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mayfield_rpg2012-06-07 02:44 pm
encored) wrote in mayfield_rpg2012-06-07 02:44 pm
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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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but she has her own motives to usher him back in too, so hopefully he does take the advice!! Let's ignore the fact that her suggesting it actually rises the odds that he'll resist, but hey, dem are the breaks.]
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I'll return to my house once you've left the confines of my yard and promise not to return today. >small>[...] Or to hassle my mouse for the duration of its stay, however long or short it may be.
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[it's also going to smell suspiciously sweet soon since the kitchen window is open. Can you put 1+1 together, Charles? She went there.
But she's also not going to wait for him to yell more stuff at her, lol, so with a final small smile, she leaves his backyard and disappears from his sight.]
i can html......
That's... [no come back he hasn't even started yelling stuff yet... ALL THIS PENT UP ANGER. he just kind of stands in his backyard staring after her even when she's out of sight, debating whether or not he's more astounded or irritated over her particular brand of tomfoolery.
ANYWAY there goes the oven timer whoops time flies when you're busy being shocked at someone's audacity. gonna give Horace another quick glance and leave him out there to suffer without a second thought... like the nice pet owner he is... and make a beeline for the kitchen instead. WHAT HAS SHE LEFT HIM... not that it will matter much anyway since he's too self-righteously irate to accept anything from her!!]
all of us really no lie...
WELL CHASING HER WOULD BE A BIGGER WASTE OF TIME he already knows she ninja batmans around like nobody's business. Even if he stepped back out into the main street, he wouldn't catch sight of her, so congratulations for not making THAT dumb move!
To her credit his kitchen is... spotless... Dishes are done and etc, even wiped dry and put back to where they belong! The place shows signs of recent use, but everything's neat and orderly nevertheless.
And of course
it smells pretty good.........
In the oven sits a freshly baked caramel apple crumb pie!! ...Oh yeah sorry about the apples - and did you even had a pie crust and some of the ingredients for this?!? ...Then again it's entirely possible Ciel swung by the grocery store before invading his house, it's not like she doesn't know where the shop keeps its baked goods as well as every nook and cranny of the church!!
...
would charles really throw it away, it's... fresh...]
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and it's true he's at least learned that much by now, but he will be keeping an eye on his backyard anyway just in case she decides to come back and do more horrific things to his lawn/the creatures residing within it. HE CAN ONLY BE GRATEFUL ALL HIS NICE PETS ARE INDOORS...
but if the kitchen is that spotless it's in a much better state than she likely found it in, since Charles doesn't really dine in anymore and the non-drone mother here isn't exactly a dishes kind of person.... IT DOES SMELL GOOD THOUGH
and fresh
and looks delicious just sitting there in the oven, perfectly baked and tempting him with the knowledge that it is a ciel-baked pie and that automatically means it will be top-notch...
but his foul mood will apparently not be appeased by delicious treats this time since he grabs the whole scalding hot thing (tray and all, if it's resting on one) and excuses himself into the backyard one last time to dump it on Horace's big fat head. which is a move he will, of course, regret later when it is night time and he's thinking back on how delicious that smelled... WHY IS HE SUCH A CHILD.....
but for now, he'll just retreat back into the house, pick up his favorite cat and go back to his room.]
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no okay all she seriously did was pretty much manipulate Horace into being wimpy by [Trade Secrets]. The bounded field is KIND of overkill, but basically assures that even if he manages to recover some of his more brainless state, he'd still be too... oppressed... to dare venturing out - which goes back to Horace being somehow subdued and unwilling to leave Charles' backyard on its own. She tries to be thorough, Charles knows that too. Sooo... he can expect it to last a few days at least, if he doesn't trade Horace back on his own.
WOW TEMPER!! well horace probably doesn't really react to pies so even he could predict how that ends. Maybe it'll wash off the next time it rains in town or something, but WHATEVER such is the process of growing up!!
besides we all know he'll just mosey back to the church in a few days or peer through the cupboards when ciel's not there.... right...
what a productive day.]