favorthebold: (Hair in eyes)
[The feed clicks on to a view blurred by heavy rain. In the not-so-far background towers the wall of the Inner City. The figure that peers down at the PCD, shaking the device, is at first shadowed and difficult to make out. A few hard taps later, however, the view clears.

Saul grins at the camera. It's a bit of a shaky grin - he looks exhausted, underfed and somewhat battered, generally the worse for wear. But there's a scary sort of light in those eyes. He looks very pleased with himself.]


Ah - still working. Good, good.

[He chuckles very softly, glancing back at the wall, then again at the device.]

Well, then - doma Bao. I'll be seeing you, I believe.

[That said, Saul's hand drops to his side, affording a brief view of him standing, braced against a building wall, head tilted back and eyes and mouth open to the rain, before he starts moving - slow and stiff but purposeful - and the feed switches off.]

[Private to Carmen//difficult to hack] )
favorthebold: (Watching the hilarity)
So, doma Sumeragi, dome Mollari... and you, little one. It seems we were predesetined to some familiarity, mm?

I'm not sure how, mind, but it's unwise to deny the spirits what they are due. I shall attempt to act towards you as they seem to wish I do, but I've never had a family in the proper sense, so you'd have to forgive me my ignorance.

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