002. | un: aragaki
Name: Shinjiro Aragaki
Date: Ieneuer 23rd
Format: Video
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[Hello, Aefenglom! Much like the rest of the mirrorbound, Shinjiro looks exhausted. It has been a rough couple days, especially for people who were far worse off. Regardless, the video starts in his kitchen, which was thankfully untouched by Louis's previous arson. He lifts a hand to brush his hair out of his eyes (complete with crazy rectangular pupils,) before starting.]
Hey. This probably ain't the most important, with everything that's gone down, but I figured I'd let people know I found a bunch of shit while we were raiding the place. If any of it belongs to you, lemme know. You can come pick it up, or I'll bring it out, whichever.
[While he's speaking there's an excited bark from off camera, but he shushes the dog and continues, reaching out to pick up the watch and shift the camera's perspective. Laid out on the table is an assortment of things! And he starts with poorly centering the video on some small glass containers with various oily-looking liquids in them.]
Uh... someone's potions or booze or whatever. I didn't open 'em up to smell them.
[A shift and-- yep there is definitely a straight up hand (robotic, thankfully) laid out on the table, fingers half-curled, next to someone's Watch.]
I guess whoever lost the watch can't see this, so hopefully they know someone who can tell 'em where it is. I ain't about to go nailing up found posters. Good luck putting the hand back on, too, I guess.
[Another bark from off camera, and there's a rocky shift in the camera with clear movement, followed by a sharp 'thunk' across the room. It may be confusing, or people may be able to work out that he just crouched down to grab something and throw it for the dog to fetch. This post is definitely not up for a cinematography Oscar. Anyway, the next in a row is something that almost looked like a santa hat, with less fluff and fur trim-- it might be recognizable as a pajama nightcap. After that is a large guitar.]
You guys were carrying some weird shit when they took you, you know. Anyway, if no one claims the guitar I'll give it to Elliot or something. I think he collects instruments. And-
[Oh, Louis's leg is there, too. This asshole forgot to give it to him.] --Ah, shit.
[Another bark, and the camera finally pans down to show a small, albino Shiba Inu! Koromaru is happily wagging his tail and holding what looks to be a long bone in his mouth- a tibia, likely, with tufts of fur attached to it. It has definitely been gnawed on.] Calm down, I'll play with you in a second-
[Annnd that's it, that's the feed. This hot mess of an unplanned post is why he usually just uses text, obviously.]
Date: Ieneuer 23rd
Format: Video
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[Hello, Aefenglom! Much like the rest of the mirrorbound, Shinjiro looks exhausted. It has been a rough couple days, especially for people who were far worse off. Regardless, the video starts in his kitchen, which was thankfully untouched by Louis's previous arson. He lifts a hand to brush his hair out of his eyes (complete with crazy rectangular pupils,) before starting.]
Hey. This probably ain't the most important, with everything that's gone down, but I figured I'd let people know I found a bunch of shit while we were raiding the place. If any of it belongs to you, lemme know. You can come pick it up, or I'll bring it out, whichever.
[While he's speaking there's an excited bark from off camera, but he shushes the dog and continues, reaching out to pick up the watch and shift the camera's perspective. Laid out on the table is an assortment of things! And he starts with poorly centering the video on some small glass containers with various oily-looking liquids in them.]
Uh... someone's potions or booze or whatever. I didn't open 'em up to smell them.
[A shift and-- yep there is definitely a straight up hand (robotic, thankfully) laid out on the table, fingers half-curled, next to someone's Watch.]
I guess whoever lost the watch can't see this, so hopefully they know someone who can tell 'em where it is. I ain't about to go nailing up found posters. Good luck putting the hand back on, too, I guess.
[Another bark from off camera, and there's a rocky shift in the camera with clear movement, followed by a sharp 'thunk' across the room. It may be confusing, or people may be able to work out that he just crouched down to grab something and throw it for the dog to fetch. This post is definitely not up for a cinematography Oscar. Anyway, the next in a row is something that almost looked like a santa hat, with less fluff and fur trim-- it might be recognizable as a pajama nightcap. After that is a large guitar.]
