video. un: hartbeat.

[recoined]

( kimberly hart does not have time for this. this, of course, being the entire wishing well garbage. she's currently seated on one of the stone benches, elbows resting on her knees, one hand pressed firmly to the bridge of her nose as she tries her best to ignore the casual bitching of her friend in the background. her friend who is, you know, currently half in the water. her friend that's a goddamn fucking mermaid, with a great big giant floppy tail and everything, who just so happens to also not have a fucking shirt on.  

it's just a lot, okay, and kimberly isn't really prepared for it. she hasn't had nearly enough caffeine yet today, but she can't just sit here either. so. head up, face the camera, smile. go back to being a cheerleader, and just focus on getting through halftime. or something, whatever. she's a bit out of practice. )

Hey, so — ( and as soon as the words get out of her mouth, clary's high pitched freakout can be heard steadily rising in volume in the background; kimberly's whole body turns like a whip, voice snapping, ) Clary! Can you not!

( which, okay, maybe it's a little harsh, but. whatever. she's trying to help. )

Hey. So. Cadelle. Does anybody have, like, a wheelbarrow... or a hose... or one of those stupid Nerf water pistols? Because my friend here just turned herself into a goddamn mermaid — yes, Clary, I'm talking about you!

( more fingertips pinching the bridge of her nose. more deep breaths. she can do this. focus. think about yoga. )

Does anybody have anything that might help? Or know what kind of fish merpeople eat? Or... anything?

( please, for the love of god, anything. )

That'd be great. If you could, like, let me know? Or maybe come help out, if you've got stuff? Or — oh! — if anybody knows where I can get a kiddie pool? Yeah. That'd be good too.

( somebody help her. )

Anyway, yeah. That's... that's about it. Thanks? Okay, bye.

( end feed. )

Comments

[acuerdo]

No one's saying you have to give up showers. [he squints as he thinks about what he can offer up because he doesn't really like the idea of sharing the bathroom with yet another person. after a few seconds he has a eureka moment and a grin crosses his face.]

Don't they have showers at the gym that you can use?

I'd get a pool, but where are you going to put it? The backyard doesn't have that much cover. She probably shouldn't stay out in the sun.

And why aren't you focusing on figuring out how to fix her problem?

[recoined]

I am not hauling ass to the gym every time I want to take a shower. ( the nonplussed set of her mouth in a firm line should underline exactly how little kimberly likes that idea. ) It's bad enough I have to wait for you to get out half of the time, I'm not sharing with the entire gym.

( an exasperated click of her tongue against her teeth, and kimberly turns back to where clary is currently imitating a dolphin, tail flapping in boredom against the surface of the water. )

Oh, yeah, because I totally know how to fix a mermaid problem. Please, tell me, how should I be fixing this? Should I be speed-dialing Ursula the sea witch to take away Clary's voice in exchange for her legs back?

[acuerdo]

Because you don't shower at the gym already after work? [hey, it's a logical suggestion.] My morning routine doesn't even take that long...

[robbie please. a twenty minute shower and shave followed by vigorous teeth maintenance is not exactly fast]

Uh? [he's not exactly the disney channel's target audience, hence the puzzled look.] How the hell am I supposed to know? But why don't you try going to the local clinic?

Or the animal hospital????

[recoined]

( the resultant screeching of clary in the background should clue everyone in to how little she likes being referred to the animal hospital. )

Oh my god, Robbie, you can't just call her an animal, what's wrong with you?

( sure, she has a tail, but don't rub it in... )

[acuerdo]

Oh my god.

[he groans, dragging his hands down his face.]

I didn't mean it like that. She's got a fish tail.

And as far as I know there's not a "mythical creature" hospital.

[did he really just air quotes? yep.]

[recoined]

And you have a head that lights on fire, but nobody's telling you to go to the home improvement store for help.

( jeez. )

[acuerdo]

There's a big difference. I can turn that off without a fire extinguisher.

[more seriously for a moment though...]

Had any luck yet?