[1] - Video

[warrenwhite]

[The journal clicks on, and Warren appears. The camera angle goes wild for a second as he turns it over to look at it.]

This is different! A new type of therapy for the crazies, I guess.

[Warren goes right up to the camera and gives it a huge grin. Then something in his expression changes, and he reaches up to touch his hair, then his face, looking surprised. It’s pretty clear that he’s missing basically all of his fingers.]

Oh-kay.

[Looking nervous, he bites his hand, hard. Looks at the imprint left there for a long moment.]

Holy shit.

[Cue Warren dropping the journal on the floor, and having a madcap run around his room looking for any type of reflective surface. After a long period of time, he picks of the journal, looking way less happy.]

Okay. Very funny. I get it, I get it. The Two Face style of therapy. No problem. I just gotta find something cold. Real cold. Get rid of all this excess… [He makes a general gesture to his nose and the rest of his face. You get a glimpse of him walking towards the door before he turns off his communicator.]

OOC: Warren’s talking on voice for all his replies, as he wanders around the barge looking for some type of freezer to try and get rid of half his face again. Anyone who wants to Spam, feel free to run into him/stop him/hassle him. He’s not violent.

Comments

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[warrenwhite.livejournal.com]

My natural environment is Gotham. [Warren seems to find this amusing.] It's not too cold though. Not normally.

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[namorofthesea.livejournal.com]

Namor was glad, then, that he hadn't helped this man find the cold. "And why do you wish for cold now?" he asked to clarify, since it seemed that he wished to experience mutilation from unhealthy conditions once more from what he was saying.

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[warrenwhite.livejournal.com]

[Warren sighed.] Everyone keeps asking me that. It's just that they've put it back,and I didn't want it. [He puts his hands up to his face. Honestly, he'd spent so long like that he now felt exceedingly strange without it.]

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[namorofthesea.livejournal.com]

Perhaps you will simply get used to having it once more.

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[warrenwhite.livejournal.com]

[Warren is not impressed by this suggestion. He crosses his arms.] That's not fair. How would you feel if you never got to see the ocean again? Would you just 'get used to it'?

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[namorofthesea.livejournal.com]

I...it is different. That is my home.

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[warrenwhite.livejournal.com]

Maybe the ocean is my home as well. [Warren still looked decidedly unimpressed.]

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[namorofthesea.livejournal.com]

And what does that have to do with you having no face?

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[warrenwhite.livejournal.com]

How many things in the ocean have noses? [Warren says this very seriously.]

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[namorofthesea.livejournal.com]

"The Atlanteans and the Lemurians do, as do otters, seals, batfish and sealions.

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[warrenwhite.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, well." Warren crosses his arms. "Not sharks. Which is what really counts."

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[namorofthesea.livejournal.com]

"Hmph. Atlanteans have strength and nobility beyond that of any shark."

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[warrenwhite.livejournal.com]

"No offence, but sharks are the best things in the ocean. They have killer instincts." Warren smiles at this.

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[namorofthesea.livejournal.com]

"And I do not? Atlanteans are hardly docile."

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[warrenwhite.livejournal.com]

"I'm sure they're great, but come on. A shark." Warren shrugs. "The winner is obvious, right?"

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[namorofthesea.livejournal.com]

"As I have been in mortal combat with a great white shark, armed with nothing but our natural defenses, and I am the one who still lives, yes, I suppose the winner is obvious."

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[warrenwhite.livejournal.com]

Warren looks absolutely horrified. "You killed a Great White Shark? Why would you do that?"

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[namorofthesea.livejournal.com]

"It had gone feral, mad, perhaps, and was attempting to attack people, myself included. Most sharks typically have the sense to leave me alone."

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[warrenwhite.livejournal.com]

"But why?" Warren just looks confused. "What made it go feral? Did you do something to it?"

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[namorofthesea.livejournal.com]

"Of course not!" he snapped. "It turned out to not truly be a shark at all, but a shape shifter. However, in shark form it had all the strength and power of a normal shark."

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[warrenwhite.livejournal.com]

"Then why didn't you say so? Instead you just went ahead and starting trying to ruin the reputation of sharks." Warren looked unimpressed.

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[namorofthesea.livejournal.com]

"Hmph." That was all he had to say.

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[warrenwhite.livejournal.com]

"Apology almost accepted." Warren would have said more, but he liked that Namor could feed his shark.

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[namorofthesea.livejournal.com]

He expected him to apologize? Namor glowered bitterly. The King of Atlantis was not so easily brought to apology.

His gaze shifted to the other man. Well, he was mentally unstable, and he had a sort of child like belief in the good nature of sharks...and Warren White would likely find it distressing if he did not receive the apology.

Which he, like a madman, was expecting.

Namor groaned. "Very well then. I..." he hesitated, then finally spat out the word as if though it left a bad taste in his mouth. "Apologize."

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[warrenwhite.livejournal.com]

Warren wasn't quite sure what Namor looked so angry about. It was probably the fact that he'd misjudged just how great sharks really were. Yeah, that'd be it. A mistake like that would make Warren angry with himself as well.

"Apology accepted." Warren grinned. At least Namor knew when to do the right thing. "All the sharks in the world are now that bit happier."