ITP: Being Social

[say_thee_nay]

[Standing outside the door of the Fire Cabin tonight is a certain godling attired in that finest of formal wear Camp can provide--so in lieu of a shirt, he's brought flowers. At present he's followed up knocking with a rather pertinent question

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[wingsinthedust]

*to match a shirtless Asgardian prince how about a pantsless one coming back to his sleeping quarters*

...hello Thor.

[say_thee_nay]

[Between us we are fully dressed! Huzzah!]

Greetings, Prince Mytho! And how dost this evening find thee?

[wingsinthedust]

*so classy, and looking at Mai's :| expression and back*

The evening found me where I usually am, so it has not lost me. Where are you going?

[say_thee_nay]

How fortunate for it, then. For me, I am calling 'pon the Lady Mai in an effort to provide her with an enjoyable evening.

[wingsinthedust]

Oh. I see.

Perhaps you should tell her a joke.

[say_thee_nay]

My thanks for thine advice, Highness. Indeed, I made such a sally--and experienced some success. I shall keep the tactic in mind as the night wears on.

[wingsinthedust]

*nods* I believe you can make her smile, even if it is late and it may be a yawn instead at first.

[say_thee_nay]

Well, we shall certainly see. My thanks for the vote of confidence, Prince Mytho.

[wingsinthedust]

A prince does not rest when helping others, so until she is very tired I know you will make things...enjoyable.

[say_thee_nay]

[... oh, the unfortunate implications.]

... ah. Yes, well. Such is my goal.

[wingsinthedust]

*...implications like things turning into pumpkins?*

That is good. I wish you good luck.

[say_thee_nay]

[... sure, let's go with that.]

I am like to need it, my friend.