video | may30th

[realimperfect]

[ The chatter of people all around comes through first, Re-l’s pale face focused and frowning as she shifts through crowds, occasionally murmuring an ‘excuse me’ and at others just shoving her way through. She waits until she’s in a break in the crowd, a quiet spot in the street, before sighing, finally facing her communicator.

She doesn’t seem sure of how to word what she’s thinking, pausing for a moment. ]

I can’t find Vincent. He was supposed to be patrolling Outer Residential Quarter one during the riots and I haven’t been able to contact or find him since… [ Almost paranoid that he’d appear out of no where now she looks up again, watching the people go by, shoulders sagging as she comes up empty again. ]

If anyone sees him, I would appreciate it if someone would let him know I’m looking for him –

Re-l!

[ Her head jerks up, for a moment, catching a flash of orange jumpsuit, communicator forgotten in a flash of orange and a flurry of movement. Neither of them think about the fact she’s talking to her communicator, and the next discernable image is of her pale face pressed against Vincent’s chest, his fingers threading through her hair.

There’s a pretty clear smear of make-up down the front of his clothes.. but neither of them seem to notice, for a moment.

And just this once, she’ll be willing to concede the moment to Death City, cracking a blue eye open to murmur. ]

Nevermind, I’ve found him. However, please let us know if anyone is in need of assistance in the area in the next few hours. My apartment isn’t in bad shape, so I would rather spend the type helping those who’ve lost more….

Thank you.

( OOC: Feel free to make kissey noises, ask for assistance etc, and make fun of Re-l and Vince! They'll both respond, etc etc. Also, the fanart that inspired it all, just in case you like visuals.)

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[procuracy]

[ ... okay. all of the housework. but he'd be willing to regardless, especially if it made Re-l happier, so...! and yeah, there's no need for that Re-l...

her sighing is managing to dishearten him slightly, though; seeing her so upset about it all is upsetting him more and more... he reaches for her hand when she mentions making dinner, already eager to try. ]

Right. Then let's head to the kitchen and see what we can make. [ and without another word, he leads her back to the kitchen, doing his best to avoid the debris on the floor and making a straight beeline for the pantry. Opening it reveals a partially rifled through, but still intact pantry full of food, and he's already digging through to see what they have. after a minute or two, he pulls out a box of spaghetti. ]

What about spaghetti?

[realimperfect]

Alright. [ She follows him without complaint, glad to have him around to do some of the cooking. Considering that she'd had to have a crash course on cooking from different people when she arrived, this was a welcome reprieve. Plus, she now gets to show off the little things she picked up in the mean time. Re-l's brows furrow as she takes in her rifled through pantry, pushing her hair away from her face.

She could use a shower too. But later, for that. ]

Why the hell would they go through our food? Spaghetti is fine. I can make the sauce, if you want me to..