driftfleet | I can't wait to be human again

Who: Lumière and YOU
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Wonderduck
When: 16th Jan

[Wonderduck]

[Since the curse, Lumière doesn't dream or do...anything he did when he had a living body. Calibrations was the last time that had happened to him in a decade, and that...well, that didn't really count. Still, upon groggily waking from his sleep his first thought was that Atroma had dropped a dream into his head again. A nice dream, mind, but cruel too, given the circumstances. To give the impression that the curse had been broken at all was a little nasty even for-

He stretches out an arm which would have been a harmless action as a candelabra- much less so when you're a six foot seven tall man resting on top of the kitchen cabinet. He rolls off and hits the ground with a thud and ow that hurt. It takes a moment for him to register that it did hurt- sitting up in confusion and staring at his hands - Hands he has HANDS again. - A quick check and yep, he is definitely back into a human body again. ]

Zut alors, it wasn't a dream.

[He doesn't even CARE that he's still trapped in the Fleet- that his journey home was only brief. What matters right now is he's alive for the first time in a decade and it's wonderful. Laughing, he pulls himself to his feet, brushing off his (outdated, so outdated) clothing before racing off to find his crew. YA'LL ABOUT TO GET HUGGED.]

[Video]

[For those who had found him in his calibration room, this will be a familiar face- otherwise, the network is graced by an entirely new people- though once you hear his accent, it's clear he's anything but. He's beaming from ear to ear, utterly delighted. This is the Best Day.]

Bonjour, mes amis! It seems I had a sort journey home for a while, but I'm back! It was not a very interesting trip back home. Very boring, really. Nothing happened.

[He chuckles to himself, examining his fingernails.]

So. What did I miss?

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You didn't miss anything. Nothing happened at all.

[two can play at this game, sir]

[It's the best game. ]

No? Not even the slightest bit of gossip to catch up on? That's sad.

[it is, let's see how long they can play]

Mmm, not that I've heard, no. This place isn't very gossipy, is it?

[He will give it his best.]

It's tragically low on gossip. I miss the days where I could know everyone's business.

I don't like to spread gossip, but listening to it is a lot of fun. It gets really ridiculous sometimes.

Now I'm sad there isn't any here.

Ah, back home in the courts, gossip was what made or broke you. It was my job to know everything about everyone - without making it obvious that I did. For the good of the Royal House, you see? It was exhilarating.

So sad. So tragic.

Ohh, you were one of those types - my boss has a few of them working for him.

The supernatural gossip just as badly as humans do, so there's always something going around.

Oui, I absolutely am one of those types.

You know, I bet it's much more interesting gossip, though. Adding the supernatural flair must make quite a difference.

I don't know if I'd call it more interesting - it isn't very different from human gossip. There's always drama about romance or people trying to bypass the rules or things like that. They just also happen to be gods or deities.

I suppose there is comfort in that. That people are still just...people, no matter what the circumstances.

Mmm, I can see how it's a comfort. A lot of our world, I guess, isn't that different from the human world. Even when it comes to things like gossip.

It's very comforting to know. It would make parties a lot easier to throw.

[the slowest headtilt]

Are throwing parties that important?

In the time period and country I come from? oui. Dynasties are raised and crushed in the court. They are as deadly as any battlefield- just less bloody. Usually.