001, Video; Action for housemate
[This pretty pretty Princess does not look amused.
Possibly because said princess is really a man in a pretty dress, casually munching on a bowl of peas. He actually hates peas, but the irony of this couldn't be left alone]
I object. This is unsuitable for a Lord. [He sets the bowl aside with a grimace--ugh peas god gross healthy eating ew--and picks up the letter, waving it about]
I'm not a Princess. I want a change! I'm clearly the dashing prince come to save all the pretty damsels, can't they get that right?
[There is a long moment of silence filled with nothing but Lampo glancing around, as if not sure what to do next, or as if he's determined to take up as much of other peoples; time as possible. Probably both]
Is Primo here? I need to get in touch with him, probably. Maybe Knuckle? Actually-- I'll take anyone that's not Spade, Alaude, or G.
[He looks at the letter again and squints] ...Who's this Fairy Godmother chick? Is she at least pretty? And can cook? Need something sweet to get those peas taste out of my mouth... I need wine.
[And then he simply closes the communicator, bored with it now and off on a Quest for Good Wine. And possibly some pants.]
Possibly because said princess is really a man in a pretty dress, casually munching on a bowl of peas. He actually hates peas, but the irony of this couldn't be left alone]
I object. This is unsuitable for a Lord. [He sets the bowl aside with a grimace--ugh peas god gross healthy eating ew--and picks up the letter, waving it about]
I'm not a Princess. I want a change! I'm clearly the dashing prince come to save all the pretty damsels, can't they get that right?
[There is a long moment of silence filled with nothing but Lampo glancing around, as if not sure what to do next, or as if he's determined to take up as much of other peoples; time as possible. Probably both]
Is Primo here? I need to get in touch with him, probably. Maybe Knuckle? Actually-- I'll take anyone that's not Spade, Alaude, or G.
[He looks at the letter again and squints] ...Who's this Fairy Godmother chick? Is she at least pretty? And can cook? Need something sweet to get those peas taste out of my mouth... I need wine.
[And then he simply closes the communicator, bored with it now and off on a Quest for Good Wine. And possibly some pants.]