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Dodger // 3♥ ([personal profile] smokedout) wrote in [community profile] riverview2017-09-17 09:45 am

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[When the feed switches on, he's fixing his phone's position. His face isn't visible, but it is possible to see the outline of the wraps on his wrists, and the tattoos stretching up across his forearms.

Then he moves back to a stool set up in the room, perfectly lit and angled so that he's just barely obscured enough to show his silhouette without much detail in his appearance. He's not wearing his favorite hoodie for once, just a black band t-shirt with his silver necklace pulled out to be visible over the shirt. His gold necklace is still hidden under it.

The figure is in the middle of Eichi Tenshouin's bedroom, in the Tenshouin estate. Behind him, though the room is rather dark aside from a light he set up to light him from behind, the audience will be able to see a room that is mostly barren aside from a few posters of Wataru Hibiki, a bed and a desk covered in neatly-organized music sheets. It's a place that's really only recognizable if someone knew the original owner, and otherwise looks like a set rather than somewhere that someone lived.

For those who have yet to meet him, the figure in the video is Jamie Dodger. He's missing his right eye, there are deep scars across his face, and there are gauze wraps over his wrists that hide half of his forearms. For a man of only 25, he looks like he's walked through hell, but for once he isn't trying to boost up his street cred by threatening the network as a whole.

Instead he simply pulls out a guitar from behind the stool, and begins playing. The song he sings is slow and melancholy, a tribute for the man that he has spent nearly three weeks now mourning and is trying so hard to get over. Eichi had never gotten to hear him play... so he guesses it's sort of wishful thinking that playing publically would make him feel better about that, even if Eichi is no longer here to know it.

Though most people won't know the struggle that brought this song around, at least the music is good. Dodger is a skilled musician, and his voice is deep and gruff without sacrificing much range. More than anything, there's a lot of emotion in his singing. And when the song is over, he is silent for several seconds before getting up and wordlessly shutting off the feed.
]
onblackwings: (you are dead to me)

[personal profile] onblackwings 2017-09-20 10:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The last thing she wants to do right now is be still, she has things to do and places to go. She can typically put up with Dodger's antics because their goals align, but that isn't the case today. She doesn't relax under him, and looks no more pleased to have him settling down. ]

I'm not ignoring you. I told you, I'm busy. And weeks is barely anything, why should I care more now than usual?
supersweet: (Superman took to the skies)

[personal profile] supersweet 2017-09-20 11:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah. A few people chipped in to make sure I can keep the place.

[ Miss Jones hadn't been very pleased about it, but after checking to see if all the paperwork held up, plus Dick and Damian had helped out. It had taken some time, but things have mostly settled. ]

So I'm pretty okay. You just have to keep going.
onblackwings: being a human female is no longer fun (wait this bullshit is MONTHLY?)

[personal profile] onblackwings 2017-09-21 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
Why would you disappear?

[ Her tone is suddenly sharp, accusing, not at all liking the sound of that idea, and her attention follows suit. She may have been distanced lately from her human self, reminded keenly of her true nature — but that doesn't mean she never wants to see Dodger. He's enjoyable. And an ally, besides that. She'd really prefer he stay in this world. ]
onblackwings: (intent)

[personal profile] onblackwings 2017-09-21 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
[ She doesn't look at all soothed by his answer, and she still isn't in the mood for kissing. She pulls her head back, chin tipped up, no less sharp. ]

No, tell me what you mean. Are you planning to go somewhere?
onblackwings: (skeptic)

[personal profile] onblackwings 2017-09-21 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
[ He's always using this hair against her. She shouldn't even have hair, just smooth, sleek scales, difficult to find purchase agaisnt. The thought makes her more anxious than ever to get back to her work, and she puts a good, strong effort into sitting up against his weight. ]

If it doesn't matter, then get off of me. I'll give you an hour later.
onblackwings: i think YOUR shoes are ugly (oh yeah well)

[personal profile] onblackwings 2017-09-21 01:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Frustration grits her teeth, and she meets his cold look with a fiery one of growing irritation. ]

Respect here should be mutual. [ Which is generous of her, honestly. ] We're allies, aren't we? It's the only thing that's kept me this patient with you. But keep this up, and I might have to change my mind.

[ Despite the fact that she currently can't beat his strength and sit up. She'll figure something out if it comes to it. ]
onblackwings: (gurl whatchu say)

[personal profile] onblackwings 2017-09-21 01:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Wait. She'd thought dating meant allies. She freezes briefly, trying to work out what it does mean, what it could mean for this situation -- but at least one thing is definitely clear. They're not allies. Which explains why he isn't at all acting like one.

Her pause ends in a redouble of her struggle against him, hands twisting in his grasp to at least try and dig her nails into his hands.
]

Then get off of me, or I'll consider this a challenge.
onblackwings: (say what.)

[personal profile] onblackwings 2017-09-21 02:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It's.. disappointing, she thinks. She'd liked Dodger. She'd been satisfied to think she could depend on him, if needed. But now she's going to have to kill him. And she's not even sure why -- there was no cause for this aggression that she can see.

What a shame.

The burn at her wrists hurts, of course, but mostly she just looks disappointed. She stares at him through it, lip curled only slightly for the pain -- and then disappears. It's no invisibility, it seems she just vanishes entirely, leaving no trace of herself.
]
pundemic: (pic#11106242)

[personal profile] pundemic 2017-09-23 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
[in her oh-so-mature-manner, Ellie turns her video on long enough to flip him off and then disconnects.]
onblackwings: (wtf)

[personal profile] onblackwings 2017-09-23 06:14 am (UTC)(link)
[ In about ten minutes, a little brown sparrow appears at the window ledge outside. It's not particularly out of the ordinary, it merely sits and preens, as sparrows are wont to do. It also keeps an eye on the man inside the room. And it waits. But Khisanth isn't feeling particularly patient today, and in about half an hour it becomes apparent to her that she's going to have to take this into her own hands if she wants to go ahead with her day as initially planned.

Her magic is worked subtly, as ever, and the sparrow outside appears to pay no attention to Onyx's voice suddenly manifesting inside the room, from an untraceable source.
]

Don't you have anywhere to be?
supersweet: (I live in a world made of cardboard)

[personal profile] supersweet 2017-09-23 01:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Sure.

Are you, uh, lonely?

[ Jon doesn't quite get the loneliness adults may have. His life is simpler. More straightforward in terms of loneliness and how it manifests. He's seen glimmers of it in his parents. After all, they changed their names three times before they could be the Kents again. ]
supersweet: (I'm tired of "safe!")

[personal profile] supersweet 2017-09-23 02:02 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't . . . think they disappeared.

[ His voice is halting as Jon tries to put it into words. ]

And I don't think they forgot or like . . . meant to.
supersweet: (He will look like you)

[personal profile] supersweet 2017-09-23 02:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Jon blanches. He had known Eichi and had heard the weakness in his body, but he had no idea it was that bad. He opens and closes his mouth, looking worried. Instead he takes Dodger's hand with a quiet squeeze. ]

I think — I mean, if you kept him here, you would have hated yourself. And he would be unhappy.
Edited 2017-09-23 14:10 (UTC)

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