Charlie McGee (
thefirething) wrote in
genessia2018-09-26 09:30 pm
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[ It’s Charlie that shows up on the feed first, hair hanging around her shoulders in a controlled mess of blonde waves. She’s outside at the park, one of her favorite spots to be, and she’s surrounded by books and notebooks, pens and pencils. The girl is researching and for anyone that has a good, observant eye, the books are on dogs. Dog breeds. Dog care. Dog training. She has reason for this.
Also in frame? One Neil Blair who is busy emptying a bag of take-out from somewhere. ]
Okay, so...Neil and I have a question for you guys. About dogs. Probably more than a few. For starters, who has a dog here? Did they come with you, or did you get them here? And what can you tell me about them? About their personalities and temperaments and all that fun.
[ And she turns to look at Neil, because he probably has a bunch of questions, too. Probably more helpful ones than she’s asking. ]
[The moment she turns to Neil, he holds up a wrapped burger to her with a smile, waiting for her to take it from him before he squints into her phone for a second, then holds up a hand in a brief, friendly wave.]
Yeah, what she said. Also, what kind of dogs do you have, if any? I mean--y’know, working dogs versus herding, shit like that. I don’t know much about ‘em, seeing as dogs are a little different where I come from. All I really remember is that Irish setters are dumb as fuck, terriers are the right combination of friendly and vicious little fuckers, and mutts are healthier than purebreds--a lot of ‘em, anyway.
[He pauses to rummage through the bag of food again, then frowns and glances up at Charlie.]
Hey, that the burger with extra pickles? I think I gave you mine…
But they said they marked...hang on.
[ She has a bag of her own nearby and leans off-screen to reach for it. By this point, thank the Gods or whatever, she hasn’t taken a bite of the burger he gave her and the wrapper shows the word PICKLE with a circle and line drawn through it, saying no pickles. She pulls out a thing of fries, fried with the skin on, and two small pies and then another burger. This one has the words XTRA PICKLES written on it. Opening both, she hands over the one that says there isn’t to be any pickles on it at all. ]
Take your pickles. I don’t care for them.
[ With that handled, Charlie addresses the feed. ] Basically, we’re looking for something we can train as a sort of guard dog, but also as a companion. And active. Me, personally, I want a medium-sized dog. I was looking up info on the Malinois and that seems like the dog for me, so if anyone knows where I can get one of those? Let me know.
[Neil grins at that while looking down at his burger, unwrapping it so he can take a bite. Chewing quickly and swallowing, he nods his head towards Charlie.]
Kid knows what she wants. Ain’t she great?
[Immediately, Neil raises a hand to forestall any response from her.]
Shut up. You’re awesome. End of discussion.
[ And end of feed, the parting shot Charlie rolling her eyes as any teenager can in a total ‘god you’re embarrassing’ manner, all while smiling softly. ]
Also in frame? One Neil Blair who is busy emptying a bag of take-out from somewhere. ]
Okay, so...Neil and I have a question for you guys. About dogs. Probably more than a few. For starters, who has a dog here? Did they come with you, or did you get them here? And what can you tell me about them? About their personalities and temperaments and all that fun.
[ And she turns to look at Neil, because he probably has a bunch of questions, too. Probably more helpful ones than she’s asking. ]
[The moment she turns to Neil, he holds up a wrapped burger to her with a smile, waiting for her to take it from him before he squints into her phone for a second, then holds up a hand in a brief, friendly wave.]
Yeah, what she said. Also, what kind of dogs do you have, if any? I mean--y’know, working dogs versus herding, shit like that. I don’t know much about ‘em, seeing as dogs are a little different where I come from. All I really remember is that Irish setters are dumb as fuck, terriers are the right combination of friendly and vicious little fuckers, and mutts are healthier than purebreds--a lot of ‘em, anyway.
[He pauses to rummage through the bag of food again, then frowns and glances up at Charlie.]
Hey, that the burger with extra pickles? I think I gave you mine…
But they said they marked...hang on.
[ She has a bag of her own nearby and leans off-screen to reach for it. By this point, thank the Gods or whatever, she hasn’t taken a bite of the burger he gave her and the wrapper shows the word PICKLE with a circle and line drawn through it, saying no pickles. She pulls out a thing of fries, fried with the skin on, and two small pies and then another burger. This one has the words XTRA PICKLES written on it. Opening both, she hands over the one that says there isn’t to be any pickles on it at all. ]
Take your pickles. I don’t care for them.
