Lumière (
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driftfleet2017-04-18 11:12 pm
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Who: Lumiére and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Wonderduck
When: Today!
[Since arriving at the Fleet, Lumiére has tended towards just using the voice function to communicate with people outside of the Wonderduck. It makes his life considerably easier. He doesn't have to navigate the mine-field of questions that come with just looking at him. He can talk to people like a normal person, and it's great.
Today, though, he needs to actually address the problem of his general...him-ness, and as such, he'll switch the video on. He casts the screen a warm smile all the same, giving a little wave of a candle-hand.]
Bonjour, my fellow Fleet members. This is quite an interesting planet, no? I hear the concerts here are really something to experience. I might have to test out the waters myself. It has been a while since I got to enjoy one.
[It's not the kind of concert he's used to, but after a decade of no concerts at all, he'll sure as heck give this new kind a try.]
But! I had another reason for speaking to you today. I have heard there are several people in the Fleet who are experienced with magic. I was hoping I could speak to them, especially if they know anything about curses- because as you can see [he chuckles, gesturing to himself] I have something that might interest their magically inclined minds.
[Filtered to Winn]
As promised. Here I am, settled on the Wonderduck and checking in. [Like three weeks too late but ya'll can't expect miracles. If you wanted good time-keeping, you should have befriended the clock]
[Otherwise, Lumiére can be found happily hopping around the table of the Wonderduck, carefully setting it so it at least looks like an actual, fancy dinner table and not a metal slab where people sit and eat. They may be in space, but they can still have a little culinary refinement, god.
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Wonderduck
When: Today!
[Since arriving at the Fleet, Lumiére has tended towards just using the voice function to communicate with people outside of the Wonderduck. It makes his life considerably easier. He doesn't have to navigate the mine-field of questions that come with just looking at him. He can talk to people like a normal person, and it's great.
Today, though, he needs to actually address the problem of his general...him-ness, and as such, he'll switch the video on. He casts the screen a warm smile all the same, giving a little wave of a candle-hand.]
Bonjour, my fellow Fleet members. This is quite an interesting planet, no? I hear the concerts here are really something to experience. I might have to test out the waters myself. It has been a while since I got to enjoy one.
[It's not the kind of concert he's used to, but after a decade of no concerts at all, he'll sure as heck give this new kind a try.]
But! I had another reason for speaking to you today. I have heard there are several people in the Fleet who are experienced with magic. I was hoping I could speak to them, especially if they know anything about curses- because as you can see [he chuckles, gesturing to himself] I have something that might interest their magically inclined minds.
[Filtered to Winn]
As promised. Here I am, settled on the Wonderduck and checking in. [Like three weeks too late but ya'll can't expect miracles. If you wanted good time-keeping, you should have befriended the clock]
[Otherwise, Lumiére can be found happily hopping around the table of the Wonderduck, carefully setting it so it at least looks like an actual, fancy dinner table and not a metal slab where people sit and eat. They may be in space, but they can still have a little culinary refinement, god.
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[He could do it a lot better when he wasn't an inanimate object. Ugh. ]
Handles. [He can't help himself. ] I am not sure if they would work. What if I lose my actual hands? Which...are currently candles too but the point remains.
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I suppose you do have a thing going there where the was is also a part of your body? Inconvenient. I should think if you had to be an inanimate object you should at least have the advantages of self-modification.
What happens if you just... add wax?
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[At least he kind of has arms??? And one stump leg. He tilts his candle-head to one side.]
I...do not know. I honestly never thought of adding more wax to my hands.
[Because he still thinks like a person, and people tend not to melt wax onto themselves. ]
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Well, besides insert them into appropriate sized receptacles...
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[No wait, that's derailed his train of thought. He flashes her a grin, waggling his waxy eyebrows.]
Well that depends on what appropriate sized receptacles you're talking about, ma Cherie.
CW: some fucking obscene dirty talk
But I was originally talking about cunts. You know, stuffing with them. Candles are already about the right size.
Although the length of your "hands" there are a little disappointing, might have better luck with your head. Do you still need to breath like that?
CW: AVERT THINE EYES CHILDREN
[If he breaks into somewhere he shouldn't now, he's absolutely blaming her.
Oh ho, and this makes his grin grow wider. This lady, he likes. ]
Ah-ah! I do love a woman who speaks her mind. You know, I've never tried. There has been a distinct lack of beautiful human women in my life since the curse. But seen as you asked, no, I don't need to breathe like this.
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I would certainly not object to such a spirting away, ma chere. Make those long nights a little easier, no?
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There are really too many people in this fleet who can't enjoy getting properly shitfaced. It's a downright tragedy.
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It is a tragedy, I do not eat any more, either. The curse certainly took away the finer things in life.