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driftfleet2015-11-26 06:04 pm
stagstorm) wrote in driftfleet2015-11-26 06:04 pm
Bobby B - One
Who: Robert Baratheon
Broadcast: Fleetwide video.
Action: The Marsiva
When: Soon.
[The camera catches view of a man who is as thick as he is tall standing in front of the massive windows that separate the safety of the Marsiva from the inhospitable void of space on the other side of it. For many, this would be a breathtaking view of the cosmos. The King saw it only as a nuisance. Dressed in rich silk and velvet with a antlered crown on his head, Robert Baratheon was no man to be toyed with and he was eager to be free, even if he could not fully comprehend what he was seeing. He had never been a learned man and the concept of space itself was so far beyond his sphere of experience. He saw nothing but a night sky and though he could not see the ground, that only posed a problem to be solved later.
Later meaning after he had broken through the glass with a chair that he had caused significant damage to by beating it repeatedly against the window. With each thrust he roared in something between fury and excitement.]
That's right! Try and cage me, you bastards! Do you think this metal prison can hold me? Come now! Have at me!
[Yet for all his bravado and effort, the window did not even crack. Besides that, he was not so fit as he was in his youth. Winded and exhausted, he eventually righted the dented chair so he could sit on it instead. Only then did he turn his attention back to the communicator. He could not say why or how, but he understood that it was meant for communicating. He twisted in his hands a few times before deciding to play the fool and speak into it.]
...well? Does this damned bloody thing work or not?
Broadcast: Fleetwide video.
Action: The Marsiva
When: Soon.
[The camera catches view of a man who is as thick as he is tall standing in front of the massive windows that separate the safety of the Marsiva from the inhospitable void of space on the other side of it. For many, this would be a breathtaking view of the cosmos. The King saw it only as a nuisance. Dressed in rich silk and velvet with a antlered crown on his head, Robert Baratheon was no man to be toyed with and he was eager to be free, even if he could not fully comprehend what he was seeing. He had never been a learned man and the concept of space itself was so far beyond his sphere of experience. He saw nothing but a night sky and though he could not see the ground, that only posed a problem to be solved later.
Later meaning after he had broken through the glass with a chair that he had caused significant damage to by beating it repeatedly against the window. With each thrust he roared in something between fury and excitement.]
That's right! Try and cage me, you bastards! Do you think this metal prison can hold me? Come now! Have at me!
[Yet for all his bravado and effort, the window did not even crack. Besides that, he was not so fit as he was in his youth. Winded and exhausted, he eventually righted the dented chair so he could sit on it instead. Only then did he turn his attention back to the communicator. He could not say why or how, but he understood that it was meant for communicating. He twisted in his hands a few times before deciding to play the fool and speak into it.]
...well? Does this damned bloody thing work or not?
[Video]
this idiot's a bit of a stupid git.
still -- ]
Had a bit too much firewhiskey, have we?
[ amused ]
Don't want to break that window, mate, else your insides'll become your outsides.
[ or something to that effect ]
[Video]
[He's irritated if only because he really wanted to go back to beating on the window, even if it didn't do any good. But he's not about to get himself killed over it. With a distinct absence of any alcohol, he has nowhere to turn his frustration towards.]
[Video]
[ sheesh. though james is glad to see he's done trying to break out of their little cage. ]
Have you got a name?
[Video]
[King, though he doesn't much care to go listing off all his titles just now. It's tiresome.]
[Video]
James Potter, of House Gryffindor.
[ with a perfectly straight face, even!! ]
My deepest and most sincere apologies for the rudeness, your grace.
[ he may have stalked sansa's entire conversation whoops ]
But you may get a bit farther with some smiles and sunshine.
[Video]
[Whoever this James is, he's evidently of no great importance. He belongs to House Gryffindor, but he does not share that name as his own. Some hedge knight, he suspects.]
[Video]
[ sansa has quite a lot of sunshine thank you. ]
Have you met anyone you know?
[Video]
Aye. Three of my subjects are to be found here as of yet. If there are others, I've not yet met them.
[He ruled seven kingdoms, after all. He couldn't be expected to know all his subjects.]
[Video]
[ remus deserves some amount of light in his life, right. ]
His name's King Lupin, and he's got power over sixty-three massive wolves with three heads each. He's a handful, let me tell you -- I've constantly got to reign him in.
[ SIGH ]
Who're you responsible for, then? I take it you've got a lesser load than I do.
[Video]
It's little concern of yours.
[Video]
Have it your way.
[ hope this dude isn't on the paisley otherwise remus will have to figure out how to have 284239 dogs ]