11 October 2009 @ 07:07 am
Eighteenth Duel [Accidental Video Post]  
[Click. The video starts recording face up toward... a hand? More than likely Utena's hand, even if she doesn't seem to notice it. She can be heard walking a few steps, along with the faint sloshing sound of water being shifted around in an old metal bucket.

After a moment, she ends up setting each of the items down one at a time. The communicator down on its side, and the bucket located somewhere off screen. For the moment, only the girl's shoes can be seen, and something can be heard being dipped into water and promptly pulled out. Soon she can be seen walking away with an old shoe brush in hand, dripping with water from the bristles. From this distance, the viewer can see that she standing in front of one of the walls Sho Minamimoto vandalized, dressed in an old hand-me-down blue jogging outfit with her hair tied back into a pony tail. Strangely enough, some of the tips of her hair seem to be stained with red.

Some of the paint on the wall has already been scrubbed away in some places, but just barely. As she rubs the shoe brush against the wall, Utena can be heard muttering incoherently but vehemently on occasion before the recording times out.
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Current Location: Outside the Gohl Avenue Rowhouse
Current Mood: grumpy
 
 
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[identity profile] to-blossom.livejournal.com on October 12th, 2009 07:33 am (UTC)
Thanks a lot, Jackie!

I really, really appreciate it.

Just come up to Gohl Avenue, and I'll show you where I have my stuff set up.

[...] Uh... one more thing. Try not to laugh at my hair when you see me, okay? I ended up getting red spray paint on it, and not all of it has washed out yet.
[identity profile] loyal-inferno.livejournal.com on October 12th, 2009 07:51 am (UTC)
It's no problem!

Alright, I'll be there in a few.

[A light chuckle.]

I'm sure it's fine.
[identity profile] to-blossom.livejournal.com on October 12th, 2009 08:19 am (UTC)
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[Great! She was hoping for another hand with this, and Jackie was someone that could be counted on in a pinch. Utena knew that from experience.

After recording the last message, she walked over to the bucket (with the brush in hand) and then carried them both to a spot where they wouldn't get lost or stolen. (...Hopefully.) Then she leaned back and gave a biiig stretch of her arms.
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Oh man. It feels like I've been at this for awhile.

[Turning on her feet, she breathed out and glanced down the road.]

Now... I'd bette get going so that I don't miss her.

[Utena started jogging down Gohl Avenue to try to head Jackie off before she could get there. The bangs of her hair splashed with red spray paint bobbing as she went.]
[identity profile] loyal-inferno.livejournal.com on October 12th, 2009 03:36 pm (UTC)
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[Jackie left the apartment swiftly, calling out to anyone that was home where she was going before she closed the door. She managed to make her way to Gohl Avenue without any trouble, tying her hair up into a high ponytail as she went in order to keep it as out of the way as possible.

The familiar sight of link pink hair caught her eye when she arrived at the street, and she turned in the direction of her friend, calling out to her as she did.]


Hey Utena!

[She waved in greeting as she approached, a friendly smile in place.]
[identity profile] to-blossom.livejournal.com on October 14th, 2009 10:16 am (UTC)
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Heeey!

[Utena called out to Jackie in return, stopping in place to take a breather as she caught sight of her friend. Once her heart stopped pounding so fast, she began to walk towards the other girl.]

I'm glad that you could come, Jackie. ...Heeeh.

[She leaned giving Jackie a closer look, obviously impressed by something.]

You look good with your hair tied back like that. Pretty cute!

[She grinned, and turned on her feet.]

It's over this way. Just follow me. You should see most of the other "masterpieces" along the way, though...
[identity profile] loyal-inferno.livejournal.com on October 14th, 2009 11:58 pm (UTC)
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Sure, no problem. I'm glad to be of some help.

[Jackie blinked in confusion for a moment wondering at what Utena was looking at, but then smiled brightly at the unexpected compliment.]

Oh, thanks! I just figured it would be easier to work this way.

[She followed Utena when the girl turned, and couldn't help but notice the red flecks of paint in Utena's hair that the girl had mentioned before.]

You know, even if it was on accident, the red in your hair is actually pretty stylish.