You guys were carrying some weird shit when they took you, you know. Anyway, if no one claims the guitar I'll give it to Elliot or something. I think he collects instruments. And-
[Oh, Louis's leg is there, too. This asshole forgot to give it to him.] --Ah, shit.
[Another bark, and the camera finally pans down to show a small, albino Shiba Inu! Koromaru is happily wagging his tail and holding what looks to be a long bone in his mouth- a tibia, likely, with tufts of fur attached to it. It has definitely been gnawed on.] Calm down, I'll play with you in a second-
[Annnd that's it, that's the feed. This hot mess of an unplanned post is why he usually just uses text, obviously.]

He hates you both - audio
My bid is choosing to not fill your homes with those thorned vines from the Wildes and make your lives hell. You really wanna mess with someone that's been stuck in that dungeon?
the best way to make new friends is through hatred
I mean, Louis'd probably love the vines as an excuse to set more of my shit on fire, but I get it. Relax, I'm not giving your guitar away.
[A beat.]
And even if I did, I think Elliot'd kick my ass and take it to you himself.
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It'd give him an excuse to go all out, yeah. The vines don't burn well.
[ He could go as overboard as he wanted in the name of deweeding the place. Even better, after all of that, his guitar would still be fine. Exactly as he wanted it. ]
Sounds like it'd be a surprise as to who's bringing me my stuff, now.
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Well shit, guess I'll be stuck with 'em. Question is how you're gonna get 'em in there.
[....He won't ask how Judar would figure out where he lives because it's only been like 3 weeks since Louis's network post.]
Lucky you. Guess you'll just have to hope for your favourite. If you're real lucky, it'll be the dog. He don't sass back as much.
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[ He didn't even see the network post that while back, but it was definitely one of those 'I don't know how, and I don't know when' type of things going on. But oh no, no dogs... He still hasn't come to terms with the whole 'communing with nature' thing that fauns have. Plus, he was a bit of a creature magnet before showing up here. ]
Yeah, if I'm lucky... Because I've displayed great luck this past week.
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[Okay, now he absolutely sounds amused. But hey, the guy's been through a lot, let him have his revenge fantasies.]
I mean, only so far down you can get. As obnoxious as all this is, at least it's closer to normal than the fucked up shit you guys've been dealing with.
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[ He'd be a lot more serious if he was able to actually follow through on any of that. Being bed-bound by way of his own injuries, and unable to open the door, it wasn't going to happen anytime soon. He's just irritable. ]
... Actually, people being really obnoxious is about as normal as me being tortured in a dungeon, I think. They're on different sides of the line, but by about the same amount.
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[And he was already close to his limit of weird bullshit back home, even before waking from the dead and turning into a goat.]
Not your first time? Or do you mean people usually lick your ass instead of giving you hell?
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[ The answer is neither, but it's a weird thing to talk about in general. ]
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new friend~
It's not really Elliot's style anyway. Don't worry.
hisssss
[ He can barely use the watch at this point. ]
Somehow my luck is that you assholes have a babysitter, apparently.
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[Or so she thinks.]
No need for name calling. I was going to offer to bring it to you.
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He's so tired. ]
Even if I can, it's still pissing me off. Even the idea of more being taken from me.
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They're not going to take it.
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Yeah, even if that's the case, it puts me on edge just hearing that shit.
[ It doesn't help that his hackles were raised just by the post itself. ]
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[ Some of those natives being an example, but also in his own world, and obviously some of the mirrorbound.
Heck, sometimes Judar's one of them.](no subject)
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[ Forgive his suspicions. Being Bondless for over three months does that, even without kidnapping and torture. ]
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When did you want us to stop by?
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But if it means getting his stuff back, he'll put up with it for a little bit.
It's gonna be longer than a little bit, J.]Doesn't really matter when, I guess. It's not like I'm going anywhere.
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[Why is that good? Hard to say.]
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[ It's just that he's going to be here no matter what, and all he does is rest and refuse the staff trying to help him eat. The medical stuff he's got no choice but to be helped with. Eating... It's just embarrassing. ]
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[Since he's stuck there and apparently without much use of his hands, if his snooping of Elliot's thread with him is anything to go by.]
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