-15.8 ml- [Accidental Video]
Aug. 10th, 2010 11:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pilot_princess[Because, once again, Gulliver was playing with it. Anemone's standing in front of the cracked mirror on her wall, in her pajamas with the shirt unbuttoned, unraveling bandages. Once the stained cloth's moved away, Anemone hisses softly. The wound is dark and discolored, even a little puffy. She leans a little closer to the mirror, Gulliver stopping his communicator-sniffing inspection to look over at her.]
Shit... [Bruised and infected. And a little hard to see in the dark, but that doesn't stop Anemone from messing with it anyway. She sighs and leans her head against the mirror, touching her forehead with the back of her hand.]
It's hideous... For once, I'm glad Dominic's not here... [And her eyes turn over to the little fuzzball on the bed.] But maybe cake will fix it...
Right... Gulliv--
[He flops forward and leans on the communicator. The screen goes black.]
One day I'm going to ground you from touching that, I swear... silly fluffball.
Shit... [Bruised and infected. And a little hard to see in the dark, but that doesn't stop Anemone from messing with it anyway. She sighs and leans her head against the mirror, touching her forehead with the back of her hand.]
It's hideous... For once, I'm glad Dominic's not here... [And her eyes turn over to the little fuzzball on the bed.] But maybe cake will fix it...
Right... Gulliv--
[He flops forward and leans on the communicator. The screen goes black.]
One day I'm going to ground you from touching that, I swear... silly fluffball.
