Equius Zahhak (
alternia_strength) wrote in
asgardeventide2013-08-24 05:13 pm
09 - Accidental Video
[The feed comes on accidentally, one of the last 'hiccups' in the network before Loki is back to full health. Equius is staring to the side in what looks like a gas station, a rumbling growl coming out of his throat. He seems to be trying to make sounds over and over again.]
Le... le... le...
Language of love indeed. It sounds like idiotic cluck-beast babble.
[He growled, shaking his head and looked up at the door, scratching at the door when it opened. There was a dingling sound from a bell above the doorway and he leaned forward, a hand on top of the bowl of free fire-hot candies he'd set out on an 'impish' whim.]
Ah, Nepeta... good. [ahem] [ahem] [AHEM]
Voulez vous avec moi se swoi...
[His small, cat-like moirail comes bouncing in, the candy-bowl getting a pointed look before her attention swerves back to Equius.]
Ooh, are you still purracticing that? Try it again!
[He nodded and grunted, handing her a candy that was not tricked to be overly spicy.]
Of course. I see no reason not to attempt to broaden my horizons, and if I am to express romantic intentions then my moirail is the most appropriate to do so with.
[ahem] Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir?
[It is really, really, unbelievably creepy to see Equius trying this hard to offer a french leer to the words, especially with the way his lips quivered and his broken, snaggled teeth seemed to quiver. The feed crackled and cut off right about then.
No, he has no clue what he's just asked her to do.]
(OOC: This color is Equius and This is Nepeta)
Le... le... le...
Language of love indeed. It sounds like idiotic cluck-beast babble.
[He growled, shaking his head and looked up at the door, scratching at the door when it opened. There was a dingling sound from a bell above the doorway and he leaned forward, a hand on top of the bowl of free fire-hot candies he'd set out on an 'impish' whim.]
Ah, Nepeta... good. [ahem] [ahem] [AHEM]
Voulez vous avec moi se swoi...
[His small, cat-like moirail comes bouncing in, the candy-bowl getting a pointed look before her attention swerves back to Equius.]
Ooh, are you still purracticing that? Try it again!
[He nodded and grunted, handing her a candy that was not tricked to be overly spicy.]
Of course. I see no reason not to attempt to broaden my horizons, and if I am to express romantic intentions then my moirail is the most appropriate to do so with.
[ahem] Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir?
[It is really, really, unbelievably creepy to see Equius trying this hard to offer a french leer to the words, especially with the way his lips quivered and his broken, snaggled teeth seemed to quiver. The feed crackled and cut off right about then.
No, he has no clue what he's just asked her to do.]
(OOC: This color is Equius and This is Nepeta)

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