Lord Sandalio (Biffy) de Rabiffano (
dandyofawolf) wrote in
driftfleet2018-02-15 10:14 pm
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Who: Sandalio
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Yes for anyone aboard the Blameless when he suddenly arrives
When: February 15th and 17th
[Sandalio has always been a clever one so it really hasn't taken him long to get a feel for this augment of his. Particularly since it really is helping with the one thing he happens to believe he excels at. Talking to other people. So Sandalio has set about to reach out to whoever might be listening. To help distract him from being away from his pack and Lyall. To stop the loneliness. To help ignore the confusion of not knowing where night begins and day ends...
Yes. Talking with people. That's what he'll do.]
Good evening. At least I suppose it is that. It's actually remarkably difficult to tell honestly. Usually I'd be able to but... No matter.
[He continues onward.]
I am the Lord Falmouth, Sandalio de Rabiffano. Presently I have an inquiry of sorts given the state of matters as they are. Where might one procure a decent cup of tea? While we are on the topic, if you will forgive me, is there a way to have meat?
You have my gratitude whatever your answers might be.
[He's a proper Victorian gentleman, alright. He can't help but to be polite even with the circumstances he's in. Even if he's stuck on this welcome ship. And that is why this proper British gentleman is tipping his hat politely as well before ending the transmission.]
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Yes for anyone aboard the Blameless when he suddenly arrives
When: February 15th and 17th
[Sandalio has always been a clever one so it really hasn't taken him long to get a feel for this augment of his. Particularly since it really is helping with the one thing he happens to believe he excels at. Talking to other people. So Sandalio has set about to reach out to whoever might be listening. To help distract him from being away from his pack and Lyall. To stop the loneliness. To help ignore the confusion of not knowing where night begins and day ends...
Yes. Talking with people. That's what he'll do.]
Good evening. At least I suppose it is that. It's actually remarkably difficult to tell honestly. Usually I'd be able to but... No matter.
[He continues onward.]
I am the Lord Falmouth, Sandalio de Rabiffano. Presently I have an inquiry of sorts given the state of matters as they are. Where might one procure a decent cup of tea? While we are on the topic, if you will forgive me, is there a way to have meat?
You have my gratitude whatever your answers might be.
[He's a proper Victorian gentleman, alright. He can't help but to be polite even with the circumstances he's in. Even if he's stuck on this welcome ship. And that is why this proper British gentleman is tipping his hat politely as well before ending the transmission.]

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I'm not sure what there is to treat for a werewolf really. We tend to be a rather sturdy bunch. Even one so small for the kind as I. All the same, you do have my gratitude for your offer. At the very least I can know someone here is familiar with the supernatural kind.
[He laughs gently.]
I have noticed the kindness here.
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[ There's scarring on her neck that shows just how close she got to a werewolf, but she's not about to show him that. ]
We try to take care of each other.
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Forgive me but would it be to troubling to have you elaborate on this potion? What exactly it does?
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[ She just keeps smiling, careful and gentle. ]
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[And he's concerned his body wouldn't even accept this potion considering how he needs to actually consume far too much formaldehyde just to experience intoxication again.]
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I'm afraid it wouldn't. My pack is bound to me. I am their tether. While I can manage on my own, I still feel the emptiness that comes from not being able to sense them. It is simply something I will have to manage for the time being. Thank you for the suggestion all the same.
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Still, she wishes there was something she could do. ] If there's anything I can do, please, let me know. I can become an animal that might work, and I'm sure Romulus wouldn't mind spending some time with you - [ And, as she speaks, a large wolf head peeks into the frame, only for Hermione to laugh and nudge it away. ]
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You can become an animal yet you are not a werewolf yourself? Amazing! And you have friend there, I see. Wolves typically are not common for that regard in my experience.
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[ Turning, she shifts so that the wolf is in the camera, her hand lifting to stroke his head. He's big, clearly, but he's also apparently quite friendly. ]
This is Romulus. He's part of a pack of Direwolves that I helped raise before I came here.
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[He really means that too.]
Though I do hope your friend will not mind my presence. Animals are not always fond of my kind. Unless they are feline, of course. Cats so often find they have better things to do than be concerned with such trivial matters. I admit that I admire them for that.
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[ Hermione hums, and with Romulus settling down she reaches and picks up what can only be described as a ginger monstrosity. ]
If Romulus has a problem then we'll bring Crookshanks. [ Oh, it's a cat. ] Either way, there'll be someone to keep you company.
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Miss Granger, if you will allow me to be so bold, I quite like you. I hope that we can be friends.
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I'd like to think that we're already becoming friends, honestly.
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