fuck fuck" and "just move, you useless piece of shit!" It's a voice and string of expletives that should be familiar to some who know Rey. In general it sounds disconcerting, with an identifiable amount of metal clanging and other hefty objects hurling about (cue stock cat scream) -- before a heavy thud shakes the screen. The feed drags across what looks to be pavement and some scattered rubbish.]
Got you! Fucking finally...
[The video moves, but the feed remains a blur as Rey hadn't intended to select facetime before things got out of control -- by "things" meaning... her own body. Only a few details can be made out in the bleary visual quality, and that's a patch of red-orange scales and some sharp, gritting teeth.]
Need... help. [Despite her exhaustion made clear in the fraught audio and her labored breaths, it's speaking those words in particular that strains her the most.]
Have to come here. Level Three.
Legs're gone. Can't walk.
[Both the audio and visual then cuts abruptly. As you can tell, Rey is having a bad time this Sanguis cycle.]
[Audio-wise, you're privy to just a bunch of thrashing for a few seconds, catching a frantic and frustrated "god-DAMMIT" and "fuck fuck fuck" and "just move, you useless piece of shit!" It's a voice and string of expletives that should be familiar to some who know Rey. In general it sounds disconcerting, with an identifiable amount of metal clanging and other hefty objects hurling about (cue stock cat scream) -- before a heavy thud shakes the screen. The feed drags across what looks to be pavement and some scattered rubbish.]
Got you! Fucking finally...
[The video moves, but the feed remains a blur as Rey hadn't intended to select facetime before things got out of control -- by "things" meaning... her own body. Only a few details can be made out in the bleary visual quality, and that's a patch of red-orange scales and some sharp, gritting teeth.]
Need... help. [Despite her exhaustion made clear in the fraught audio and her labored breaths, it's speaking those words in particular that strains her the most.]
Have to come here. Level Three.
Legs're gone. Can't walk.
[Both the audio and visual then cuts abruptly. As you can tell, Rey is having a bad time this Sanguis cycle.]
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I am not normally in the habit of giving lifts.
[ Just, you know, to be clear. He doesn't really like playing steed. This is a moment of weakness, clearly. ]
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Oh good. Don't normally make a habit of asking for them, either. [As interesting as it'd be to find out what riding a dragon feels like on the regular, Rey's reached her limit for the day.
[That said, she accepts his generosity for now, fumbling over as best she can without landing on her face. Instead, she's crawling up his side, using anything she can to hold onto. Luckily, Sanguis hasn't affected her upper body strength in any way.]