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[Accidental Video]
[The camera flickers on, moments before Solomon enters the living room of his apartment. Shirt untucked, characteristic corporate jacket and tie missing, his bare feet padding along quietly as he tips back the last remnants of a deep red beverage from his wine glass.

Slumping down into the plush cushions of the couch, he grabs a book from the end table and begins to read. The clock ticks softly in the background, but only a few minutes pass before he sighs and tosses it casually off camera, where it lands with a dull thud.

The sound of his voice is that of sheer boredom, lacking a certain essence that is normally held in his every day speech.]


"... why did I ever buy that? Waste of money... all of it. Hm, maybe I should just sell everything..."

[ooc: One of the first victims of the Shugo Chara Plot, Solomon was attacked the previous night as he was heading towards the hospital to pick up some paperwork. He returned home, having never achieved this goal (someone at the hospital can feel free to have noticed he never showed up...). Instead, he wandered around for awhile before returning back home, listless, disinterested in everything around him.]

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Date: 2009-06-23 03:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] toobad-sosad.livejournal.com
[She frowns as she looks at him closely.]

You act strangely.

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Date: 2009-06-23 03:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] favoritetraitor.livejournal.com
...

[Slumping down, he let his head roll back against the edge of the sofa.]

In what way? I don't think I'm acting strangely...
Edited Date: 2009-06-23 03:47 am (UTC)

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Date: 2009-06-23 03:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] toobad-sosad.livejournal.com
[She goes to sit next to him. Touching his head.]

This is not you.

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Date: 2009-06-23 03:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] favoritetraitor.livejournal.com
[He gives a small shrug of his shoulders.]

It's just a mood... I just don't feel like... doing anything, I think.

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Date: 2009-06-23 03:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] toobad-sosad.livejournal.com
[She tugs on his hair as she tries to get him to react more.]

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Date: 2009-06-23 03:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] favoritetraitor.livejournal.com
[His eyes slide over to watch her feeble attempts, tolerating the activity for a moment. It didn't hurt, nothing had for a very very very long time.]

What? Is that really necessary?

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Date: 2009-06-23 04:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] toobad-sosad.livejournal.com
You do not act this way. It confuses me.

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Date: 2009-06-23 04:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] favoritetraitor.livejournal.com
It's just a mood... I'm bored. Or something...

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Date: 2009-06-23 04:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] favoritetraitor.livejournal.com
[He shrugged, not caring about the feel of freedom that flying could bring. Lifting his feet onto the coffee table, he focused on the feel of the cold wood on his skin.]

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Date: 2009-06-23 04:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] toobad-sosad.livejournal.com
[She backs away from him.]

I do not like you this way.

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Date: 2009-06-23 04:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] favoritetraitor.livejournal.com
[He frowned slightly, a bit confused by her strange behavior.]

I still don't see what you're talking about...

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Date: 2009-06-23 04:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] toobad-sosad.livejournal.com
You act like you care not. I do not like this.

[She backs further away.]

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Date: 2009-06-23 04:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] favoritetraitor.livejournal.com
...

[Forcing himself to sit up, he ran a hand through his hair.]

Because I didn't feel like going flying? Do you need to get out of here for awhile? Is that what this is about? I suppose a walk would be alright. Is there somewhere you'd like to go... or person to see... ?

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Date: 2009-06-23 05:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] toobad-sosad.livejournal.com
No, no, no. I want Solomon. Not this being you are now.

[She lets out a strange sound and leaves the room.]

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Date: 2009-06-23 05:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] favoritetraitor.livejournal.com
[He watched after her as she retreated into what once was his bedroom. It should have bothered him... shouldn't it? But he just couldn't bring himself to make any move to follow after her. It didn't matter, this fight. She'd get over it...]

Date: 2009-06-23 04:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] holymadonna.livejournal.com
Doctor Solomon? What is wrong with you?

Date: 2009-06-23 04:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] favoritetraitor.livejournal.com
... I wasn't scheduled for today....... was I?

Date: 2009-06-23 04:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] holymadonna.livejournal.com
You were supposed to. I was worried that something happened to you.

Date: 2009-06-23 04:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] favoritetraitor.livejournal.com
Ah... sorry. I just couldn't seem to get moving today...

Date: 2009-06-23 07:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] favoritetraitor.livejournal.com
No, nothing like that.

I just wasn't feeling... I think I just needed a personal day. I apologize...

Date: 2009-06-23 08:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] holymadonna.livejournal.com
Oh well then, take a day off. If something has taken a toll on you and feel unmotivated.

Date: 2009-06-23 08:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] favoritetraitor.livejournal.com
... unmotivated? Hm, yes. Thank you...

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