Remy LeBeau (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
cajunspice) wrote2013-11-07 09:54 pm
cajunspice) wrote2013-11-07 09:54 pm
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[Luceti] 1st Shuffle [Accidental voice/video]
[The sound of paper rippled violently in the air was combined with the hollow thuds of something light and small impacting against wood, the image on the camera violently being thrown around at random angles before it landed facing upwards towards the sky. Strands of grass loomed over the view of a tall tree, the camera looking upwards into its branches, as the sound of a voice was close by. A very annoyed and pained voice.
Quickly following behind the journal was the sound of something much larger and heavily falling from the tree branches, hitting quite a few as it dropped. This was the source of the voice, which was now letting out a constant string of curse words in French and grunts of pain. The figure managed to grab hold of one or two limbs during its decent, but was unable to stop the fall, as it finally landed heavily next to the open journal.
At first there was no movement from the person, the only motion visible from that of wind’s moment of the plant life. A groan and the appearance of an arm that partially covered the camera proved the man was still alive, along with a mumble.]
“Merde… Remy, no more drinkin’.”
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[Having been walking for awhile since his sudden decent into Luceti, the forest was clearing to reveal the town which... god, he was stuck in another hick town. And he thought Bayville was bad. He may as well try the bar Rogue talked about, maybe be able to scam a drink or two out of someone since he had no money on him. The trek through town was interesting, it gave him a starting picture of what the the area looked like. Remy hadn't even begun to figure out what he was going to do when night came, without a place to sleep or money to support himself. He would wing it, see what happened, as normal.]
[Avoiding to elude too much attention from others, or get into a conversation with someone he didn't know, Remy eventually sauntered his way up into the bar, pushing that half hour limit Rogue had originally given him. He was looking a little worse for wear but not showing that it bothered him. He would need to grab something to clean up the scratches, didn't want anything getting infected. Ha! The last thing he needed. Abducted by alien mad scientists. Losing a chunk of memory. And in the middle of who the hell knows where with no one he trusted. Great times.]
Quickly following behind the journal was the sound of something much larger and heavily falling from the tree branches, hitting quite a few as it dropped. This was the source of the voice, which was now letting out a constant string of curse words in French and grunts of pain. The figure managed to grab hold of one or two limbs during its decent, but was unable to stop the fall, as it finally landed heavily next to the open journal.
At first there was no movement from the person, the only motion visible from that of wind’s moment of the plant life. A groan and the appearance of an arm that partially covered the camera proved the man was still alive, along with a mumble.]
“Merde… Remy, no more drinkin’.”
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[Having been walking for awhile since his sudden decent into Luceti, the forest was clearing to reveal the town which... god, he was stuck in another hick town. And he thought Bayville was bad. He may as well try the bar Rogue talked about, maybe be able to scam a drink or two out of someone since he had no money on him. The trek through town was interesting, it gave him a starting picture of what the the area looked like. Remy hadn't even begun to figure out what he was going to do when night came, without a place to sleep or money to support himself. He would wing it, see what happened, as normal.]
[Avoiding to elude too much attention from others, or get into a conversation with someone he didn't know, Remy eventually sauntered his way up into the bar, pushing that half hour limit Rogue had originally given him. He was looking a little worse for wear but not showing that it bothered him. He would need to grab something to clean up the scratches, didn't want anything getting infected. Ha! The last thing he needed. Abducted by alien mad scientists. Losing a chunk of memory. And in the middle of who the hell knows where with no one he trusted. Great times.]
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So, how long ya actually been here? [She didn't look that different from last time Remy had run into Wanda, not like Rogue.]
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[Remy wasn't too sure if he was offering it as a direction for her, or a comfort for himself. There HAD to be a way out, he was not prepared to get himself stuck in this place. The others here just haven't tired all the options. Yes, that had to be it. They needed a new view point on this place, and as amazing as he was at breaking into locations, a good thief could also get out of any place. Always have an exit strategy.]
Might be worth doin' some investigations.
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[Jerking a thumb over his shoulder, Remy motioned to the door.] Go 'nd get myself situated then, down the hall or something.
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There are two guys who live down at the end of the hall. [She points.] So if you're looking for privacy... you might want to try the other end of the hallway. [And she points again.]
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[Following behind her he took note of those she pointed out, before stepping around her and heading to one of the unoccupied rooms down the hallway.] Guess I'll set up here then.
[Remy gave a brief wave of his hand, the hand still holding the items she gave him, as thanks.] Merci chere. [And vanished into his newly acquire rooms.]