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eversohungry) wrote2013-06-09 04:45 pm
eversohungry) wrote2013-06-09 04:45 pm
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[Written/Audio/Action] Transmission 004 - In Which Vastra's Carpet Is Ruined
[Backdated to the morning of June 4th.]
[Written]
I am afraid that a rather unfortunate accident has occurred in Community Housing 1 on the first floor. My carpet caught fire last night, as well as a few other things inside my rooms. I apologize for the smell of smoke, but I assure you it was entirely necessary at the time. Today I will be removing the offending articles and I sincerely hope that will do something for the smell. Until then I can only ask for your understanding.
[Audio]
[The recording comes a scant few seconds after the notice about the carpet. Vastra's tone is certainly annoyed and clipped.]
And while I did set my own carpet on fire, it was the product of an extremely ill-spirited joke that was inflicted on me last night. The details of which are unimportant save for this: something must be done about Loki. He remains under the influence of a spirit and I can only reason that the level of his 'pranks' will most likely escalate and could very easily get someone killed.
But I am almost certain this cannot be accomplished by only myself. If you are a friend of his, he needs help that is most likely beyond my ability alone. I will be at home, Community Housing 1, first floor, number four, if discussion must be conducted in person.
[Action]
[While waiting for responses, Vastra is setting to cleaning out her apartment of everything that was burned. Rugs, an endtable, a small sofa... everything is being assembled in a small pile to go outside the housing building. But she's almost certain the stink is never going to leave.]
[At least she's still alive, despite the severity of the situation. It could have gone in a very different direction--and Vastra can't help but wonder if Loki would have put a stop to it if her life had been in more serious danger. She sighs and puts the pointless question to the back of her mind and continues working.]
[Written]
I am afraid that a rather unfortunate accident has occurred in Community Housing 1 on the first floor. My carpet caught fire last night, as well as a few other things inside my rooms. I apologize for the smell of smoke, but I assure you it was entirely necessary at the time. Today I will be removing the offending articles and I sincerely hope that will do something for the smell. Until then I can only ask for your understanding.
[Audio]
[The recording comes a scant few seconds after the notice about the carpet. Vastra's tone is certainly annoyed and clipped.]
And while I did set my own carpet on fire, it was the product of an extremely ill-spirited joke that was inflicted on me last night. The details of which are unimportant save for this: something must be done about Loki. He remains under the influence of a spirit and I can only reason that the level of his 'pranks' will most likely escalate and could very easily get someone killed.
But I am almost certain this cannot be accomplished by only myself. If you are a friend of his, he needs help that is most likely beyond my ability alone. I will be at home, Community Housing 1, first floor, number four, if discussion must be conducted in person.
[Action]
[While waiting for responses, Vastra is setting to cleaning out her apartment of everything that was burned. Rugs, an endtable, a small sofa... everything is being assembled in a small pile to go outside the housing building. But she's almost certain the stink is never going to leave.]
[At least she's still alive, despite the severity of the situation. It could have gone in a very different direction--and Vastra can't help but wonder if Loki would have put a stop to it if her life had been in more serious danger. She sighs and puts the pointless question to the back of her mind and continues working.]
[Action]
The word 'shit' mercifully never passed his lips, but Jack was left to stare a bit as he realized his terrible misfortune on so boldly hitting on the dinosaur woman from his floor. That hideous sense of recognition hit him all at once and he felt like kicking himself. But he knew better than to do that. He just realized this was not going to be nearly as enjoyable as he hoped.
If only she'd been around when he'd been a dragon...
"Miss Vastra. Nice to meet you, face to face. Finally."
[Action]
"A pleasure to see you, Mr. Horner. Please, come in," she said, pulling the door open further. "I would apologize for the state of the place but, well, you already know plenty about it."
[Action]
Jack tsked as he noted the burnt carpets. "Imaginary leeches. Hell of a thing, aren't they?"
[Action]
"The possession created some very interesting problems for us all. Though I hadn't expected them to be quite so... life-threatening."
[Action]
"Which one did you get? I had that healing one."
[Action]
"I had whichever one caused excessive amounts of static electricity," Vastra sighed as she shuffled towards the door, carrying the trunk and somehow squeezing through sideways. "It was terribly inconvenient, I did nothing but apologize to complete strangers all day."
[Action]
[Action]
"Well, I can safely say I've never had 'the wispy kind' love me before. So I suppose you have the one-up on me."
He sure did impress her with his ability to attract wispy women. Yes indeed.
[Action]
[Action]
[Action]
[Action]
His personality.
"However I don't think I know enough about you to comment on your identity."
[Action]