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fluxnet2020-10-09 01:02 pm
adreamtorise) wrote in fluxnet2020-10-09 01:02 pm
LilCassandra has posted a video on FluxTok!
[Not unlike a previously posted video, this is being recorded from the floor. A quiet female curse rings out, then bare, sinewy feet scuttle past while some rummaging goes on in the distance.
Finally, the feet return, and a form stoops low to join them--Anne,, in yoga gear, waving brightly at the camera before she sheds her hoodie and straightens again.
A bare foot moves, and kicks a wadded up t-shirt into the frame. There's a moment of silent inaction...
Then Anne plants her hands on the ground and kicks gracefully up into a handstand. Her breathing is carefully measured and controlled, and her movements are slow--not with caution, but with casual grace as she balances on one hand and reaches for the shirt, unhurriedly moving it into place in front of her.
Once it's set, she plants both hands again and steps forward: one hand, then the other, into the armholes of her shirt, then steps back again, the shirt coming with her. Once she's balanced against the wall again, she uses one hand to tug the collar over her head before she kicks back down, crouches, and straightens as she reaches for the phone while the t-shirt falls neatly into place.
She's a little out of breath, and grinning by the end of it.]
Okay! That was fun. I was challenged to do that, so...hmm, I suppose I should challenge a few people myself?
[She pouts thoughtfully, rolling her eyes upwards in silent contemplation.]
I...challenge...Tandy Bowen, Evie Grimhilde...Bruce Wayne...aaaaaand...Tony Stark.
[She smiles brightly, the picture of cheerful innocence. Butter would not melt in her mouth.]
Can't wait to see your videos, my darlings!
[Blowing a kiss at the camera, she finally dissolves into giggles before the video ends.]
Finally, the feet return, and a form stoops low to join them--Anne,, in yoga gear, waving brightly at the camera before she sheds her hoodie and straightens again.
A bare foot moves, and kicks a wadded up t-shirt into the frame. There's a moment of silent inaction...
Then Anne plants her hands on the ground and kicks gracefully up into a handstand. Her breathing is carefully measured and controlled, and her movements are slow--not with caution, but with casual grace as she balances on one hand and reaches for the shirt, unhurriedly moving it into place in front of her.
Once it's set, she plants both hands again and steps forward: one hand, then the other, into the armholes of her shirt, then steps back again, the shirt coming with her. Once she's balanced against the wall again, she uses one hand to tug the collar over her head before she kicks back down, crouches, and straightens as she reaches for the phone while the t-shirt falls neatly into place.
She's a little out of breath, and grinning by the end of it.]
Okay! That was fun. I was challenged to do that, so...hmm, I suppose I should challenge a few people myself?
[She pouts thoughtfully, rolling her eyes upwards in silent contemplation.]
I...challenge...Tandy Bowen, Evie Grimhilde...Bruce Wayne...aaaaaand...Tony Stark.
[She smiles brightly, the picture of cheerful innocence. Butter would not melt in her mouth.]
Can't wait to see your videos, my darlings!
[Blowing a kiss at the camera, she finally dissolves into giggles before the video ends.]
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[ Really, he doesn't want to show off the scars that riddle his body. Just in case. The Bat is out now, so he has to be careful about certain things. Even if it makes him a prude. ]
Then it's a good thing we don't live together, Ms. Forsythe.
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And you may not live with me, but you most certainly have to deal with me. Did I mention I bake? Perhaps I need to send you some cupcakes with frosting letters that spell out "Suck It" with a little flower exclamation point.
On the plus side? I'm an EXCELLENT baker.
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That would require you to know where I'm staying. And, I might be moving soon.
[ Oh god, did he just give her the idea to make cupcakes as moving-in present? ]
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Well, now I need an address when it happens. And if you try to duck me, sir, I WILL find you and I WILL feed you sugary confections to lord my superior dexterity over you.
I mean, I get it: no social media. But also? Gloating.
I'm an experienced hunter. I'll do it, buster.
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I'll make sure to keep the residence private. [ Teasing, of course. He's sure she'd find her way over. ]
Can't say I've been hunted down by a pretty woman in a while.
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[...she should probably clarify what she means.
She hesitates...then pockets her phone with a mischievous little smile.
Nah. Showing is always more fun than telling.]