35 - Audio, Text - I'm too tired to use filters.

[ichoosefight]

[ Audio ]

I'm back. That means crisis averted, right? Or at least ended. Whatever. [ A groan. She sounds beat all to hell and exhausted. ]

Feel like I was hit by a bus... that tried to dissect me.

[ Steph fumbles tiredly with the communicator a little, finally getting it set on Video so you can see the infirmary and confirm that yes, she looks tired, but relatively healthy. She doesn't have that "I haven't slept in days" look that death-tollers have. She gives the camera a sleepy little smile before turning serious. ]

Hey, uh, has anybody seen my backpack? It's... sort of dark green, pretty average looking? I had it when I... whatever I did. Got hit by a metaphysical bus. Anyway, it didn't make it to the infirmary with me. Do we have a lost and found here? We should start a lost and found.

[ Private to Tim and Dick, added a little later ]

[ She dun goofed. But Tim asked her to let him know, and Dick should probably know too. So. Somebody looks tired and upset with herself! ]

In the future, if you can at all help it, don't let me use this thing until I've had coffee.


[ooc | Forward-dated to tomorrow because my memo-machine is broken ]

Comments

video

[maskurbates]

[A chuckle.]

Oh, how I've missed that sound. Brings back some memories, don't it?

voice

[ichoosefight.livejournal.com]

[ After a minute she reaches down to pick up the stupid communicator and turn off the video feed. ]

Screw you.

voice then

[maskurbates]

I don't hear the magic word.

voice!

[ichoosefight.livejournal.com]

Abra kadabra.

voice

[maskurbates]

The other magic word, pumpkin.

voice

[ichoosefight.livejournal.com]

What the hell do you want?

voice

[maskurbates]

To catch up with you over lattes. We never talk anymore. Let me into your life, Stephie.

voice

[ichoosefight.livejournal.com]

You're dead.

voice

[maskurbates]

So are you.

voice

[ichoosefight.livejournal.com]

[ ...You know what? Yeah. Let's go with that. ]

Glad we had this talk.

voice

[maskurbates]

Me too.

So. What are you doing in the infirmary?

voice

[ichoosefight.livejournal.com]

None of your damn business. What, have you been hiding under a rock since you got here? [ If so, Steph wishes she had known. She might have gotten out more. ]

voice

[maskurbates]

[His voice sounds hurt.]

I've been staying in my room like the model inmate.

voice

[ichoosefight.livejournal.com]

Yeah right. You saw the big guy with the evil sword and hid, didn't you, you disgusting little-- [ Dammit she could have gone to the gym. ]

voice

[maskurbates]

You know, I thought I heard a commotion, but really...I'm above the petty arguments of prisoners.

Could you describe the guy?

voice

[ichoosefight.livejournal.com]

No.

voice

[maskurbates]

Wow, that's incredibly rude. I see you still haven't learned any manners, but I can't say I'm too surprised.

voice

[ichoosefight.livejournal.com]

You don't deserve manners.

voice

[maskurbates]

I've been nothing but polite with you.

voice

[ichoosefight.livejournal.com]

[ There aren't even words. She's just glaring at the communicator now, wishing that she'd been the one to pull the trigger. ]

voice

[maskurbates]

I can hear you breathing on the other end, sweetheart.

voice

[ichoosefight.livejournal.com]

I have nothing to say to you.

voice

[maskurbates]

I could always tell when you were lying, Miss Brown.

voice

[ichoosefight.livejournal.com]

[ Lying, is she? Because the feed just clicked off B| ]

voice

[grayatonement]

There has to be something better you can do with your time than torment a teenage girl.