video ; @thundaga

[astraphilia]

[ hello and welcome to Boredom Hours, sponsored by one too many midafternoon beers and a perpetual inability to not immediately make his ennui everyone else's problem. today's host is... Reno!

when the video starts, it's to a shockingly decently framed shot of Reno doing the hooligan squat on the front stoop of his apartment building. he's got a lit cigarette hanging from his mouth, and once he's sure that the video is rolling he takes a long drag of it before he speaks. ]

Sup. I'm Reno. Some of ya may know me from my colorful past as "guy who got yanked into pool by tentacle monster."

[ probably nobody knows him that way but it's fine. we are not concerned with strict veracity here. Reno blows a neat smoke ring and grins the kind of grin that means he knows he's being a pain in the ass. ]

I was thinkin', y'know, there's only so many of us. Probably ain't a bad idea to get to know each other, right? [ he gestures with his cigarette as he speaks as if to underscore his words. ] We need some conversation starters. Some icebreakers, y'know? Everybody's favorite highlight from their corporate bonding retreats.

So! [ he holds up a hand to count on.

one finger. ] Two truths and a lie. Post 'em, let other people guess. I'll leave mine too. Shoutout to the blond girlie who had that party a couple months back for this one.

[ two fingers. ] Hot or not. Or smash or pass, whatever you wanna call it. Post yourself and let people vote, if you're brave. Or post your friends if you want to fuck around. You can all see my face right now so count that as my submission.

[ three fingers. ] Creativity exercise, open prompt. You can go anywhere, be anybody, do anything you want. The world ain't ending and there's no war or whatever the hell going on. Who are you and what are you doing? [ brief smoke break, and then Reno stubs the butt out on the cement, exhaling as he says, ] Me, I wanna make mediocre coffee for minimum wage and not worry about shit except makin' rent.

[ and lastly, four fingers. ] "Reno, this is fuckin' stupid and I don't want to do it." Okay, nobody's got a gun to your head. We ain't even got guns here. Do what you want.

[ his four fingers curl in so he can offer a cheerful, if a bit manic, thumbs-up before he reaches out to turn off the video.

just before he touches the button, though, he pauses as if something just occurred to him— ] Oh, shit—also, drop map pins for your favorite restaurant in this place. I'm in the market for new eats, bonus points if it's spicy.

[ okay, now he's gone. ]

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[abstractart]

[is it awkward? MAYBE. definitely.]

...you are too, you know.

[icanfixer]

[ nevermind this was a mistake she's going to slowly pull her blankets around herself bashfully. if she was smart she would take this off video but she is such a video girl. ]

Yes, I am... I am aware! I have been told mine eyes would fetch quite the price in the Backstreets, so to hear myself be called pretty is simply stating fact.

[ yeah. let confidence carry her through this. ]

[abstractart]

[why is that cute too. girl Help. stop using video it's fucking dangerous.

it's also at odds with that confident statement, but he'll give her a break and not point it out. instead he just says-]

You should let me paint you sometime.

["why hasn't he already if they're friends" well, you see, (slaps don) you can fit so much inability to hold still in this bad boy]

[icanfixer]

[ l

let confidence carry

wings she hopes badou isn't the type to spy on other people he's the last person she wants to hear anything from right now. all it rattles in her head is the words kaveh had told her once, about taking a piece of the world and making it his, how she carried that and put it to practice with pieces of the world she'd like to put to certain memory (her friends, things that made her happy, abnormalities she found cute) and

don's gaze shoots away, wondering how seven words could concoct such a flurry of feelings. it's not so different than when... she doesn't want to compare it and so she won't. it's better if she doesn't.

anyway she seems really good at holding still right now. ]

... Okay.

[ help what happened to confidence why did it come out so quiet-- ]

Ehm, rather, I would not mind if thee did! I can sit still for a time so long as I am spoken to, if that would not interrupt thy painting process. Or, if it would, I wouldn't be offended if thee did so while I slept.

[abstractart]

[i, personally, hope she's being spied on though. suffer.]

C'mon, painting you in your sleep would be at least a little weird. I wouldn't mind, but I don't wanna answer questions about it...

[and oh, would that get questions.]

We can just talk while I work on it.

[icanfixer]

[ i, personally, might link lena the thread just to make sure. suffer. ]

Sounds like a plan, my friend! I have used others as models before, but I have not been one myself -- I am most excited to be on the other end of the brush, as it were.

[ so she says. she'll learn different later but that's future don's problem. right now it's. fine. ]

Whilst I must tend to a lesson on tucking in shortly, [ don't worry about it, ] would thee...

[ ... no... ]

My days are spent in leisure, should the mood strike thee. I am only a call away.

[abstractart]

You can just say you wanna hang out, Don.

[it's juuust a little bit teasing. come on, like he'd say no?]

We'd just have to go somewhere else, I probably shouldn't invite anybody to someone else's apartment...

[icanfixer]

[ ssssssssssstop this isn't a hang out situation it's




maybe it is just a hang out situation and she's thinking too much about it. yeah, that's it. easy. ]

I am saying so! In mine own way. Not that thou'rt ever busy, layabout.

[ a bit of a tease back. and yeah, while roland probably wouldn't mind, it is sort of rude. doesn't apply to her though. netzach also is not currently staying with roland, who is disappeared, but it's fine. ]

I shall leave the details of our rendezvous to thee, since thou'rt the artist.