[video; backdated to 21st]

[blastiafreak]

[The first thing seen is stomping feet--mismatched boots and tights, obviously Rita's--pacing furiously in the study. Pacing isn't something she normally does, but with this much nervous energy and frustration to work off-]

I can't believe he left like that...That jerk. [She mutters angrily, and finally raises the device to speak into it like she originally intended.] The old man's gone! He's left the City, and he didn't even say a single goodbye, complaint, or even a perverted comment!

[And with that, she chucks a book onto the floor, fumes for a moment, and kicks a bookshelf for good measure.]

[ooc: As stated, backdated to yesterday! Raven's gone, and Rita's cursed...So advance apologies for anyone she rages at.]

Comments

[cateyedhunter.livejournal.com]

He probably didn't want to get a book thrown at him.

[blastiafreak]

[She looks visibly horrified for a second before her face reddens--because damnit that weekend that seriously didn't actually happen!]

I-I'll throw one at you next!

[cateyedhunter.livejournal.com]

[Oh, that weekend. It'll always be...memorable to Kanone~]

Would you do that to me?

[blastiafreak]

[She wishes it wasn't memorable at all. Forget it, Kanone, forget all about it!]

No--I'd throw more than that!

[cateyedhunter.livejournal.com]

[He'll never forget those wonderful days!]

Like what?

[blastiafreak]

[She says he's delusional! It never happened!]

Like a whole shelf, or a chair. What the hell does it matter?

[cateyedhunter.livejournal.com]

[But but...they have a son! :( ]

The violence is really unnecessary.

[blastiafreak]

[N-never! She won't believe it!]

Who cares if it's necessary?

[cateyedhunter.livejournal.com]

[She better! >:| ]

Me, your possible target.

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[brokemysmolder.livejournal.com]

Wait, so there's a way to leave?

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[blastiafreak]

Of course there is. You just won't find it anywhere!

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[brokemysmolder.livejournal.com]

Your friend found it!

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[blastiafreak]

He wouldn't know an exit if he tripped over one!

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[brokemysmolder.livejournal.com]

Then how did he get out?

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[blastiafreak]

The City sent him home, all right? It happens at random, any time, and you have no control over where or how it happens!

[She's not normally this grouchy, really! Not...quite.]

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[brokemysmolder.livejournal.com]

Oh come on, there's got to be SOME kind of exit! How else do they send you home?

[It's all right. Flynn is normally this much of a troll.]

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[blastiafreak]

How about the same way you get here? Nobody knows how, it just happens!

[Clearly, this will be a wonderful relationship~]

[notflynn.livejournal.com]

[Ah...good old Rita.]

I've never seen you so happy before.

[blastiafreak]

Oh, yeah, I'm just thrilled I don't have to see his lame face anymore.

[Grump, grump. Luckily for Yuri, he's...Yuri and thus gets a little less anger.]

[notflynn.livejournal.com]

I can tell.

[Awww Rita &hearts]

[blastiafreak]

Why didn't he say anything?

[notflynn.livejournal.com]

Not sure he had much of a choice.

[blastiafreak]

I know, but-

[Kicking that bookshelf again! It's a poor Raven substitute, though. Doesn't complain.]

[notflynn.livejournal.com]

But?

[blastiafreak]

...Nothing. It's--He just disappeared like that...

[She expects him to pop out from somewhere, pretending it was some lame joke.]