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riverview2017-10-01 10:16 pm
realimperfect) wrote in riverview2017-10-01 10:16 pm
oo1. ( video - - early hours of october 2nd )
[ The video feed opens to a mostly dark room, a diffused light somewhere in the room providing enough light with which to see Re-L. It’s nearly 3 AM at the time of recording, and yet there she is, lounged on some piece of furniture in her apartment, a small throw rug over her feet, the soft patter of rain in the background.
She leans forward to settle the communicator on a table, pushing a stray piece of bang too short to make her ponytail behind her ear as she straightens again. Many things, of late, have had her thinking. Perhaps a little too much, but it wouldn’t be a day in Re-L’s world without a little over thinking and, perhaps, idle musing. Piling thoughts related to how, maybe, things could have been different in her home world had things aligned different, how exactly she may have landed herself here.. etcetera.
An abandoned book sits beside her, which seems to indicate she’s been up too late reading, thinking a little too much in the rain as a precipitant to this : ]
Does anyone else here ever wonder about how, maybe, things could have turned out differently if only you’d… done things differently? Behaved differently or been.. made a different person?
Perhaps listened to directives instead of blatantly disobeying and following your instincts.. asking fewer questions.. ?
[ Blue eyes narrow slightly as lightning streaks above her, a roll of thunder loud enough to hear over the communicator seeming to distract her for a moment. ]
That’s the problem with questions and finding their answers - - A lie is the truth until you recognize it as a lie, and by then, you can’t take back the question.
That’s the problem with my questions, really, I still haven’t quite figured out how to start taking them back -
[ Re-L stops before completing that thought, a small ‘mrrp!’ sounding as a little kitten with black and brown spots climbs his way up the couch to her, which.. seems to shock her for all of a second before she’s reaching to gently detach him from the sofa material with a tut, the other hand reaching to shut the device off since who knows how long this will take - ]
Atlas, can you not climb every damn thing in this apartment?
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Not entirely. Like I said, sometimes it's a good... release of tension. Distraction from .. everything. [ Considering everything was survival in her version of Earth, it isn't really hard to guess what she needs or wants distraction from. She sighs, looking away from the camera for a moment as she watches Atlas scrabble off to play with some thing or another. It's a good distraction to pull out of the subject of 'home' -
Since she's promptly diving down to pull him back in to her lap. ]
Really, the carpet now? I have all kinds of things for you!
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They say you buy cats a ton of toys, and they'l chose to play with the bag you brought them home in.
[ he's found his will play with just about anything. ]
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[ Pino was a bit of a blessing and a curse. She helped to keep Vincent distracted with play time and trying whatever hair brained scheme they'd come up with now. Sometimes, she wore on her last nerve, but most times it all kind of evened out where it counted. She was useful for things, after all, just.. less than Kristeeva presumably. Re-L does tend to be a bit harsh with her, at any rate -
The little autoreiv wore on her nerves more quickly than her pride was willing to admit. ]
I'd say whoever this 'they' is they're correct. Thankfully the bag was paper instead of plastic... it's actually still on the floor in my living room because he seems to like it so much.
... I may have to go back and get one of those cave like beds if he keeps up liking it. Give him a place to hide.
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[ Sigh. It's kind of hilarious to watch, actually. He pretty much watches them do all sorts of goofy things like that. They're really kind of adorable. He sighs happily when he hears something in the background. A kitten working it's way up to the counter. He gets up for a moment to move her, returning with Aiman, the little black kitten, in tow. ]
Cave beds are great. They like it. I have a couple and the kittens used to pile on each other inside.
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... Are you sure the cat is liking it? I mean, aren't they prone to getting stuck in those things and then scaring themselves?
[ She's been shown cat videos, Otabek... enough of them to know these things happen. Just don't ask the context in which she was shown these things because she definitely won't answer. ]
Atlas seems to like small spaces like that so.. I'll have to grab one on the way back from my grocery shop tomorrow. Provided those.. spirits aren't still lurking around too closely..
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[ He loves her, though. Clearly. She heard her name and comes prancing over from play. ]
Ah...yeah. Those. They're troublesome.
[ He almost forgot about it. ]
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Less clever, hm? [ That seems like a shot at the little cat, Otabek, but she's not going to call him on it. Instead she turns to watch what Atlas is up to off camera, apparently finding it to be acceptable as she turns back to the screen. Watching small animals was pretty much like treating them like children, so far as she can tell.
.. The circumstances just happen to be that she has little to no experience with either. ]
Yes, very much so. I've been... staying inside as much as possible, lately.
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She finds herself in much more trouble than the others.
[ Half-smile when he says it. ]
I've been trying to avoid them. I can't stay in as much as I'd like to avoid them.