Bertholdt Fubar || Attack on Titan (
toobig) wrote in
savetheearth2013-07-29 09:54 pm
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
001M
video; [11:37PM]
[Bertholdt writes his number down in the corner of a page he's editing, without thinking about it. He had gotten a headache from staring at the computer for so long, and was now curled up on his couch in his apartment, the flip side of the manuscript he's working on visible to the network, as well as all of his red pen edits and small notes. His handwriting is cramped but neat, small block letters that are easily readable, even mirrored. He doesn't seem to notice what's going on at first, too focused on what he's doing, but when he pauses to pushes his glasses up his sweaty nose he blinks and stares at the paper. He flips to the next one and finds that the same thing is happening.]
[It takes him a pretty long time to actually say anything while he's trying to figure out what's going on, and even then it's just:]
... What?
[Bertholdt writes his number down in the corner of a page he's editing, without thinking about it. He had gotten a headache from staring at the computer for so long, and was now curled up on his couch in his apartment, the flip side of the manuscript he's working on visible to the network, as well as all of his red pen edits and small notes. His handwriting is cramped but neat, small block letters that are easily readable, even mirrored. He doesn't seem to notice what's going on at first, too focused on what he's doing, but when he pauses to pushes his glasses up his sweaty nose he blinks and stares at the paper. He flips to the next one and finds that the same thing is happening.]
[It takes him a pretty long time to actually say anything while he's trying to figure out what's going on, and even then it's just:]
... What?
text;
[is she talking about his glorious introduction or the contents of the manuscript? the world will never know]
no subject
Something better? What do you mean?
no subject
no subject
[He's not joking.]
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
Do you need something?
no subject
no subject
[There's a pause and the screen flips as he turns the paper on its front to continuing writing on the back, the type of the manuscript disappearing.]
You could do better?
no subject
I think that a lobotomized monkey could do better than what I've seen thus far. But I suppose I shouldn't judge too harshly! The American literary scene is in a moldering decay for just this reason.
no subject
I agree with you.
no subject
no subject
[Well maybe he'll try... probably... no...]
no subject
no subject
I have the skill.
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
[You're so good for his 1.5/10 self confidence rating.]
no subject
[hell yeah she is. with a little work she can get that down to .5/10 if she's lucky]