Charles "bad camel" Fei-Ong (
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scene xxv
ACTION;
A) [In the morning, Charles can be found living up to his actual age, being an old man and setting up a chessboard in the park!Someone save him before he starts feeding pigeons and wearing sweater vests. He doesn't seem to have a partner to play with. Not until you walk by, that is, at which point he smiles and gestures to the other side of the table.]
Why don't you take a seat? Let's have a match. [SUSPICIOUS... No, he's just that bored and in a rare social mood.]
B) [Or maybe you catch him a little later on, after he's packed away his chess set and is out walking his, uh... Horace. The giant beast actually seems pretty tame, all things considered, only stopping to sniff moving things (like you, whoops!) and occasionally making gross growling noises and drooling on the ground. So majestic.
For the unfortunate citizens, these two losers can also be found in much less docile situations - Charles trying to shoo his droolbeast away from a drone it's attempting to gnaw on, or perhaps Horace lolloping down the road with a few geese in its mouth.]
PHONE;
[And carrying on with the trend of being utterly unruffled by everything that happened over the weekend, Charles will pick up his phone in the early evening with a question for the masses.]
I'd like to know your opinion on concerts. Proper orchestral performances, I mean. Who here enjoys them? If something with that sort of music happened to be available in the city, would you attend? [His little fancy cultured self is starting to feel more deprived than usual okay... Having at least one other star performer now, all that's left is to gauge the interest of a potential audience.]
A) [In the morning, Charles can be found living up to his actual age, being an old man and setting up a chessboard in the park!
Why don't you take a seat? Let's have a match. [SUSPICIOUS... No, he's just that bored and in a rare social mood.]
B) [Or maybe you catch him a little later on, after he's packed away his chess set and is out walking his, uh... Horace. The giant beast actually seems pretty tame, all things considered, only stopping to sniff moving things (like you, whoops!) and occasionally making gross growling noises and drooling on the ground. So majestic.
For the unfortunate citizens, these two losers can also be found in much less docile situations - Charles trying to shoo his droolbeast away from a drone it's attempting to gnaw on, or perhaps Horace lolloping down the road with a few geese in its mouth.]
PHONE;
[And carrying on with the trend of being utterly unruffled by everything that happened over the weekend, Charles will pick up his phone in the early evening with a question for the masses.]
I'd like to know your opinion on concerts. Proper orchestral performances, I mean. Who here enjoys them? If something with that sort of music happened to be available in the city, would you attend? [His little fancy cultured self is starting to feel more deprived than usual okay... Having at least one other star performer now, all that's left is to gauge the interest of a potential audience.]
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...Is it really okay to do this during the day, Charles?
[while Ciel stops and watches completely unhelpfully. WHO CARES ABOUT DRONES AMIRITE]
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To what, walk it? I can't very well wait until the evening if it's making all of this noise, you know. [noise that only hypersonic ears can pick up. being a chiropteran is suffering]
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Noises? The growling doesn't seem that bad. [a beat.
oh wait.]
You never did elaborate about that. Does he make a noise only you can hear - or anyone else with similar kinds of unusual hearing sensitivity, if I may presume?
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[He takes the seat across from Charles, glancing at the board.] Black or white?
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That's quite all right, I haven't played in years. I just happened across this board when I was cleaning the basement out. [and he'll just be setting up the black chess pieces on his side of the board.] I hope this is fine with you?
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[He surveys the board with an amused air.] The white king? It really has been a while. [And then he pushes a pawn forward I guess idk just assume he is pretty damn good at this game because I sure am not]
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Cue Cain sitting opposite Charles with a smile.]
Good morning, Charles.
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nods in response to the greeting, idly setting both kings in the center of the board as an indication for Cain to choose his color.]
Are you doing well?
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Very well, thank you. And I can tell you must be in a remarkably good mood.
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so slow ))): but i am moved now and READY TO BE TAGGING BEAST AGAIN
no worries! ;u; hope you get settled easily!
thank youuu <33
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I wonder what kind of creature you are...
