012 ∞ VIDEO // ACTION

[designedtoparty]

[Nathan is standing with his arms outstretched, his right arm with five ravens perched on it, and four crows on his left. His left shoulder is occupied by a blue and gold macaw. Despite being covered in a fair amount of bird poo (his navy hoodie may not have been his best choice today), he looks pretty pleased.]

Hey, Captain Birdseye. Say cunt.

[The macaw, Captain Birdseye, just whistles at him, much to Nathan's disappointment.]

No, cunt. C'mon, man. Say it with me. Cunt!

[This time he gets a screech and a click. Which still doesn't impress him. He frowns, starting to get a bit irritated.]

Cunt.

[Click. Nathan glares at him, sulkily.] Fine. Don't say it. [Side eye, then he mutters under his breath.] Twat.

[Screeeeeeeeeeeech.] Wanker. [Click, click, click. And then he's cleaning his feathers.]

What the fuck?! Where'd you get wanker from? I gave up on teaching you that one ages ago.

[Birdseye ignores him in favour of cleaning. Nathan pouts, arms drooping a little.] How long is this going to last for? My arms hurt.

[If you want action, Nathan is around the city, charging at random people with his bird flock.]

Comments

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

Wow. You really know what to say to a girl, don't you.

[designedtoparty]

What can I say? I have a way with words.

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

I'll say.

[Dulcie stands quietly for a moment, her bird chattering away on her shoulder.]

You know I kinda broke the floodgates, here. I'd have expected you to make a second move by now.

[designedtoparty]

Oh.

[He's tempted to make some sort of comment about how apparently he doesn't take things seriously. But, hey. He's not that much of an idiot. So, have some tongue, Dulcie.]

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

[Dulcie giggles into the kiss, and moves to wrap her arms around Nathan's shoulders. Unfortunately this ends up disrupting Nathan's birds who don't seem to take thiis seriously. Or too seriously. Basically one of them poops on her face. She pushes Nathan back to wipe it off.]

Oh come on, seriously?

[designedtoparty]

[He would complain, except... bird poo. On her face. Clearly this is hilarious.]

I take it you're not into the whole scat thing as much as these are?

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

[Dulcie scowls and wipes her face off with the hem of her dress. Which means, yes. If you were looking she did just flash you her underwear.]

That is so nasty. Whoever said it was good luck was clearly just trying to make someone feel better about getting poop on them.

[designedtoparty]

[He was looking. And still is, actually. Just in case she feels the need to flash him again. At least he has the decency to look up when he talks to her.]

Wait, getting shat on is supposed to be good luck now? Since when?

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

Yeah, apparently. Personally I call shenanigans.

[Dulcie finishes wiping off her face and looks back up at him.]

This would be a lot more fun with the murder getting in the way.

[designedtoparty]

[By this point he's managed to forget that's what you call a crow flock and gives her a confused, slightly worried look.]

Murder?

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

[Dulcie gestures over his shoulder.]

Murder. Of crows. You also have an unkindness of ravens. Remember, collective nouns? We talked about it about an hour ago? Or have a rendered you speechless with my feminine wiles.

[designedtoparty]

Well, you did just ask me to kiss you. My blood flow has more important things to worry about than my brain right now.

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

Yeah... me, too.

[Dulcie grabs his hoodie again and yanks him down for round three.]

[designedtoparty]

[The birds really aren't happy about this, but Nathan doesn't mind. He wraps his arms around her, hoping that will discourage her from pulling back this time, regardless of what the birds think of this.]

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

[Dulcie is so okay with the arm-wrapping. She uses to opportunity to throw her arms around his neck again, and hoist herself up to his level, feet dangling a few inches off the ground.]

[designedtoparty]

[Nathan's not who you'd call the strongest guy in the world, but he can take Dulcie's weight. Especially since it means he gets to stand at his usual height again. That, and at this height it's a lot easier to move his hands down to feel her bum.]

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

[This is definite cause for more giggling. She takes the opportunity to get her hands in that wonderfully curly mop of hair.]

You know [interrupt for more kissing] this would be a lot easier if we both weren't covered in birds.

[designedtoparty]

[You know that old saying about not talking with your mouth full? Well, Nathan's not even pulling back when he does talk.]

They're total cockblockers. Whose came up with this curse, anyway?

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

Lame people, obviously.

[Dulcie takes a... little more time enjoying the groping. Then she pulls back.]

You need to come find me at midnight.

[designedtoparty]

[Nathan looks like he might be about to protest, but then it occurs to him that, yes, he probably will be able to get a lot further with her later.]

Cool. Where can I find you these days?

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

Oh... around. Might be better if I find you. I'm still kind of living in that tree.

[designedtoparty]

Hey, I'm sure I can find a tree.

Anyway, it might be more fun, seeing as you can track me down in the blink of an eye. Let's say you give me half an hour starting from midnight before you try finding me.

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

Like sexy hide and seek?

[designedtoparty]

I think that probably counts as sexy hide and seek.

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

See you in four hours, then.

[aaaaaaand she's gone.]