Sterling M. Archer (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
codename_duchess) wrote2014-02-23 07:04 pm
codename_duchess) wrote2014-02-23 07:04 pm
010 ♐ Video ♐ Now today is tomorrow and tomorrow today, and yesterday is weaving in and out
[Backdated to earlier today]
[The first thing that's visible is a close-up of a bright blue cat's eye. It pulls back, showing that it belongs to a sleek, short-haired lilac-point Siamese. She looks distinctly unimpressed, aiming an unamused stare at the communicator before turning to speak.] You're on, Sterling.
Shut up. [Archer grabs the communicator and glares down at it. A few notes: he's dressed in Victorian clothing, a very fine waistcoat and cravat; he's speaking with an English accent; and he is uncharacteristically badly-groomed, all messy hair and rumpled sleeves. There's also the talking cat.] Is this a joke? Since you've somehow managed to abduct me here, the least you could do is make sure the accommodations are livable. Look!
[He pans the camera over his cabin, which is just as modern and fancy as it normally is. It just looks lived-in, bed unmade and clothes thrown on the floor, a few books and empty bottles on the tables.] See? Filthy! I've seen neater huts built by savages on primitive islands. If this place is meant to be so special, one would think there'd be staff.
Somebody get a maid in here. You don't want me to contact my mother.
[The first thing that's visible is a close-up of a bright blue cat's eye. It pulls back, showing that it belongs to a sleek, short-haired lilac-point Siamese. She looks distinctly unimpressed, aiming an unamused stare at the communicator before turning to speak.] You're on, Sterling.
Shut up. [Archer grabs the communicator and glares down at it. A few notes: he's dressed in Victorian clothing, a very fine waistcoat and cravat; he's speaking with an English accent; and he is uncharacteristically badly-groomed, all messy hair and rumpled sleeves. There's also the talking cat.] Is this a joke? Since you've somehow managed to abduct me here, the least you could do is make sure the accommodations are livable. Look!
[He pans the camera over his cabin, which is just as modern and fancy as it normally is. It just looks lived-in, bed unmade and clothes thrown on the floor, a few books and empty bottles on the tables.] See? Filthy! I've seen neater huts built by savages on primitive islands. If this place is meant to be so special, one would think there'd be staff.
Somebody get a maid in here. You don't want me to contact my mother.
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Sterling Archer, global explorer. Charmed. And you are --?
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Well, at least your name hasn't altered. I'm Catra. We've met, though you can't recall at the moment.
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Have we. And what happened when we met?
[Private]
She smirks, and points with slender finger, indicating behind him on the screen.]
I put those gouges into your head board.
[Private]
You must have amazing fingers.
[Private]
You've yet to complain.
[Private]
Why would I?
[Private]
[She smiles, all smug.]
Now that we're reacquainted, do tell me about that remarkable little companion of yours.