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[errandry]

[ from the recording, the noise boils out of the speakers in a torrent of shrieks and chanting and drums. impressions are almost shockingly crisp: the vaulted ceilings, torches leering from the dark, carved idols with all their spines and horns. figures flicker in and out of focus as the recording darts past—stripped bare, every one. well, it's only manners in a cult to go naked to a ritual sacrifice, isn't it?

the tide of sound rises. they're shouting a single name. Esaimu, Esaimu, Esaimu—! ]



[ then, of course, the camera zeroes in to a figure on the outskirts. for a boy surrounded by naked women, he sure looks traumatised. ]

E... saimu...



[ meanwhile, very clearly from the present— ]

I'm totally gonna wreck the video on this thing. How'd it even get inside my mind?!

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[video]

[triessence.livejournal.com]

Do you want your clothes to smell like cherry blossoms?

[video]

[aettir.livejournal.com]

Dammit, it'll take ten tries to wash that out! Akito!

[ bam! and the recording blurs white as Kazu races home to protect his possessions. X( ]

[video] -> [offline?]

[triessence.livejournal.com]

[ See shirts. ]

[ See Kazu's shirts, being dropped into the washing machine. ]

[offline?]

[aettir.livejournal.com]

[ It takes a few minutes, but a boy hits the floor beside the washing machine. ]

Oi—we had a treaty for this!

[triessence.livejournal.com]

[ -by then, Akito had a full container full of fabric softener held over the washing machine. ]

Maybe you should just tell me, then.

[aettir.livejournal.com]

You're three thousand and six hundred years too early to start blackmailing me!

[ Kazu, luckily, had momentum to work with. Catching at the back of Akito's shirt, he hauled away. ]

[triessence.livejournal.com]

[ Oops, you've caught him. ]

[ Except when Kazu pulled at his shirt, his hand lost the very light grip he had on the cup, dropping the whole thing down into the washing machine while Akito stumbled back into the pull. ]

I still have air fresheners, and plenty of scented candles.

Hands off, else Agito will kick you in the face.

[aettir.livejournal.com]

[ Momentum was all he needed anyway; with Akito spinning out of the way, Kazu threw himself forward to catch the cup. Apparently this was all his training was going to amount to in the City—that, and an incurable habit of wearing A-Ts indoors. Just as planned??

He looked at Akito with a certain dark resentment. ]

You're gonna need 'em all soon if you keep going.

[triessence.livejournal.com]

[ This is an apartment for awesome air trecking kids, after all. Wearing them indoors is the best way to kill the flooring. ]

[ But, he was giving up at that; working too hard for something he wasn't all that interested in anyway didn't sound very fun at all. ]

You're no fun.