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*the video comes on with the sound of several small items falling to the ground, one of them right in front of the Dreamberry, which also fell, making it start broadcasting this moment of FAIL when it landed and popped open. It's immediately recognizable to anyone who's familiar with Junkyard wares, a standard medium-sized rations bar in its drab little wrapping, probably plastic or something, nothing flashy. Military issue, likely, certainly nothing of importance. The view beyond it shows the setting to be from the middle of a cluster of little houses in the village, with a clear shot of the fountain beyond them, not too very far away.*

*there's a sound from Harley, something of a whine, mostly just a frustrated sound as he goes about, out of view for a moment, presumably gathering back up what he dropped... and then his left hand comes into view, snagging the wrapped-up little rations bar. His skin's gone a darker, ashy sort of color, no longer its common peachy tone, and the skin just around the tattoo-like mark on the back of his hand is shining whitely at its edges, with yellowy, bright orange glowy lines spreading out away from it. He puts the bar somewhere, out of the camera's view, and then he grabs up the Dreamberry, closing it and cutting the feed again as he does.*

((Fair warning: he's really not likely to answer any tags back to this accidental post, since he probably won't get a chance to... but it was just a few seconds' clip of a random but totally identifiable location anyway. He didn't even realize it recorded anything; he hasn't been messing much with the little device enough to know it well, or how it works, or... anything. Very fail, Harley. Very fail. *sarcastic applause* :|

Edit: Just for reference, or if anyone's curious, the log that immediately follows this post is right here. ))

Date: 2009-06-08 06:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fevoreish.livejournal.com
... Heh.

[He shakes his head. It was only a matter of time before Harley did something idiotic, and it was clear from the feed that he is already losing control. He gives a condescending, cocky little smirk and shoots a glance to the silver-haired young man beside him.]

Date: 2009-06-08 06:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cannibalcrown.livejournal.com
[Serph witnessed the event unfolding on his screen. He too knew it was only a matter of time... He looks back over to Heat.]

Date: 2009-06-08 06:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cannibalcrown.livejournal.com
[Silently nods back to his comrade.]

Date: 2009-06-08 06:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fevoreish.livejournal.com
[As if a switch were flipped, Heat turns and dashes on ahead toward the fountain without another word. He knows Serph won't stray far behind.]

Date: 2009-06-08 06:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cannibalcrown.livejournal.com
[And they are off to see a man about a horse.]

Date: 2009-06-08 06:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] honor-tactics.livejournal.com
[Oh, yes. He caught that.]

Harley. You're hungry, aren't you. ...the rations won't work.

Date: 2009-06-08 06:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wantedtostudy.livejournal.com
*The way the mark was glowing ... it's familiar. In fact, it brings to mind the Embryon - Serph and Heat had had marks that had shone in much the same manner, though theirs had reflected their own colors...

...the newcomer. He had eyes and hair of a similar color, and he'd seemed distracted enough - would he have really allowed the hunger to build so far? Jaina realizes only now that she hadn't informed him about the supplements. She'd assumed the others from his world would tell him theirselves. Apparently not, and she curses herself for it.

He's at the fountain - no matter what happens, this is something she feels she needs to keep an eye on, especially if it gets out of hand.

So, a whisper of power, and she vanishes in a shower of sparks.*

Date: 2009-06-08 07:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shanti-shaman.livejournal.com
[Is staring at the scene in complete horror. Their earlier chat was a complete failure!]

You didn't listen to me... [It was too late for that! He was about to lose control! She knew that he had been very clear about wanting everyone in her tribe to stay away from him, but no one else could stop him without hurting him now! Even worse, what if he hurt someone else...?]

[... And of course, that was when she looked out her window and noticed Heat and Serph running away from the base. Without even thinking about it, Sera suddenly swept away from the window and ran as fast as she could, which was unfortunately not fast enough, to catch up with them. She could guess where they were going, and if she could help it, she was going to keep them out of danger at all costs!]

Date: 2009-06-08 08:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] usas-aurora.livejournal.com
Why did you not listen?

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