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Do you mean this mouse?
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[Doesn't look like a mouse to her. Or one that she's ever been.]
Was it mutated or something...?
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Sure, why not?
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Would you care for black or white?
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[Pulling his chair up close because what is being small. And taking black.]
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also giving the Doctor the white king he gets no choice]
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Life-size chess board? Don't be ridiculous, Charles!
...That's extreme chess.
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who wouldn't stare at that man. c_c]
What a lovely pet you have there. [Says the girl with the cat umbrella but shhh.]
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Quite a piece of work, isn't it? [KICKING HORACE INTO THE BUSHES or at least kind of scooting him over so he isn't taking up so much sidewalk and invading anyone's personal space.]
My apologies, it isn't exactly the most intelligent thing.
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I don't believe I have seen another quite like it at the very least. [Whether that's a good thing or not is anyone's guess...]
As are most pets, I believe. The day I find one that does not aggravate me will be nothing short of a miracle. [If an umbrella could be depressed it would be right now wait it actually can so CUE SAD DROOPING UMBRELLA CAT.]
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Ah, this would just be a duet. I hadn't thought there would be enough interest to form a proper orchestra. Why, do you play?
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b) dear aki, please accept my hideously late tags forever. love, mako.
honestly, just the sight of this giant, lumbering, ungraceful and decidedly unsanitary creature was enough to turn a man's stomach -- but Abel is distinctly reminded the horrendous screeching noises that only Charles appears privy to in addition. it brings about a sincere pang of pity and apology, and... admittedly
a little amusement because lolCharles your life
...none-the-less, Abel is pausing in his pace down the street on his way home? to? God knows anymore -- one errand or another. attending work earlier in the day meant there's an absence of cassock, and instead of the usual tomfoolery that he'd greet the Chiropteran with-- well. after the way they'd last parted, some tension is expected, right? he's giving him a vaguely surprised look, instead.
...and then just sort of staring at Horace. because Horace. does he really need a reason to stare at Horace...]
dear mako, no never. i also ate the pudding you were saving for later.
he's at least aware of the fact that Ciel was able to make much more progress than he managed though, which is about the only reason he doesn't just carry on walking like he hadn't noticed any peculiar priests in civilian clothes ambling by. it's still a partial victory even if he had no hand in it okay...]
One would think you had plenty of time to grow used to the mouse by now. Why such a face?
dear aki, i just hired a pro-wrestler to punch you in the face. please open the door in 5.
dear mako, my door handle is broken i will have to answer some other time...
dear aki, oh ok i'll just tell him to like dropkick it down np broski p_o
dear mako, i forgot to mention that i also moved. far away.
dear aki, IS THAT SO to a place with fail doorknobs...
dear mako, NO TO A PLACE WITH GREAT DOORKNOBS also a bustproof door
dear aki, well i'm sure the pro-wrestler will test this... WITH HIS DROPKICK OF DEATH
dear mako, THIS ISN'T THE LIFE I WANTED TO LIVE
dear aki, IT ISN'T TOO LATE, TURN BACK NOW AND REPENT
dear mako, I CAN'T FORGIVE OR FORGET this is the path i must travel!!1
dear aki, o-oh... sou determined... *^*
dear mako, it is the way of the aki
dear aki, so i wonder what your theme song sounds like...
dear mako, i will include it in this tag
dear aki, i just choked on my water. now i'm dead.
dear mako, i was so shocked by your sudden death i forgot the subject line
dear aki, this is what your theme song did to me... you have only yourself to blame!!
DEAR MAKO I CAN'T SAVE YOU NOW i can't even save myself
NO AKI NO DON'T GO DOWN THE PATH OF THE LOST!!
going going gone... it's ok i'll still send flowers to your grave
oh flowers you say... what kind?
wait no i changed my mind you get pitcher plants
...whatever i'll take what i can get, at least my death is mourned...
yes look on the... bright side........
/eyes glimmer with optimistic tears of hope...
quietly hands a tissue and floats away on a breeze...
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