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[He doesn't seem worried-- frustrated, maybe, fingers tapping aimlessly on the table in front of him. But not worried. He shifts a little, leaning back, frowning at something the camera obviously didn't pick up.]
I don't know. I told you.
And we both know you're lying, Brian.
Haven't done anything.
Recently, you mean?
[The unseen Official laughs darkly, a sound obviously meant to intimidate. Brian smiles faintly, humorlessly; more grimace than grin.]
Ever.
[There's the sound of a chair dragging slightly, pushed away from the table, and some footsteps; Brian's gaze moves up and to one side, watching the man across the table pace the length of the room, still offscreen. After a moment he speaks again, slightly muffled due to the increase of distance.]
What would your mother say?
[There's a slight but visible flinch, before the camera shuts off. Accidentally? Anyone's guess.]
[ooc; makin some icons, might be slow replying for a few <33]
[He doesn't seem worried-- frustrated, maybe, fingers tapping aimlessly on the table in front of him. But not worried. He shifts a little, leaning back, frowning at something the camera obviously didn't pick up.]
I don't know. I told you.
And we both know you're lying, Brian.
Haven't done anything.
Recently, you mean?
[The unseen Official laughs darkly, a sound obviously meant to intimidate. Brian smiles faintly, humorlessly; more grimace than grin.]
Ever.
[There's the sound of a chair dragging slightly, pushed away from the table, and some footsteps; Brian's gaze moves up and to one side, watching the man across the table pace the length of the room, still offscreen. After a moment he speaks again, slightly muffled due to the increase of distance.]
What would your mother say?
[There's a slight but visible flinch, before the camera shuts off. Accidentally? Anyone's guess.]
[ooc; makin some icons, might be slow replying for a few <33]
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