flameandpassion: (Rei: Depressed)
Hino Rei ([personal profile] flameandpassion) wrote2010-07-25 01:24 am

2 [Accidental Video Post]

[Rei is sitting, cross-legged, in front of a small fire she has built outside of her new home. She's intensely focused on the fire, palms pressed together, chanting softly to herself words that cannot be picked up by the PCD. After a good five or six minutes of feed, she pushes herself up, frustrated, turning to a seemingly invisible spot.]

Nothing... nothing, Phobos! I don't see anything about Usagi or the other girls... what should I do?

[She continues speaking to thin air, adding various hand gestures.]

If the fire can't find them, then... they must really be gone.

ooc: To those who have drank the purple juice, Phobos is a black crow that is Rei's new imaginary friend. To those who haven't had the purple juice, then she's officially lost her nut. ♥

[Offline] I forgot to show you the house post lol. *headwall*

[identity profile] 2ndlt-jeanhavoc.livejournal.com 2010-07-26 11:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[Jean wanders out slowly, kind of interested in why there's a fire in the yard, not that he minds really. She wouldn't be starting them if she didn't know what she was doing, right? Right? He so hopes that's right.

The looking for friends thing, he had been really lucky with, at least he had a few here already when he had arrived. Some like her and Ai weren't so lucky it seemed.]


Rei?
If .. if you're cold y'can just .. use th'fire place in th'house?

[Offline] LOL it's all good, it's entirely my faut. I'll fix it up later today, Promise.

[identity profile] 2ndlt-jeanhavoc.livejournal.com 2010-07-26 11:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[Nope, can't see the crow to save his life. He's luckily unaffected for this event at least. He does get a nice curious look floating onto his face when she starts to blush and apologize. That curiosity continues on into a little bit of surprise listening to her explain that really incredible power of hers. He'll mention something about it later, but until then, more pressing issues.]


Naahhh, Told'ja, this is your home too. I just.. I got worried somethin' was wrong. I'm real sorry y'can't find anythin' out about your friends, Rei.. From what I know livin' here so long though.. People tell me that perhaps time freezes when we're gone or some sorta somethin' like that. When we go back, we're taken back without memory n' all that sorta thing right back t'where we were.

[He's dreading that day personally. Simply because of where he'll be.]
Edited 2010-07-26 23:55 (UTC)

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[identity profile] 2ndlt-jeanhavoc.livejournal.com 2010-07-27 12:05 am (UTC)(link)
[Jean frowns to that forced smile, but he allows a small break in his frown to smile back at her, wishing he could give her something than just ... well nothing. He hasn't been able to give her anything to go on but 'don't try'. He finds this absolutely unacceptable.

His head nods as he agrees 'spirits' are stronger, the Animus are omnipotent here.]


Well, not square one, y'just gotta try a different direction.

[Jean looks from the house to Rei and then nods his head.]


Yeah,if y'wouldn't mind puttin' out th'fire n' givin'me a hand brushin' the little ones. 'Sides, I got somethin' I wanna talk t'ya about, but I don't want th'outside ears hearin' if there's any around.

[He headed in toward the house.]

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[identity profile] 2ndlt-jeanhavoc.livejournal.com 2010-07-27 06:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[Jean holds open the door for her, gentleman as always and shuts it once she's in. Old habits to make sure that people are in the house securely. Go in first, shut the door last.

He scoops up a little red fox kit and grabs a brush, sitting down and patting the seat... Not so close beside him, just, on the couch so that it doesn't seem like he's being a creeper.]


Y'say y'use fire t'see stuff right?
Back home, I work for th'greatest man in
all
Amestris- my home country- his name's Colonel Roy Mustang.
[He rolls the little kit onto its side and starts to brush it while he talks, ever careful and gentle.]
Don't tell him I said this, he'd never let me live it down but, there's no man greater than th'Colonel. Not one single one.
Reason I tell y'this is cause of two things.. In our world we have somethin' called Alchemy. I'm not too bright on th'subject but we do, our Military- which I'm a part of- hires on Alchemists as State Alchemists and gives 'em code names. My Colonel is known as th'"
Flame
Alchemist".
Now.. I said there's no man greater, and I stand by that, but I also add, there's no man greater with his ability than Roy Mustang- close second is Major Elric and his brother, but neither use fire.
[He rolls the kit over, brushing away little paws with gentle large hands so he can brush her belly.]

If there's a way t'see things with fire.. Colonel Roy Mustang's th'man t'talk to, or at least maybe he'd be able t'help some way with fire, maybe. 'Course I never heard him say he
saw
anything in th'fire's he made
[Other than bodies, but he's totally not saying that.]
but it's worth a shot.


OOC: had a run of bad luck the last couple days so I apologize that the house thing isn't updated.
There'll be things here: http://2ndlt-jeanhavoc.livejournal.com/3681.html
And the text driven is: http://2ndlt-jeanhavoc.livejournal.com/2942.html
Maps will follow shortly and you're welcome to pick what bedroom and also you'll be able to see the guest house.