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cape_kore2013-05-27 12:22 pm
freewheeling) wrote in cape_kore2013-05-27 12:22 pm
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( v i d e o | day 74 | morning )
Well, clearly somebody skipped the lesson on matching our accessories. [ The disembodied voice, with just the hint of several different countries in its depths, is joined by the blur of black and white mesh before it focuses on the deeply unhappy face of one Magnus Bane. To the untrained he looks normal - well, normal for a given use of the word - coloured skin and gold-green eyes. Of course, there's the glitter adorning those eyelids, and the hue of his lipstick to contend with but come on, it's the twenty-first century. He has a reputation to uphold.
To those of a more supernatural persuasion Magnus is more Chesire like. In that those eyes are shaped like a cats and flash when he moves as though light has been shone into his face. ]
Whoever thought that dragging me from my planned alcohol induced revelry was a good idea - it wasn't. Next time how about a nice RSVP. One of those little envelopes gilded in gold. Or sent with a goody bag. I like bonbons. In fact I only party with people who like bonbons. If you don't there's something deeply disturbing about you and I suggest you see a psychiatrist immediately. Or phone up the late-night psychics. Mistress Night read my palm once. [ A grin. ] And other places. My future's very bright.
[ A pause, and then the smirk drops off his face. ] Come on faceless and mysterious message givers, I haven't got all day. I have a nice loft all of my own and while your hospitality is interesting there are still several bars in Brooklyn that require my ability to drink them dry.
[ Who dares disturb the High Warlock, indeed. ]
To those of a more supernatural persuasion Magnus is more Chesire like. In that those eyes are shaped like a cats and flash when he moves as though light has been shone into his face. ]
Whoever thought that dragging me from my planned alcohol induced revelry was a good idea - it wasn't. Next time how about a nice RSVP. One of those little envelopes gilded in gold. Or sent with a goody bag. I like bonbons. In fact I only party with people who like bonbons. If you don't there's something deeply disturbing about you and I suggest you see a psychiatrist immediately. Or phone up the late-night psychics. Mistress Night read my palm once. [ A grin. ] And other places. My future's very bright.
[ A pause, and then the smirk drops off his face. ] Come on faceless and mysterious message givers, I haven't got all day. I have a nice loft all of my own and while your hospitality is interesting there are still several bars in Brooklyn that require my ability to drink them dry.
[ Who dares disturb the High Warlock, indeed. ]