Sep 07, 2010 20:09
[If you weren't living with him and hadn't seen his conversation with the Animus, it's impossible to tell that Will was affected by the latest development at all. He's sitting at the table Very Very Carefully, peering into the feed with a lopsided grin. Xatu (a green bird the size of an older child) rests quietly behind him, her eyes just barely peering open to focus on the camera.]
So! This is exciting, isn't it?
[He laughs, leaning back in his chair, teetering on the back two legs.]
Not only is everyone clumsy, but these precious little things are recording it all! Hahaha!
[His eyes narrow, and he pitches himself forward, the chair falling back on all four legs, Will's eyes intense as he stares at the screen.]
That aside, sir Lance and I are throwing a poke-housewarming party! If you want to know what a pokemon is (or if you want to help educate us on what 'animals' are...), then you should come by! I'll make some cookies and Lance can give rides on his dragonite!
[There's a small pause, as he glances back toward Xatu, who fluffs her feathers.]
No, I'm not telling them about that, dearie- it's a secret mission. [...derp. Will turns back to the screen with a grin, leaning back again and waving.] Well, that's all for- ah-
[The chair breaks and clatters to the floor, but Will remains in the air, hovering. Those with exceptionally good vision may see a slight purple glow around him, and those with good perception will note that Xatu's eyes are now open, glowing a faint purplish. Slowly, telekinetically, he's lowered to the ground, out of the range of the video feed.
His hand claps back up on the surface of the table, his masked eyes and grin following soon after.]
Until next time, citizens!
that's not supposed to be a good thing,
just fucked up a little,
smile for the camera,
i'm not upset no really,
do you really have permission for that?,
xatu is secretly mom,
*event,
facepalm,
where are my pokeymanz,
xatu iluuuuuuuuu