01 | (Accidental) Video

[kandescence]

[There's a sharp cracking sound as the video turns on, but the feed doesn't show a face or even a body. Instead, the picture starts off all black before the object that's blocking the screen pulls back: it's the heel of a boot, and it stomps down again a good few times before delivering a kick that sends the communicator skidding across the floor and into the far wall.

A mostly incoherent tirade, peppered with all kinds of colorful curses, accompanies this display.]

...my right to--?!...

...can pay with my sword through your stomach...

...damn interfering bastard--...

[Eventually, though, the fit of rage subsides, a hand reaches down to pick up the communicator, and a scowling face comes into view, only slightly obscured by the thin crack that's appeared across the top right corner of the screen. There's a few seconds of frowning, and then a blink of comprehension and he realizes that the device is on and capturing what he says. He doesn't know who's listening, but he has to assume that he can talk to the Powers That Be this way.]

Oi, whoever you are that's behind this idiot scheme: when I find you, I'm going to wring your damn neck like a dishrag and then cut you into pieces!!



[OOC: Start as you mean to go on? Kanda is in the dorms (room 101) having just seen the (helpful and informative!) orientation video. He's taking it rather well, all things considered. (I'm not sure what it says that this counts as taking it well.) Feel free to have characters hear the commotion coming from his room, if you'd prefer to meet him in full fit of pique run into him in person!]

Comments

Good job team failboat!

[redwhiteandhero]

Did you just call me a bitch, you little punk? [Seriously, you wanna go? You really wanna go? He'll crush you. America is on his feet, jabbing a finger into the other man's chest.] I'd watch your mouth.

Instant negative CR with a roommate! Go go team! \o/

[kandescence]

[Kanda's was already in a fighting mood even before America woke up, so he's not about to back off now. He's not cowed in the least by the fact that America's got several inches on him either, or by that finger jabbing at him.

His eye twitches with the insult of it, and his teeth clench, but he actually does not haul off and swing a punch at the man yet. In fact, he makes two (scathingly cold) suggestions.]

You want to take that finger off of me before I break it for you.

And if you have any sense in that blond head of yours you'll take more care who you insult.

[redwhiteandhero]

If you think you can intimidate me, bucko, you got another think comin'. [America pokes him again just for effect.] 'Cause I get the feeling you don't know who you're messin' with.

/facepalm Oh lord, I'm so sorry.

[kandescence]

[It's like an invitation, and Kanda's not nearly composed or level-headed enough right now to decline it. Something feral creeps into his expression, almost like he's pleased by the excuse to just fight.

He brings his arm up to swat America's poking hand away, and then, without pausing, hauls off a punch aimed to hit him square in the jaw with force enough, by Kanda's estimation, to knock him off his feet.]

8Dd

[redwhiteandhero]

[America jerks his head back and throws his arm, so the blow glances him. It doesn't seem to faze him much. His hand shoots out in retaliation, grabbing the other man by the collar and lifting him off his feet.]

I don't really wanna hafta hurt you, buddy. So why don't we take a chill pill and cool it, alright? [He puts him back down with a bit of a shove and takes a step back toward the other bed.]

Now I'm gonna ask you again what the hell I'm doing here.

[kandescence]

[Kanda doesn't flail around haphazardly or look to be cowed in the least by the grab. Even the forcefulness of his glare doesn't shift except to get more furious. If picking him up was supposed to back him off, it doesn't seem to have been very effective. (The last thing he's going to care about is America "hurting him," after all. The loud-mouthed blonde has got nothing on Noah or Level 4 akuma for apparent threat level.)

Actually, he very nearly puts a boot right into America's gut as he's released, shifting his weight to let the kick fly, but then the man takes a step back, which is just enough of a concession for the swordsman to hold his attack. He's made a mental note about his opponent though, and if it comes down to it, he's unlikely to throw another strike that will be so easy to block.]

I already told you what you can do if you want an answer to that. [He gives a jerk of his chin towards the glass communicator lying nearby. But the look in his eyes is practically daring America to try and treat him like some little newsboy who's expected to cry out the headlines--things are not going to go well if that's what he expects; Kanda does not take kindly to disrespect, and America's got one strike against him already.]

[redwhiteandhero]

[America follows Kanda's line of sight, and raises an eyebrow.] A piecea glass? [Still regarding the other man warily, America reaches over to pick it up.

What happens then is... not at all what he was expecting.] Holy smokes! What is this thing?

[kandescence]

[Kanda rolls his eyes and gives a derisive huff while shaking his head at this display. He's pretty sure that America is an idiot. He's absolutely sure that he's fucking irritating. There's also a high possibility that he might be insane, because who the fuck calls themselves by the name of a country??

That last point is small potatoes though, at least for the moment. Kanda's hardly going to be concerned about some stranger's sanity when he's just been dragged into some weird dimension with no apparent way out.

He lets America watch his video though, hearing the familiar voiceover in the background (and being incensed by what it says all over again) while he steps over to the window and has a look out at a cityscape that does indeed appear to bear out exactly what the video is saying. It also seems to confirm that the other man is in the same boat as Kanda is, as far as why he's been brought here goes.

But that does not make them friends. Not even comrades, as far as Kanda is concerned. He thus doesn't bother to share what he's thinking, which is that
maybe somewhere out there in that city is a better answer than what the recording has said, and that he's going to need to go find it if he's going to get anywhere.]

[redwhiteandhero]

[Don't let him hear you talking about comrades, comrade.

Meanwhile, America may as well have forgotten that Kanda is even there. He's completely absorbed in the recording-- or rather, the device projecting it. He's only paying half attention to the video, more concerned with turning the device over to get a look at all sides, waving his hand through the hologram, and squinting into the thin edge of the glass to try and see what's making the thing tick. He lets out a low whistle.] Hot damn.

[kandescence]

[Pointedly ignoring America now, Kanda is planning what his next course of action will be. It seems obvious enough that the first thing he has to do is get out of this building and go learn something about this place--not just the store (though that will be worth investigating at some point) but the city around it.

So while America is looking at the hologram from his communicator, Kanda is crossing back to his own "side" of the room, preparing to leave. He pauses over something he'd barely even noticed before: his golem is resting inert and lifeless on the bedside table, looking a bit like a weird 8-ball with limp bat wings.

The swordsman lifts it and presses the button that turns it on, and the wings suddenly flutter into life as it takes to the air beside him. It now looks a bit like a sleek mechanical eye with wings. He watches it, frowning, and then speaks into the air, testing to see if it will function but expecting that it won't.] General Tiedoll? Central? Is anyone receiving?

[Hmph. Not even static. Figures.]