[video, voice] what goes around comes around

[maddest]

[The device flicks on. Static.

Then, purple- only purple. White. Break's coat, the beautiful off-the-shoulder, white one that he lost almost a year ago during that episode with all of the blood. It's back in one piece.]

What-

[Then the feed flicks off. On again, very briefly, as he bangs it on the table. Sound.

Then to video- there's Break's elbow, Emily's dress.

On. Rap rap rap. Someone's knocking it against a table to see if it can be broken open.]

-why does it keep chirping, Emily?

[This is almost exactly how he arrived, nearly two years ago to the day. And here we are, come full circle, about to smash the PCD on a table corner in idle, non-technologically oriented curiosity.]

Comments

[mere_shopkeeper]

No? What if it was a really good story and a promise for something so much better~?

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Would the 'better' be 'candy?'

[mere_shopkeeper]

The sight of candy and the candy itself~

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

That sounds like the beginnings of a deal.

[mere_shopkeeper]

Unfortunately, I can only provide the story and the candy~ Oh, and the tea party!

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Next time, then.

[mere_shopkeeper]

Oh, certainly~! When you've settled in then, Break-san~

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Take care.