[ With that handled, Charlie addresses the feed. ] Basically, we’re looking for something we can train as a sort of guard dog, but also as a companion. And active. Me, personally, I want a medium-sized dog. I was looking up info on the Malinois and that seems like the dog for me, so if anyone knows where I can get one of those? Let me know.
[Neil grins at that while looking down at his burger, unwrapping it so he can take a bite. Chewing quickly and swallowing, he nods his head towards Charlie.]
Kid knows what she wants. Ain’t she great?
[Immediately, Neil raises a hand to forestall any response from her.]
Shut up. You’re awesome. End of discussion.
[ And end of feed, the parting shot Charlie rolling her eyes as any teenager can in a total ‘god you’re embarrassing’ manner, all while smiling softly. ]

Re: TEXT; private to Regina
[He sends it--then realizes what he sent.]
that wasnt me actually calling you baby
its an expression
like i got your back baby
or yeah baby
not[He deletes the word and stops texting, scrubbing a hand over his face with a sigh.
He is definitely in love: the stupid is now leaking out via text.]
Re: TEXT; private to Regina
Your stupid is leaking out.
Baby.
Re: TEXT; private to Regina
He fails miserably.]
get out of my head
thats just creepy
okay i lied its kinda cool
quick what number am i thinking of
Action:
Re: Action:
...but he does put his phone back in his pocket. Where it will stay.
Unless Regina texts him back.]
Re: TEXT; private to Regina
Me and you.
[ She grins and before she sets her phone down, texts ]
I'm right. So what do I win?
Re: TEXT; private to Regina
the prize is really good
one reasonably attractive able bodied dragon mage to cater to your every whim desire and fantasy for the rest of the night
Re: TEXT; private to Regina
I hope you're feeling *very* able-bodied, my dragon knight.
Re: TEXT; private to Regina
but i would rather be your pleasure so yeah
Re: TEXT; private to Regina
Wings would be sexy.
Re: TEXT; private to Regina
aesthetically yeah
functionally theyre a pain in the ass
Re: TEXT; private to Regina
Re: TEXT; private to Regina
i like it
does this mean i have to be a dragon for halloween or something
masks make me nervous
and by nervous i mean i might punch someone by accident
Re: TEXT; private to Regina
As long as you're mine.Masks on you or masks on other people?
Re: TEXT; private to Regina
hides a targets face and it limits my field of vision
fucking hate it when the night dragon decides to make his annual balls masquerades
i dont even get a chance to stop and fucking eat all night i get so goddamn paranoid
i mean halloween is awesome
just frustrating
Re: TEXT; private to Regina
We'll hire someone or ask Evie to paint our faces instead.
Because I want to take Arya trick-or-treating. Without sending you into a panic.
Re: TEXT; private to Regina
i mean face paint is better
never mind i wont be a buzzkill
and i wont panic
ill just send a sprite along with a kill order you can execute if theres trouble
Re: TEXT; private to Regina
[ Because she wanted his company and because Arya adored him, and because it would be good for him. ]
Re: TEXT; private to Regina
what
really
why
not opposed by why
Re: TEXT; private to Regina
[ Who said she didn't know how to appeal to his sensibilities? ]
And because I want you to.
Re: TEXT; private to Regina
ok ill do it
ill wear my uniform
kinda like a costume and practical for a fight
ill leave the sword at home though
Re: TEXT; private to Regina
[ Her dragon knight will probably be less dangerous with his weapon to hand. Less need to be paranoid and twitchy if he's prepared for a threat. ]
We'll discuss it closer to the date.
Re: TEXT; private to Regina
[Though probably a good call--he will feel better if he's armed.]
just let me know
im in either way
well show arya a halloween shell never forget
Re: TEXT; private to Regina
[ A little smile directed at the phone, even though he can't see it. ]
Re: TEXT; private to Regina
It's about three minutes before she gets the next response.]
We'll show Arya a Halloween she'll never forget. Also, you're a sadist. If I didn't find that so goddamn attractive, I'd be fucking annoyed.
Re: TEXT; private to Regina
Masochist, more like. I read your unpunctuated texts daily without complaining.
Re: TEXT; private to Regina
ill start making a point of sending you at least one punctuated text a day
hows that for compromise
if youre real nice to me i might even upgrade to two
Re: TEXT; private to Regina
Eventually, she responds a short and simple ]
Thank you, love.
[ And only really adds the 'love' to make sure the genuine warmth that she's feeling right now carries. ]