Nathan Young (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
designedtoparty) wrote2011-06-18 08:31 pm
designedtoparty) wrote2011-06-18 08:31 pm
Entry tags:
- character: alisha bailey,
- character: angela montenegro,
- character: appleby mennym,
- character: dulcie,
- character: effy stonem,
- character: fred weasley,
- character: gaius octavian,
- character: kelly bailey,
- character: luna,
- character: marquise spinneret mindfang,
- character: neophyte redglare,
- character: simon bellamy,
- character: valentine,
- curse day: affected,
- curse: 4th wall day,
- filter: public,
- player: b/k the awkward,
- plot: nathan is a troll,
- post: action,
- post: video
019 ∞ VIDEO // ACTION
[Nathan is at a pub. A very, very crowded pub. He's nursing the dregs of a beer, glaring a the people at the bar who are squished up against him.]
You know, they really ought to think it through before bringing so many people at once. How's a man supposed to get served with these bastards crowding up the place? It's really incon--
[And then he cuts off, tensing and making choked noises. His hands go up to his throat, as though trying to tear something off.]
Barry!
[And then he falls off the bar stool, kicking off the device and his pint whilst he's at it. The drinks of a few unfortunate people nearby also fall off the bar, smashing as they hit the floor. Only Nathan's flailing legs are visible on the screen now, but his wheezing and choking, with a few protests about "Barry's" actions thrown in for good mention. ("Barry, no! Don't put your cock in there!" and such. Nathan is classy as ever.)
The display is basically Nathan's equivalent of "Don't think I didn't see what happened last time. Where the hell are my friends? :|" Unfortunately, he's cut off by a rather angry sounding man.]
Oi! How many times do I have to tell you you're barred?
Am I? You only said you didn't want to see me again! You never said anything about barring.
I told you before. I won't tell you again. Get up. Now.
All right, all right... just let me get my-- [Nathan's hand covers the screen and the feed cuts off.]
[ooc: Open for anything and everything! Action outside the pub he just got thrown out of, if you don't want the devices. Blue text is just an NPC pub owner.]
You know, they really ought to think it through before bringing so many people at once. How's a man supposed to get served with these bastards crowding up the place? It's really incon--
[And then he cuts off, tensing and making choked noises. His hands go up to his throat, as though trying to tear something off.]
Barry!
[And then he falls off the bar stool, kicking off the device and his pint whilst he's at it. The drinks of a few unfortunate people nearby also fall off the bar, smashing as they hit the floor. Only Nathan's flailing legs are visible on the screen now, but his wheezing and choking, with a few protests about "Barry's" actions thrown in for good mention. ("Barry, no! Don't put your cock in there!" and such. Nathan is classy as ever.)
The display is basically Nathan's equivalent of "Don't think I didn't see what happened last time. Where the hell are my friends? :|" Unfortunately, he's cut off by a rather angry sounding man.]
Oi! How many times do I have to tell you you're barred?
Am I? You only said you didn't want to see me again! You never said anything about barring.
I told you before. I won't tell you again. Get up. Now.
All right, all right... just let me get my-- [Nathan's hand covers the screen and the feed cuts off.]
[ooc: Open for anything and everything! Action outside the pub he just got thrown out of, if you don't want the devices. Blue text is just an NPC pub owner.]
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That was AMAZING. Who's 'Barry' meant to be? A ghost?
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Barry's my friend. He turns invisible and commits obscene acts on the weak and emotionally vulnerable.
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Not much of a friend, then, is he? And... [A finger to her lips, fingernail painted hot pink.] Are you saying you're emotionally vulnerable?
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He put his... thing in my ear! I'm scarred. No woman's ever going to want to hold me again.
[And then he erupts into huge, fake sobs. He clearly needs some "comforting" here. At some point he will stop hitting on old woman. Sadly, today doesn't seem to be that day.]
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We both know that's not true.
[She's doing the doll-equivalent of narrowing her eyes in thought behind those sunglasses. Might as well throw caution to the wind, it's her very first vacation, after all!]
Is there anywhere trendy here you know about? A club? I might choose to go with you if there is. It would have to be properly at night, though. My skin's very sensitive, and as a model, I can't afford to spoil it.
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You know, you only had to ask.
[Nathan knows all the trendy places. He's also probably banned from most of the decent ones.]
Yeah, I know places. I always find it's best to show rather than tell, though. [He pauses, interested.] You're a model?
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[Reluctantly, he gives her directions to some random club I can't be bothered to come up with a better description for. She'd better actually be there. :|]
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[She is. She wanted to be, so she's there slightly early, even. She doesn't want him witnessing the methods she has to go to to get in without being looked at too closely by bouncers. She'll be sitting inside at a table in the club, watching the crowd so he can't creep up and surprise her.]
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[Nathan, on the other hand, is slightly late. He goes to the bar first, not looking around for her. He doesn't want to have to buy her a drink if he accidentally catches her eyes too early.]
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[Appleby doesn't notice him straight off, but she does notice him before he's done at the bar. She eyes him, considers, and moves out from the corner, to make herself more noticeable. She doesn't go over, though. She can't drink, Nathan wouldn't understand a pretend, and it's easier for them both if she just avoids interacting with him until he's finished.]
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[He doesn't bother drinking it before he looks around then wanders over. He's got it now, so he's in the clear.] Hey.
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[Appleby waves at him, a small, casual, cool-person wave. She's wearing sunglasses in a club, but she is clearly a hipster, so it's not actually that odd, is it? She's also wearing thin, fingerless gloves. She learned her lesson after the time she went to the club with Tony in the 90s.] Hey.
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So, what's with the sunglasses? You blind, or something?
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Oh, I could lie and say that it is merely my style as a fashionable woman of mystery, but I can feel you're too clever for me. You'd know right away I wasn't being honest. In actuality, you're completely right. I'm blind. However, I've developed a deep connection to the world around me and developed all my other senses so much that nobody would ever know. You are the first to discover my secret.
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But without sight there's no point to anything else. The things you're missing. Even now! I know it's not the same, but... if you'd like to feel my face... or a little further south if you'd like to get a sense of true beauty.
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Don't you? [Confused pause. Yeah. He hadn't even realised that hadn't come up yet.] It's Nathan.
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