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flight 007 ☄ [video; backdated to July 23 a.k.a. before people go time traveling to the past]
[This is Kay Faraday.
This is Kay Faraday moving the focus of the video away from her and toward the couch, where Miles Edgeworth is fast asleep and drooling on his pillow. She giggles quietly at the sight before approaching him slowly, the view zooming in toward him. Then she whispers:]
Hey, Mr. Edgeworth, it’s waaaay past lunchtime!
[She gets no response out of that. But right now no one can see her facial expression because her device is still pointed toward Edgeworth.]
Mr. Edgeworth, the fridge is empty!
[And this is Edgeworth, rolling over on his side, mumbling something about “groceries” and “later”. His eyes are still closed, and he dozes off immediately.
There is a pause as Kay considers her next move. Then, without warning, because she’s still off-screen, she proclaims in a louder, more mischievous voice:]
Mr. Edgeworth, smile for the camera!
[Edgeworth blinks, staring blearily at Kay and the camera. Kay… camera…? Cam...er…]
Augh! KAY!
[And he bolts up immediately, lunging for the device. Kay hurriedly steps backward with a yelp, and the video ends there.]
This is Kay Faraday moving the focus of the video away from her and toward the couch, where Miles Edgeworth is fast asleep and drooling on his pillow. She giggles quietly at the sight before approaching him slowly, the view zooming in toward him. Then she whispers:]
Hey, Mr. Edgeworth, it’s waaaay past lunchtime!
[She gets no response out of that. But right now no one can see her facial expression because her device is still pointed toward Edgeworth.]
Mr. Edgeworth, the fridge is empty!
[And this is Edgeworth, rolling over on his side, mumbling something about “groceries” and “later”. His eyes are still closed, and he dozes off immediately.
There is a pause as Kay considers her next move. Then, without warning, because she’s still off-screen, she proclaims in a louder, more mischievous voice:]
Mr. Edgeworth, smile for the camera!
[Edgeworth blinks, staring blearily at Kay and the camera. Kay… camera…? Cam...er…]
Augh! KAY!
[And he bolts up immediately, lunging for the device. Kay hurriedly steps backward with a yelp, and the video ends there.]
AAACTION
Kay! [Standing upright now] What on earth are you doing?!
[HEY, at least he's awake now. Good work, Kay!]
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[And she says this so innocently, hands clutching her communicator behind her back.]
Besides, I'm sure you wouldn't want to miss lunch.
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[Aaaand he's going to rush behind Kay and make another grab at that communicator]
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Whoa, Mr. Edgeworth, calm down! It was just a prank!
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Just a prank.
[He sounds calmer, now, but there's a sharp glint in his eye as he stares at her]
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Uh-huh! You gotta loosen up, pranks are a part of everyday life! [...Kay...what kind of life do you live?]
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[He furrows his brow, and he sounds more confused than angry now. Just what has he gotten himself into?!]
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[She finally breaks into a cheery smile, then adds quickly:]
Do you want lunch or not?
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What I want is-
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doooone
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You'll like what I made for lunch today. Pasta and garlic bread!
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What kind of pasta?
[Aaand while she's (hopefully) distracted by the question, he's just going to. Make another grab for that communicator]
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H-hey! I won't tell you if you don't let go!
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[And he yanks back, desperate to get a look at that communicator!]
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...that doesn't stop her from tugging in retaliation.]
Why does it have to be my communicator?! It's on the network if you wanna know!
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[Edgeworth let's go i m m e d i a t e l y, and sprints to his room so he can grab his communicator]
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KAY!
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You were drooling!
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I most certainly was not!
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[And Edgeworth slams the door shut, like the mature adult he is]
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[She's still standing outside.]
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[And he's still sulking]
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Mr. Edgeworth, I promise, no more surprise broadcasts!