019v: Accidental Video
[Backdate to a few hours before this post.]
[There's a thump, and a blur of cream and orange fur, followed by a kitten's growl. When the camera focuses, Magneto and Chuck are in Magneto's condo, Chuck monopolizing the couch, Yali climbing on Chuck, both of them nursing drinks. Schrödinger pounces on Magneto's dangling fingers, looking very much a seven week old kitten, despite being over a year old now. Magneto chuckles, murmuring in Hebrew - to those which understand it, 'Aww, who's a good little boy? Are you playing?' Then replies to something Chuck had been saying.] We should ask Francis to buy the alcohol more often. He picks well.
Yeah, I know it. Let's be real, if- [P a u s e. Yali, the kitten, has climbed up Chuck's chest and proceeded to rub his head against Chuck's beard over and over and over again. After a slightly perplexed moment, the NV even picks up a very faint purr. There's something of a struggle on Chuck's face as the man visibly fights to not awww.]
[He chuckles softly, wriggling his fingers more so Schrödinger latches onto his hand, forelegs wrapped around his wrist, tiny kitten teeth nipping on the fleshy part of his thumb. He mostly waits, to see if Chuck can fight the impulse.]
[Chuck, on the other hand, looks rather like he doesn't know where he is or how he got there, but is sort of okay with it. The kitten hasn't stopped using his beard as a scratching post, but he's just sort of.. staying in place. When he opens his mouth to speak, the jaw movement makes Yali give him a deeply annoyed look; he closes his mouth obediently to let the kitten resume rubbing.]
[That just earns an actual laugh, and Schrödinger attacks his hand, apparently for ignoring him, holding himself upside down, back legs kicking and the somewhat softer underside of his wrist, while chewing on his wrist, over the blood vessels that show through his skin.] Chatal'tul. Yakiri [Kitten. Darling. He shakes his arm a little, playing rather than trying to shake him off.] He's marking you as his, you know. [Softly and amused.]
[Slight frown. Chuck answers through his teeth.] That's kind of awkward. Should I tap out or explain about healthy relationships or something?
He won't listen. He's just a baby and sort of...in the shallow end of the intelligence pool. [There's a growl, and he bounces his arm a bit, fingers lightly scratching the fuzzy head against his wrist, cooing, again in Hebrew, at the kitten.] Are you trying to kill my arm? Are you? I don't think you're big enough.
Don't insult the special cats. [A little wryly. Chuck's nose wrinkles and he twitches a little, before letting out a sneeze so loud that Yali jumps STRAIGHT up in the air, legs splayed, and cartwheels in the air so he comes down hard on the NV, furry butt first, cutting the feed with a clatter.]
((Chuck is green and Magneto is purple. Yes, he talks in Hebrew to the cats.))
[There's a thump, and a blur of cream and orange fur, followed by a kitten's growl. When the camera focuses, Magneto and Chuck are in Magneto's condo, Chuck monopolizing the couch, Yali climbing on Chuck, both of them nursing drinks. Schrödinger pounces on Magneto's dangling fingers, looking very much a seven week old kitten, despite being over a year old now. Magneto chuckles, murmuring in Hebrew - to those which understand it, 'Aww, who's a good little boy? Are you playing?' Then replies to something Chuck had been saying.] We should ask Francis to buy the alcohol more often. He picks well.
Yeah, I know it. Let's be real, if- [P a u s e. Yali, the kitten, has climbed up Chuck's chest and proceeded to rub his head against Chuck's beard over and over and over again. After a slightly perplexed moment, the NV even picks up a very faint purr. There's something of a struggle on Chuck's face as the man visibly fights to not awww.]
[He chuckles softly, wriggling his fingers more so Schrödinger latches onto his hand, forelegs wrapped around his wrist, tiny kitten teeth nipping on the fleshy part of his thumb. He mostly waits, to see if Chuck can fight the impulse.]
[Chuck, on the other hand, looks rather like he doesn't know where he is or how he got there, but is sort of okay with it. The kitten hasn't stopped using his beard as a scratching post, but he's just sort of.. staying in place. When he opens his mouth to speak, the jaw movement makes Yali give him a deeply annoyed look; he closes his mouth obediently to let the kitten resume rubbing.]
[That just earns an actual laugh, and Schrödinger attacks his hand, apparently for ignoring him, holding himself upside down, back legs kicking and the somewhat softer underside of his wrist, while chewing on his wrist, over the blood vessels that show through his skin.] Chatal'tul. Yakiri [Kitten. Darling. He shakes his arm a little, playing rather than trying to shake him off.] He's marking you as his, you know. [Softly and amused.]
[Slight frown. Chuck answers through his teeth.] That's kind of awkward. Should I tap out or explain about healthy relationships or something?
He won't listen. He's just a baby and sort of...in the shallow end of the intelligence pool. [There's a growl, and he bounces his arm a bit, fingers lightly scratching the fuzzy head against his wrist, cooing, again in Hebrew, at the kitten.] Are you trying to kill my arm? Are you? I don't think you're big enough.
Don't insult the special cats. [A little wryly. Chuck's nose wrinkles and he twitches a little, before letting out a sneeze so loud that Yali jumps STRAIGHT up in the air, legs splayed, and cartwheels in the air so he comes down hard on the NV, furry butt first, cutting the feed with a clatter.]
((Chuck is green and Magneto is purple. Yes, he talks in Hebrew to the cats.))