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thefarshore2017-03-03 08:03 am
lionhearrt) wrote in thefarshore2017-03-03 08:03 am
Heaven's BBS | Video | Calling You Out
From: Ra
Date: June 21st
[ Sand. Ocean. Sky. Sand. The device is thrown on a bank recording a blaze of fire and at its center stands Mikoto. He's grinning, eyes bright with anticipation as an amoeba-like ayakashi charges in. The Red King stares down his opponent and smirks when it charges. He breathes in, compressing his powers, and with a small grunt releases an explosion of red that erupts like a dormant volcano driving away the creature. Mikoto stands on melted sand watching it flee as flames cover him like a second skin. Beneath him, molten sand begins to cool into glass that reflects the sun. Mikoto turns then, red eyes staring into the camera. He smiles, a thought sliding into place. ]
Njord
Freyja
Inanna
We need to talk.
[ The steps forward but stops when a secondary thought slips in undetected and on a whim -- ]
Guan Yu, you too.
[ooc: he's calling out the gods of his men, plus the blue. ]
Date: June 21st
[ Sand. Ocean. Sky. Sand. The device is thrown on a bank recording a blaze of fire and at its center stands Mikoto. He's grinning, eyes bright with anticipation as an amoeba-like ayakashi charges in. The Red King stares down his opponent and smirks when it charges. He breathes in, compressing his powers, and with a small grunt releases an explosion of red that erupts like a dormant volcano driving away the creature. Mikoto stands on melted sand watching it flee as flames cover him like a second skin. Beneath him, molten sand begins to cool into glass that reflects the sun. Mikoto turns then, red eyes staring into the camera. He smiles, a thought sliding into place. ]
Njord
Freyja
Inanna
We need to talk.
[ The steps forward but stops when a secondary thought slips in undetected and on a whim -- ]
Guan Yu, you too.
[ooc: he's calling out the gods of his men, plus the blue. ]
no subject
He shrugs, a smile tugging at his lips. ]
no subject
Whatever. If he's so controlling and creepy and secretive and is willing to not have any more direct contact with her, so much the better. Good riddance.
She hangs up.]