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[Video clicks on, to reveal a skinny young man in his mid twenties. His eyes are wide and darting, and he wears an expression of deep concentration, right up until he realises he's broadcasting. Then, he becomes animated:]
Yo! I got some words for your Admiral here! I know I'm not dead, and I would remember if I'd been nicked, so you got no right hauling me in, man, no right!
[He keeps glancing off screen as he says this, as if he's expecting someone to enter his cabin at any time.]
Look, this isn't even my yard, all right? I was staying with a mate - a couple of mates, actually - so you've just gone and jacked their place out from under them, haven't you? Nicked right off with it and stuck it on your stupid boat! So where are they going to live, eh? You just made two innocent people homeless, mate, so who's the villain now?
[He puts one hand on his hip, apparently waiting for an answer. He manages to go about thirty seconds before giving an unhappy huff and putting his hand on his stomach.]
Bare starving as well. It's a fucking joke, this is.
Yo! I got some words for your Admiral here! I know I'm not dead, and I would remember if I'd been nicked, so you got no right hauling me in, man, no right!
[He keeps glancing off screen as he says this, as if he's expecting someone to enter his cabin at any time.]
Look, this isn't even my yard, all right? I was staying with a mate - a couple of mates, actually - so you've just gone and jacked their place out from under them, haven't you? Nicked right off with it and stuck it on your stupid boat! So where are they going to live, eh? You just made two innocent people homeless, mate, so who's the villain now?
[He puts one hand on his hip, apparently waiting for an answer. He manages to go about thirty seconds before giving an unhappy huff and putting his hand on his stomach.]
Bare starving as well. It's a fucking joke, this is.
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Date: 2015-03-30 01:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-03-30 01:17 pm (UTC)Fuck me...
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Date: 2015-03-30 01:38 pm (UTC)[Although, as the momentum drains out of their argument, he's starting to lose that adrenaline rush that makes it seem like a good idea to mouth off to the hand of death, so Zach might be on the brink of feeling just a tiny bit nervous now.]
Look, I'm not the one who started on you. You leave me alone and I'm not gonna come looking for trouble.
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Date: 2015-03-30 01:54 pm (UTC)She likes you. But you're not me, hear?
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Date: 2015-03-30 01:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-03-30 02:08 pm (UTC)Then you treat her nicely.
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Date: 2015-03-30 03:12 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-03-30 03:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-03-30 04:04 pm (UTC)Which I guess I was a little bit. A little bit. But only because I did not know he felt like we was a thing.
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Date: 2015-03-30 11:10 pm (UTC)He didn't even say it to you, and suddenly you're rethinking whether you're allowed to flirt with me.
That's pretty weak.
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Date: 2015-03-30 11:16 pm (UTC)I'm not insecure.