[ help he's such a sucker for praise and grand titles
Said wargod doesn't exactly sleep, to say the least. There are periods of restful comfort, though; wrapped up around his slumbering, equally red-haired companion, he's alert enough to be ready for the offense, territorial and sharp over Shanks's sleeping form. He's also painfully shy, and that manifests in the sudden squawk he lets out when Nandor bursts into the bedro and catches him in any state of gentleness and calm.
Immediately, he rips the pillow out from under his own head and flings it into the vampire's face, hissing like an irritated serpent before he realizes this isn't just an invasion of his little den. It's an update on their prey!!
Immediately following his pillow assault, he lunges for both the phone and Nandor, to lift him over his shoulder and carry him to the bathroom. For scheming. Also, so that Shanks isn't kept awake. ]
She has returned with vengeance it seems. What did you do to attract such attention!
[ The ancient and venerable warrior, veteran of countless battles, doesn't manage to dodge the pillow to the face. ]
Ow! Hey! What -- [ He yelps as he's scooped up over Set's warm shoulder, kicking and protesting the entire way to the bathroom -- as impressed as he is that Set can pick him up at all, being quite a large and imposing vampire, he doesn't like being manhandled. If Shanks sleeps through this, surely he'll sleep through anything. ] Hey! This is very undignified, you know! Watch the cape!
[ Nandor quickly scrambles up after being dumped onto the bathroom floor, immediately distressed at being so accused, as well as the situation at hand. Also, not keeping his voice down. ]
I did nothing at all! Perhaps she knows of our plotting and seeks to kill me before I have a chance to do away with her! Look at this fucking shit! [ He holds the phone out to Set, with the message on the screen. ] She's going to peel my skin off like a grape! This is very alarming!
[ sorry about your cape, and your pride?? this is urgent! ]
I imagine that she must know. To send you another curse, and with so swift a timeframe in which you must propagate it — she is desperate to amass power in order to resist us.
[ what an odd curse she's sent, too. it reads more like a story, and as Set continues to read through it attentively, his eyebrows rise and his mouth curls into a smile. after all, really good at her craft! scary as she is, as she's flinging curses around and harassing a powerful warrior, he must admire her work. unlike his own siblings, he'd never been blessed with great magics or helpful domains... ]
Fear not. Do as she requires and preserve yourself for now, and we shall handle her sorcery soon. Ending her is one matter. I recall she has two partners — Danny and Eddie — that may take great umbrage with our work.
We must be prepared not only to destroy her, but to handle any response from them.
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Said wargod doesn't exactly sleep, to say the least. There are periods of restful comfort, though; wrapped up around his slumbering, equally red-haired companion, he's alert enough to be ready for the offense, territorial and sharp over Shanks's sleeping form. He's also painfully shy, and that manifests in the sudden squawk he lets out when Nandor bursts into the bedro and catches him in any state of gentleness and calm.
Immediately, he rips the pillow out from under his own head and flings it into the vampire's face, hissing like an irritated serpent before he realizes this isn't just an invasion of his little den. It's an update on their prey!!
Immediately following his pillow assault, he lunges for both the phone and Nandor, to lift him over his shoulder and carry him to the bathroom. For scheming. Also, so that Shanks isn't kept awake. ]
She has returned with vengeance it seems. What did you do to attract such attention!
[ wow this victim blaming ]
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Ow! Hey! What -- [ He yelps as he's scooped up over Set's warm shoulder, kicking and protesting the entire way to the bathroom -- as impressed as he is that Set can pick him up at all, being quite a large and imposing vampire, he doesn't like being manhandled. If Shanks sleeps through this, surely he'll sleep through anything. ] Hey! This is very undignified, you know! Watch the cape!
[ Nandor quickly scrambles up after being dumped onto the bathroom floor, immediately distressed at being so accused, as well as the situation at hand. Also, not keeping his voice down. ]
I did nothing at all! Perhaps she knows of our plotting and seeks to kill me before I have a chance to do away with her! Look at this fucking shit! [ He holds the phone out to Set, with the message on the screen. ] She's going to peel my skin off like a grape! This is very alarming!
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I imagine that she must know. To send you another curse, and with so swift a timeframe in which you must propagate it — she is desperate to amass power in order to resist us.
[ what an odd curse she's sent, too. it reads more like a story, and as Set continues to read through it attentively, his eyebrows rise and his mouth curls into a smile. after all, really good at her craft! scary as she is, as she's flinging curses around and harassing a powerful warrior, he must admire her work. unlike his own siblings, he'd never been blessed with great magics or helpful domains... ]
Fear not. Do as she requires and preserve yourself for now, and we shall handle her sorcery soon. Ending her is one matter. I recall she has two partners — Danny and Eddie — that may take great umbrage with our work.
We must be prepared not only to destroy her, but to handle any response from them.