[Charles doesn't have a lot to his name here, okay. He's got one (1) potato that he got from the commissary because he donated the rest to Mitsutada's stew, and one (1) stupidly ornate candleholder. It's really pretentious. It's shaped like Atlas, and the candle is designed to be held where the world would normally be. Where did he even get that? It's a mystery!
But he's decided to show it off to Diva because he has no ability to tell when something is a good or bad idea! And as it turns out, this was probably a bad idea, considering how wired his temper is. SO. Anyone moseying by the rooming area on this fine morning will hear a little tussle brewing...]
Excuse me? I'll have you know that it's an incredibly valuable piece. Hand-crafted metals are always expensive, and this one is sculpted impeccably!
[Is he talking about the candleholder? Yes. Yes, he is.]
It’s ugly.
[ There’s a light female voice in return, and she doesn’t seem nearly as impressed with Charles’s valued possession in the slightest. Charles gave it to her to inspect, but she’s giving it a pretty bored, dismissive look as she turns the heavy thing over in her hands. There’s a sort of silence that makes it seem like she’s really thinking something over, but she tilts her head to the side slightly before she looks down at Charles and laughs. ]
It weighs as much as you, you know. Actually, it might be heavier.
[This is like the second time someone’s made fun of his weight or size?! Which honestly is pretty amazing considering how tiny he actually is, but whatever, he still has plenty of room to be OFFENDED. Which he is.]
There isn’t any possible way that this weighs more than I do. Stop being ridiculous. [...] And as I’ve said, it’s a work of art.
[He’ll defend Atlas until the end.]
[ Diva’s lips curl into more of a smile, and she giggles playfully. The laugh sounds innocent, but this is a lie. ]
Ah, really…? Do you want to prove it then? I have an idea. If it’s true, it shouldn't bother you. [ :) ]
[Unfortunately, Charles is too busy being worried about his wounded pride and insulted Atlas candleholder to really focus on the fact that this is stupid and he should probably say “no”. Even without remembering being a Chiropteran, it doesn’t slow down the moron express…]
I haven’t any need to prove it when you could simply tell by looking, but if it would shut you up about it, then by all means.
You’re really sweet.
[ It sounds sincere when she says it, but it’s probably the most passive-aggressive thing said in the Complex. She steps closer with a quick, but graceful step and brings the dumb candleholder up in a way that makes it clear that she’s definitely planning to just bean Charles with it. Maybe if he was a super lame vampire, he could do something about it, but alas. She brings it down right over his head with a laugh, though she’s quick to step back and drop it beside him. Diva brings her hand up to her mouth as she stifles her giggles, looking quite delighted. ]
Ahh, you were right? You are heavier!
(( ooc: look... leave us alone diva and charles are messes... Which is to say, replies are likely to come from both Diva and Charles! Tagging order will be you -> Charles -> Diva ))
+ a joint naughty children toplevel
But he's decided to show it off to Diva because he has no ability to tell when something is a good or bad idea! And as it turns out, this was probably a bad idea, considering how wired his temper is. SO. Anyone moseying by the rooming area on this fine morning will hear a little tussle brewing...]
Excuse me? I'll have you know that it's an incredibly valuable piece. Hand-crafted metals are always expensive, and this one is sculpted impeccably!
[Is he talking about the candleholder? Yes. Yes, he is.]
It’s ugly.
[ There’s a light female voice in return, and she doesn’t seem nearly as impressed with Charles’s valued possession in the slightest. Charles gave it to her to inspect, but she’s giving it a pretty bored, dismissive look as she turns the heavy thing over in her hands. There’s a sort of silence that makes it seem like she’s really thinking something over, but she tilts her head to the side slightly before she looks down at Charles and laughs. ]
It weighs as much as you, you know. Actually, it might be heavier.
[This is like the second time someone’s made fun of his weight or size?! Which honestly is pretty amazing considering how tiny he actually is, but whatever, he still has plenty of room to be OFFENDED. Which he is.]
There isn’t any possible way that this weighs more than I do. Stop being ridiculous. [...] And as I’ve said, it’s a work of art.
[He’ll defend Atlas until the end.]
[ Diva’s lips curl into more of a smile, and she giggles playfully. The laugh sounds innocent, but this is a lie. ]
Ah, really…? Do you want to prove it then? I have an idea. If it’s true, it shouldn't bother you. [ :) ]
[Unfortunately, Charles is too busy being worried about his wounded pride and insulted Atlas candleholder to really focus on the fact that this is stupid and he should probably say “no”. Even without remembering being a Chiropteran, it doesn’t slow down the moron express…]
I haven’t any need to prove it when you could simply tell by looking, but if it would shut you up about it, then by all means.
You’re really sweet.
[ It sounds sincere when she says it, but it’s probably the most passive-aggressive thing said in the Complex. She steps closer with a quick, but graceful step and brings the dumb candleholder up in a way that makes it clear that she’s definitely planning to just bean Charles with it. Maybe if he was a super lame vampire, he could do something about it, but alas. She brings it down right over his head with a laugh, though she’s quick to step back and drop it beside him. Diva brings her hand up to her mouth as she stifles her giggles, looking quite delighted. ]
Ahh, you were right? You are heavier!
(( ooc: look... leave us alone diva and charles are messes... Which is to say, replies are likely to come from both Diva and Charles! Tagging order will be you -> Charles -> Diva ))