video; un: ilqaras

[ilqaras]

[there's a bit of fumbling about with the camera, fingers come into view before everything is righted, and Dohalim comes into view. he's... looking a little rough, dark circles under his eyes as he props an arm up to rest his forehead in between his thumb and forefinger. there's a slight ting of red that manages to peek through his bronzed skin, as he takes a small bite of a sliced piece of fruit; someone went foraging for wine fruit, it seems.

the silence goes on for a moment more; one would think this could be a mukbang, before Dohalim finally sighs out softly, and speaks]

First of all... I would like to apologise to those I've encountered in the last several weeks. My actions were out of line.

[his speech is slurred; he looks off to the side]

Second of all... Would anyone know how to get blood out of white linens?

[another soft sigh, before Dohalim reaches towards the camera, and the screen goes black. he was meant to draft this, but... oops he posted it instead. help a guy out, he really doesn't want to have to burn his regalia]

Comments

[ilqaras]

I've never said it was someone else's blood.

[real subtle. he's usually way better than this, but in his drunken state, that subtlety had yeeted itself out the window]

Should I add anything to the water?

[sixtyeighth]

Didn't have to.

Not until you've let it soak for awhile. Then soap. I like to wear white suits and deal with blood pretty often.