Jun 19, 2011 11:59
[When the feed turns on, it shows Basch with fragments of glass in his hand, the remnants of something that used to be a perfume bottle.]
This was delivered to me erroneously, this morning. Upon inspection, it seemed to be a bottle of perfume, however--
[He cants his head, furrowing his brows a little.]
The thing was delicate. My apologies to any individual who was waiting to receive this gift.
[He brandishes the shards, as if to say I broke it, I'm sorry, before setting them gently aside. And what happens next can only be explained as Captain Basch fon Ronsenburg not being in the greatest state of mind, or, at least, would seem that way to anyone who knows him even slightly well enough.]
Should you want me to compensate, I will gladly do so. The manner and nature of the compensation can be arranged.
[...IS CAPTAIN BASCH FON RONSENBURG OF DALMASCA REALLY MAKING THAT INNUENDO RIGHT NOW
IS HE ACTUALLY TRYING TO FLIRT
IS THIS REAL LIFE
A pause, and then:]
Perhaps there is still perfume enough left on myself, should you want it.
[And he cuts off the feed because it is already getting hideous.]
((OOC: This is Basch, hit by the romance perfume. SOB. Feel free to be like ARE YOU FOR REAL, get hit on awkwardly, find him and slap him and be all SHIT BASCH KEEP IT TOGETHER, etc....))
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