005 ♚ accidental video | a teaser trailer to insanity
[ Erik had initially turned on the datapad to speak to Alex. Despite the tension between them, it became clear that the two of them were able to at least relate over one person - Claire. She had been more than generous with her information over Sylar and while Erik would frown over the constant willingness to share this to anyone, he tolerated it when Alex brought it up because it meant a peace treaty of sorts between them despite the awkwardness that came around.
However, distracted as he was by Charles puttering around the apartment, Erik’s fingers slipped against the privacy button, changing the setting to public instead -- ]
No, Charles. I’m not apologizing to Alex over this. Don’t even--!!
[ You can’t particularly hear Charles, but there’s the sound of a British accent coming off screen and the onslaught of a pillow thrown at both Erik and the datapad. ]
And I thought you claimed you were the only adult around here. [ Comes Erik’s voice and the datapad is left on the table. From this slight angle, you can see the man moving to stand up from the sofa where he was sitting and crossing the living room to the window where Charles is standing.
Not that you can hear much of what’s going on, but Charles is speaking, much to the chagrin of Erik, who simply shakes his head in annoyance, throwing up his palms in mock defense. This is followed by a near swift punch from Charles, aimed at Erik’s outstretched palms. The blow, just glances Erik’s hands, Charles’ voice can be heard but the words are obscured by deep, relaxed laughter, which is followed by a sudden bout of laughter from Erik.
And if you listen, you can just hear Erik speaking: ] Can’t even throw a punch. You’re British through and through.
[ What you do see however, is the look of mock indignation on Charles’ part.]
I think someone has gotten too big for his lederhosen!
[Charles is retorting as he lifts his palms and though it sounds fierce, he’s laughing as he wiggles his fingers in invitation at the taller man. Erik throws one hook, which Charles tries to grab with his outstretched palm but Erik leans just out of range, retreating and throwing his open palms upwards as Charles makes a swing for him, which the older man easily bats downwards.
The angle of the datapad is such that the pair come in and out of view, the sound of them scuffling like a pair of over grown boys can be heard, along with more cheerfully tossed smack talk insults.
It’s a moment of relaxation they allow - or rather, want to enjoy together, a private moment during which the heavier concerns, such as the defection of the Jedi and eventual incoming war, no longer demand their utmost attention.
They’ll return to being leaders tomorrow, possibly tonight, but with their chess game over and Charles being a right bother, for now you get a glimpse into what is quite possibly one of the rarest moments of actual serenity between both men. ]
[ ooc: Inspired off these gifs... well, the first half too but I don't have it. Also responses may or may not come from either Charles, Erik, or both tag teaming you, be warned! ]
However, distracted as he was by Charles puttering around the apartment, Erik’s fingers slipped against the privacy button, changing the setting to public instead -- ]
No, Charles. I’m not apologizing to Alex over this. Don’t even--!!
[ You can’t particularly hear Charles, but there’s the sound of a British accent coming off screen and the onslaught of a pillow thrown at both Erik and the datapad. ]
And I thought you claimed you were the only adult around here. [ Comes Erik’s voice and the datapad is left on the table. From this slight angle, you can see the man moving to stand up from the sofa where he was sitting and crossing the living room to the window where Charles is standing.
Not that you can hear much of what’s going on, but Charles is speaking, much to the chagrin of Erik, who simply shakes his head in annoyance, throwing up his palms in mock defense. This is followed by a near swift punch from Charles, aimed at Erik’s outstretched palms. The blow, just glances Erik’s hands, Charles’ voice can be heard but the words are obscured by deep, relaxed laughter, which is followed by a sudden bout of laughter from Erik.
And if you listen, you can just hear Erik speaking: ] Can’t even throw a punch. You’re British through and through.
[ What you do see however, is the look of mock indignation on Charles’ part.]
I think someone has gotten too big for his lederhosen!
[Charles is retorting as he lifts his palms and though it sounds fierce, he’s laughing as he wiggles his fingers in invitation at the taller man. Erik throws one hook, which Charles tries to grab with his outstretched palm but Erik leans just out of range, retreating and throwing his open palms upwards as Charles makes a swing for him, which the older man easily bats downwards.
The angle of the datapad is such that the pair come in and out of view, the sound of them scuffling like a pair of over grown boys can be heard, along with more cheerfully tossed smack talk insults.
It’s a moment of relaxation they allow - or rather, want to enjoy together, a private moment during which the heavier concerns, such as the defection of the Jedi and eventual incoming war, no longer demand their utmost attention.
They’ll return to being leaders tomorrow, possibly tonight, but with their chess game over and Charles being a right bother, for now you get a glimpse into what is quite possibly one of the rarest moments of actual serenity between both men. ]
[ ooc: Inspired off these gifs... well, the first half too but I don't have it. Also responses may or may not come from either Charles, Erik, or both tag teaming you, be warned! ]