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avalononline2021-08-01 01:46 pm
corpsewarblade) wrote in avalononline2021-08-01 01:46 pm
Eighth: Swaying (Video; un: Fashiondiva)
(TW: panic-attacks, blood.)
Hey everyone! How's the summer heat treating you?
[Her smile seems even more forced than even her usual act- like she hoped that over-saturated grin would allow her to push her way past whatever it was bothering her.]
So July kinda... okay like, majorly ran away with me, so- So I'm gonna be hosting the Summer Fashion show on the 15th August, at the beach- we'll be doing... so, like, the morning theme will be summer styles, with swimwear in the afternoon. I'll put on a BBQ too!
I hope you guys are as- as excited as I am! It's gonna be, like, a total blast.
Any volunteers who want to help out would be super duper appreciated, so just... lemme know, 'kay?
[The camera seems to be trembling. Mukuro takes a deep breath, before her expression turns more troubled.]
S-so, uh- like I don't have any issues with the Traders normally, they've always given me good stuff but- just a heads up that after the Celliwig thing they're in a bit of a- let's just say weird-ass mood?? Or- or maybe it's just me, I dunno... Anyone else have any problems with them this month?
Like, I just turned up- I mean, yeah, okay I usually go earlier in the day but I didn't think they'd close up shop too early, you know? Anyway I just turned up and was taking my time making up my mind and-
And they were totally all 'Oh hey! We brought you some stuff we thought you might like because you're, totally like, a loyal customer and all that'. Not in those words but-
[Another pause, swallowing back the anxious tears pricking up in her eyes as she tried to work out what to say.]
Okay no but seriously- seriously what the flying fuck are they on?!
[And with that, she carefully lifted up something in one, shaky hand- a spear of such a dark grey metal that it almost looked black. It tapered into a sharp point, and had small grooves near the blunt side that were almost reminiscent of ballistic markings.
Most noticeably, the tip and centre showed hints of dried blood.]
I- I dunno what they expect someone like me to do with this kinda thing- you know?
[And with that faltering, she'll fumble with her phone- attempting and failing to flick to a private setting.]
...Hey, Darin, can you like, make it into a sword or- or anything? Um- crap meant to private that part- sorry-
Hey everyone! How's the summer heat treating you?
[Her smile seems even more forced than even her usual act- like she hoped that over-saturated grin would allow her to push her way past whatever it was bothering her.]
So July kinda... okay like, majorly ran away with me, so- So I'm gonna be hosting the Summer Fashion show on the 15th August, at the beach- we'll be doing... so, like, the morning theme will be summer styles, with swimwear in the afternoon. I'll put on a BBQ too!
I hope you guys are as- as excited as I am! It's gonna be, like, a total blast.
Any volunteers who want to help out would be super duper appreciated, so just... lemme know, 'kay?
[The camera seems to be trembling. Mukuro takes a deep breath, before her expression turns more troubled.]
S-so, uh- like I don't have any issues with the Traders normally, they've always given me good stuff but- just a heads up that after the Celliwig thing they're in a bit of a- let's just say weird-ass mood?? Or- or maybe it's just me, I dunno... Anyone else have any problems with them this month?
Like, I just turned up- I mean, yeah, okay I usually go earlier in the day but I didn't think they'd close up shop too early, you know? Anyway I just turned up and was taking my time making up my mind and-
And they were totally all 'Oh hey! We brought you some stuff we thought you might like because you're, totally like, a loyal customer and all that'. Not in those words but-
[Another pause, swallowing back the anxious tears pricking up in her eyes as she tried to work out what to say.]
Okay no but seriously- seriously what the flying fuck are they on?!
[And with that, she carefully lifted up something in one, shaky hand- a spear of such a dark grey metal that it almost looked black. It tapered into a sharp point, and had small grooves near the blunt side that were almost reminiscent of ballistic markings.
Most noticeably, the tip and centre showed hints of dried blood.]
I- I dunno what they expect someone like me to do with this kinda thing- you know?
[And with that faltering, she'll fumble with her phone- attempting and failing to flick to a private setting.]
...Hey, Darin, can you like, make it into a sword or- or anything? Um- crap meant to private that part- sorry-
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[Truth be told, her cheerful demeanour was somewhat forced. After all, what else could she do? She wanted to push the spear as far back into her mind as she could.]
Wanna go find seats?
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[Maya picks an open table, for two if neither is planning on a meal, and sits so she can see the door. Just, one of those things.]
Was your detour successful?
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Yeah, I left it with Darin...we're gonna try and reforge it into something not awful.
...Seriously, I can't even with this day.
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Is kind of a messed up thing, even for here. Not sure what sort of thing you could turn that into that isn't just- the same as it was, but different.
[Breaking it down, maybe, reforging it into a new weapon means it's still a thing that kills. Just not as long.]
But we're here to try to get it out of mind as well as just out of sight. Got any new fashion work you're not ready to show off?