Accidental Video | Action to ANYONE NEAR HIS SHITTY SHOP

[feckinboomstick]

[It's uncomfortable, hearing that wheeze from this channel. The communicator seems to have been carelessly swatted to the floor as he passed by it, considering that it caught the tail end of his retreating shape before it slumped heavily into a chair.

He's gray. Grayer than usual, pale blue in the lips and fingers and obviously cold and sick. Clearly, the steaming drink he has, too dark to be any normal blend of tea, isn't doing whatever job he expected it to.

Whatever is going on, his lips haven't stopped moving once, a shaking hand carefully thumbing each and every bead on the rosary. Prayers, probably.

He has some kind of tic. A constant jerk towards the window, as if he heard something from there, before he digs at an ear with his pinky. Tinnitus maybe? Whatever the issue is, the faded glare finally lands on the blinking light of the communicator, and he hurls a book sitting on the table at it, before struggling to get up and shut the stupid thing off]

Dúr, maith do rud ar bith, briste píosa truflais! Éist suas!

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[black_black_heart]

[Tannusen pauses, and then grins, slow and lazy. Wuh-oh.]

Oh? I didn't realize I was invited in human form, either. How kind of you!

--No take-backs! You already said it!

[Ha, ha. Good job, Cassian.]

Besides, most furniture kind of... you know, breaks if I get on it in that form.

[feckinboomstick]

NO. NAE. GET OFF OF THE BED! NO BEASTIES ON THE BED!

[TANTRUM]

[black_black_heart]

Too late, too late!

[Tannusen flops back down onto the bed, still grinning. Make him move, you tiny man. Risk getting into a wrestling match with the unabashed pervert, just do it.]

[Cats. Such assholes.]

[feckinboomstick]

[he dares.

Cassian rams an elbow into him, because he cheats, before trying to roll the entire great stupid ass off the bed entirely]

OFF!

[black_black_heart]

[Tannusen laaaaaughs, and rolls onto the smaller human.]

Y'know, if I shifted shape right now you'd be so flattened.

[Pooka being natural and inescapable liars, Tannusen doesn't mention that he can't shift anyway with someone looking at him. That's a detail he tends to leave out, thank you!]

[feckinboomstick]

NO CATS ON THE BED!

[At least he can reiterate that particular rule, flailing about and trying to smack the bigger man off of him]

[black_black_heart]

[Tannusen just laughs even more, and tries to pin the newly-recovered priest's wrists. Just for funsies. He's not being gross about it, at least. All danger zones are being left well alone!]

Come now, surely you know better than to go back on your word to a Fae.

[Tannu is full of so much shit. And knows it. Does he care? Nahhh. Because... well, cat!]

[feckinboomstick]

Tis the other way 'round and ye know it-

[The next stream of words coming out of his mouth are also a curse! ... A real one. And a real nasty one too, by the sounds of it.]

[black_black_heart]

[Tannusen grins and ducks his head to attempt a kiss to shut the guy up mid-curse. Just a chaste little peck! Will it work?]

[feckinboomstick]

[YOU SIR ARE GETTING BIT. Or an attempted bite. A chaste little peck either gets him a nip on the nose or the threatening clack of teeth]

FECK OFF!

[black_black_heart]

[Well it interrupted the chanting or whatever the hell that was! Success! Tannusen doesn't even try to dodge the chomp, though he does laugh again. Human teeth are so dull and funny as weapons!]

But this is so entertaining! You're as bad as any cornered little mouse.

[feckinboomstick]

If I could reach me feckin' knife that'd be a different story. Get the hell off of me, I'm losin' feelin' in my arm.

[black_black_heart]

Well, where did it go? You didn't drop it off the side of the bed, did you?

[Tannusen peers off the side for it, and also actually lets go of Cassian's wrists! What a gentleman. That doesn't mean he moves more than that, though. He just puts his weight on his hands on either side of the priest instead. And his legs, of course, wherever they've ended up in the tussle.]

Honestly, that would just make you a slightly pointier mouse anyway. Say, are you actually a priest?

[feckinboomstick]

[The line face he is making could crack concrete.]

Aye, and I've been one for a good two thousand years, anythin' else ye'd like to know before ye suffocate me with your great heavy fat arse?

[black_black_heart]

Two thousand years? Really?

[Oh dear god, good job Cassian, now he's CURIOUS. Tannusen sits back on his knees, still over the priest but not quite as, you know, in his face.]

That's as old as some religions. How's that even work out?

[feckinboomstick]

I've not the foggiest save for the fact that it's a curse and I'd rather have been buried two thousand years ago.

[black_black_heart]

Huh.

[Tannusen cocks his head to one side. He doesn't ask the most obvious and probably expected question, however.]

What religion?

[feckinboomstick]

Catholic, Roman. Ye gettin' off or what?

[black_black_heart]

But doesn't that make you like, pretty much as old as that religion?

...I mean, not really. Is this supposed to be dirty talk or something? You're weird.

[You're the one who asked if he's getting off, Cassian. Phrasing!]

[feckinboomstick]

Ye obnoxious pain in the- OFF!

[HAVE ANOTHER SHOVE]

[black_black_heart]

Keep getting violent and I might!

[Tannusen laughs at that, and looks around for the knife again. He's not really kidding?]

I mean, that's on you if I get hard from it. You've been warned, man.

[feckinboomstick]

[EW]

OFF OF ME! GET GO GET NOW!

[black_black_heart]

Holy crap, you're loud!

[Tannusen stays put.]

How do such tiny little lungs do that? And after all that crap you coughed up. I'm impressed!

[feckinboomstick]

THAT WAS NOT A BLOODY SUGGESTION YE DAMNED STUPID SHITE FOR BRAINS-

[And back into Gaelic, complete with kicking and thrashing. For shame, picking on a sick man.]

[black_black_heart]

And back to violence we go!

[Tannusen grins, sharp and mean, and then just lays on Cassian. Oh dear, oh no, gravity... gravity has just caught up with him. Help, Cassian! (No really, someone help Cassian.)]