[Cohen doesn't call back, but he understands (for the most part) and though he acts like a fussy old bird, he sympathizes (in the most obscure way possible).]
[The video comes on to show a happy yet somewhat nervous looking cat. He clears his throat before smiling wide and speaking.]
Excuse me? Mr. Cohen sir? My name is Danny and I was told since I'm looking for a job as a performer I should call you. I was hoping to earn a chance to audition for you if you're looking for young talent.
[ At some point on Valentine's Day, Sander will be accosted by a small robotic cupid(?!) with a propeller jutting out of its back. Hovering unsteadily, it tinnily informs him that he has a message from Yaha, and delivers the message recorded into its memory-- ]
Through we may fight, know that I will always love you, my dearest child.
[ The message concludes with a shower of heart-shaped confetti over his head before the cupid zips away, off on the rest of its errands. ]
[ ooc; As you might have guessed, this is a glitched (with mun approval) message! If you want to see what Yaha intended to send, check out the unscreened post here (http://what-scruples.livejournal.com/4825.html). ]
[The old crow ponders the messenger and its delivery, tsk'ing at its poor form and sloppy ending (not to mention that he must now have words with the dear little elf, wherever he may be on this happy holiday).]
Mr. Cohen? If Miss Jinx hasn't told you about me already, I'm Kurt Hummel and I'm to be the newest addition to your staff at Felton. She's referred me to you for vocal coaching--not that I need it, per se, but it's always vital for a stage performer to fine-tune their talents. Please contact me at your earliest convenience.
I've heard of you, sonny jim. You have quite the voice, or so I've been told. A fine worker though a bit rough around the edges.
Now, I'm not one to typically take on a whim simply because someone said so...but I suppose I can make an exception. Little Hex thus far has done me no ill will. And she knows a good tune when she hears one.
Sadly she can't squawk a single tuneful note even if her life depended on it.
[Cohen doesn't answer immediately. Oh, he knows who it is by the little name that pops up on the screen, but provided he hadn't seen her for a day or two (or three or four or more), he lets it hit it's fourth ring before tuning in. There Sander Cohen sits in all his artistic glory, quite literally--various papers scattered around him, arranged in the same peculiar manner that a writer might plan their plot progress or a director might plan a storyboard.
He reaches up and recurls the two strands on his forehead, smiling (but not quite benevolently) for the camera. His grease pancake makeup glistening in the light.]
Aaahhhh there you are. If it isn't my lovely - little - hex. Darling, you have to stop just disappearing because I always find our dance troupe just absolutely wayward by the graceful side. It's abysmal.
[Jinx is sitting in the common room of a house that isn't her own. Her hair hangs down around her shoulders and, for once, she's not wearing a pound of eyeliner. Not wearing any makeup at all, actually. As Sander speaks, she chews at her bottom lip and tugs nervously at her clothes. Her chest is sore, mostly because her bra is now the wrong size. Oh god, oh god, oh dear god...]
They're not all bad. Sure, I am the best out of all of them...but I, ah, have an understudy for a reason. Amber can't do everything I can, of course, but she can learn most of the part.
[The sorceress grins nervously. She's definitely trying to get at something here.]
voice;
Date: 2010-08-04 01:42 am (UTC)voice;
Date: 2010-08-04 02:47 am (UTC)Better make it snappy! I have a horde of fucking Doubters on my hands. [snarl snarl]
voice;
Date: 2010-08-04 02:48 am (UTC)voice;
Date: 2010-08-04 03:13 am (UTC)It doesn't sound like you're on your last legs so I can assume the best~?
voice;
Date: 2010-08-04 03:15 am (UTC)I'm as far away from the action as possible, unfortunately. Jinx is in the thick of it somewhere. I'm on my way shortly.
voice;
Date: 2010-08-04 03:58 pm (UTC)The mall is on lock down. [not that he expects it to stop Riku at all. The sheepdog's determination is admirable.]
voice;
Date: 2010-08-04 04:15 pm (UTC)Not a problem. I'll be there in a few minutes. Hang tight.
voice;
Date: 2010-08-04 04:41 pm (UTC)[voicemail]
Date: 2010-09-18 04:20 am (UTC)Re: [voicemail]
Date: 2010-09-18 01:55 pm (UTC)[Video]
Date: 2011-02-11 02:11 am (UTC)Excuse me? Mr. Cohen sir? My name is Danny and I was told since I'm looking for a job as a performer I should call you. I was hoping to earn a chance to audition for you if you're looking for young talent.
[He gains a bit more confidence now.]
And if you are, I'm your cat!
audio; 1/2
Date: 2011-02-11 07:03 pm (UTC)audio;
Date: 2011-02-11 07:06 pm (UTC)We'll see - if - you've got it.
Re: audio;
Date: 2011-02-11 08:54 pm (UTC)audio;
Date: 2011-02-11 09:49 pm (UTC)Besides, the girls'll love you.
Re: audio;
Date: 2011-02-12 05:15 pm (UTC)[He chuckles nervously, more over the question than the comment about girls. It seems to have gone over his head.]
audio;
Date: 2011-02-12 05:23 pm (UTC)Re: audio;
Date: 2011-02-12 06:08 pm (UTC)[ action]
Date: 2011-02-15 06:06 am (UTC)Through we may fight, know that I will always love you, my dearest child.
[ The message concludes with a shower of heart-shaped confetti over his head before the cupid zips away, off on the rest of its errands. ]
[ ooc; As you might have guessed, this is a glitched (with mun approval) message! If you want to see what Yaha intended to send, check out the unscreened post here (http://what-scruples.livejournal.com/4825.html). ]
[action]
Date: 2011-02-20 02:49 pm (UTC)Voicemail;
Date: 2011-05-22 12:46 am (UTC)return voice;
Date: 2011-05-23 02:41 am (UTC)Now, I'm not one to typically take on a whim simply because someone said so...but I suppose I can make an exception. Little Hex thus far has done me no ill will. And she knows a good tune when she hears one.
Sadly she can't squawk a single tuneful note even if her life depended on it.
voice;
Date: 2011-05-23 02:55 am (UTC)voice;
Date: 2011-05-23 02:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-23 02:59 am (UTC)[he hastily adds]
no subject
Date: 2011-05-23 03:01 am (UTC)call;
Date: 2011-07-30 07:09 am (UTC)video for the darling hex;
Date: 2011-08-01 11:56 pm (UTC)He reaches up and recurls the two strands on his forehead, smiling (but not quite benevolently) for the camera. His grease pancake makeup glistening in the light.]
Aaahhhh there you are. If it isn't my lovely - little - hex. Darling, you have to stop just disappearing because I always find our dance troupe just absolutely wayward by the graceful side. It's abysmal.
video because she CAN'T TURN IT OFF, OH GOD WHY;
Date: 2011-08-02 04:18 am (UTC)They're not all bad. Sure, I am the best out of all of them...but I, ah, have an understudy for a reason. Amber can't do everything I can, of course, but she can learn most of the part.
[The sorceress grins nervously. She's definitely trying to get at something here.]