Elijah is in his bedroom, singing 'I'm a Slave for U' in a grating high-pitch squeaky voice, dancing better than Britney can (or ever will).
Dom has just crept back to the doorway with his videocamera. He's thrilled to see that Elijah is just so caught up in this song that he's forgotten there's such a thing as dignity. Smiling, he thinks about the stellar entertainment that he's *oh* so lucky to be capturing. He knows it'll be a hit at their big Christmas bash to be held later that night.
While Elijah is doing some horrible sort of spinning move as he gyrates his hips, showing off his astounding flexibility, he spots Dom and stops. He tosses was passing as a decent microphone onto his bed, looks at the camera, and then up at Dom.
Dom looks at Elijah, at the deodorant can on the bed, and then back to the flipscreen on the camera, which is now focused on Elijah's...well, he doesn't need to zoom in to know what *that* is.
"Yeah?" Elijah says in his normal, mature, 'Wanna fuck?' voice.
Dom nods and sets the camera down on a table that just so happens to be at the perfect height for filming their *own* entertainment.
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Date: 2002-12-23 11:39 pm (UTC)*is now scared of what she'll find*
And, yeah, get to work on that paper :) Love the icon, though!
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Date: 2002-12-24 12:23 am (UTC)Your icon? Terrifying. All these Christmas!Manips are freaking me out...
Don't wanna do paper! Wanna be festive! And sleep!
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Date: 2002-12-24 12:26 am (UTC)Is it possible to be festive in your sleep?
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Date: 2002-12-24 12:30 am (UTC)...sigh...
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Date: 2002-12-24 01:15 am (UTC)Elijah is in his bedroom, singing 'I'm a Slave for U' in a grating high-pitch squeaky voice, dancing better than Britney can (or ever will).
Dom has just crept back to the doorway with his videocamera. He's thrilled to see that Elijah is just so caught up in this song that he's forgotten there's such a thing as dignity. Smiling, he thinks about the stellar entertainment that he's *oh* so lucky to be capturing. He knows it'll be a hit at their big Christmas bash to be held later that night.
While Elijah is doing some horrible sort of spinning move as he gyrates his hips, showing off his astounding flexibility, he spots Dom and stops. He tosses was passing as a decent microphone onto his bed, looks at the camera, and then up at Dom.
Dom looks at Elijah, at the deodorant can on the bed, and then back to the flipscreen on the camera, which is now focused on Elijah's...well, he doesn't need to zoom in to know what *that* is.
"Yeah?" Elijah says in his normal, mature, 'Wanna fuck?' voice.
Dom nods and sets the camera down on a table that just so happens to be at the perfect height for filming their *own* entertainment.
I never said I was good at improvs :) Lol.
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Date: 2002-12-24 01:36 am (UTC)My sleep-deprived brain thanks you muchly, because I needed that...
::snickers::
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Date: 2002-12-24 02:35 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-12-24 02:40 am (UTC):)
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Date: 2002-12-24 02:48 am (UTC)what's that?