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ten | [accidental visual] | it's pandemonium on the floor
The tablet clicks on in the middle of chaos.
See, Levi's been fiddling around with his object. He's figured out what it does, he thinks, though he can't be sure if it was the nail file or Taxon just being ridiculous. Either way, that doesn't really matter to him at the moment, because Levi has somehow managed to knock over a candle, set the floor and the arm of his jacket on fire, and fall over trying to get the jacket off. Fortunately, the fire doesn't really get past the leather, so he's only slightly singed, but still, fire. That's about the point that he starts trying to put out the fire with his jacket. He succeeds, but there's now a giant burnt spot on the ground, Levi's jacket is totally ruined, and Levi looks vaguely frazzled.
With a sigh, Levi flops back onto the couch, staring at the burn spot, running a hand through his hair. He's still not aware that his tablet is recording all of this from the coffee table as he pulls the nail file out of his pocket and frowns at it. Hm.
[ooc: backdated a little, to maybe three days ago or so? because I've been ridiculously lazy with this plot, and i WILL NO LONGER be lazy.]
See, Levi's been fiddling around with his object. He's figured out what it does, he thinks, though he can't be sure if it was the nail file or Taxon just being ridiculous. Either way, that doesn't really matter to him at the moment, because Levi has somehow managed to knock over a candle, set the floor and the arm of his jacket on fire, and fall over trying to get the jacket off. Fortunately, the fire doesn't really get past the leather, so he's only slightly singed, but still, fire. That's about the point that he starts trying to put out the fire with his jacket. He succeeds, but there's now a giant burnt spot on the ground, Levi's jacket is totally ruined, and Levi looks vaguely frazzled.
With a sigh, Levi flops back onto the couch, staring at the burn spot, running a hand through his hair. He's still not aware that his tablet is recording all of this from the coffee table as he pulls the nail file out of his pocket and frowns at it. Hm.
[ooc: backdated a little, to maybe three days ago or so? because I've been ridiculously lazy with this plot, and i WILL NO LONGER be lazy.]