Ramza Beoulve (
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touchscreens2014-02-14 06:33 pm
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[Valentine's Day Event] - Somebody To Love
[When the feed first turns on, the screen comes to life and wipes over with a glimmer; when Ramza finally comes into view, he's obviously just come from his shower, wearing a collared shirt unbuttoned, with beads of moisture trickling down his bare chest. The very air around him glitters even as he furiously towels off his head.]
How can-- Does anyone know how to make this stop? I attempted to wash its presence away, but that only made it worse...
[With a last tug, the towel whips free from his head, and his damp hair cascades into place across his scalp as droplets of water send glistening twinkles soaring slowly through the air to join the shower of rose petals.
Oh-so-romantically, he flicks one off of his shoulder.]
Can someone take this rose from me? Simply setting it down does nothing; mayhap I must freely offer it so. I will return the favor.
How can-- Does anyone know how to make this stop? I attempted to wash its presence away, but that only made it worse...
[With a last tug, the towel whips free from his head, and his damp hair cascades into place across his scalp as droplets of water send glistening twinkles soaring slowly through the air to join the shower of rose petals.
Oh-so-romantically, he flicks one off of his shoulder.]
Can someone take this rose from me? Simply setting it down does nothing; mayhap I must freely offer it so. I will return the favor.
[voice]
[Hi Ramza, how are you? Rudy is fine. Beyond the fact he's talking faster than a bullet train, but other than that? Totally fine.]
[voice]
And, in his concern, his eyes shimmered, yet grew narrow, his face seeming all the more stoic and chiseled in spite of his outspoken compassion. He tucked back the collar on his shirt, flipping his hair back with a fingertip.]
I'd taken a rose left behind on a park bench, and I've been at a loss to stop it since. Now I know why its previous owner had left it... [Hopefully they were spared indignity of this sort...]
What of you, Rudy?