5th Petal | [Action - Backdated to Yesterday (Dec. 9)]
[After hearing the news about Rapunzel's departure, Beast hasn't been feeling much like going out or talking... again. The whole situation makes him feel insecure about his relationships... who else will this happen to? Mac? It's a subject he doesn't want to think about, but after this it's almost staring him in the face.
So this is what's on his mind when he notices something outside - some sort of light is shining on the snow. Except it's... multicoloured? Curiosity gets the better of him so he goes out to see what's out he-... WHAT ARE THESE SHINY THINGS ALL OVER HIS NEW HOUSE?! These are like the strange "technology" versions of the candles inside, only WHAT NEED DO THEY HAVE TO BE ALONG THE ROOFS AND DOORS AND BUSHES AND EVERYTHING?!
He desperately tries to pull off the strange lights attached to the roof above his door, but try as he must, they aren't budging. That could only mean...]
Malnosso... [He growls under his breath, before continue to try and remove the pretty lights. He is yelling out this time because mon dieu, he has grown really tired of these experiments.] MALNOSSO!!!!
[As he is from a time when electrical lights (or electricity in general) didn't exist, anybody can conveniently come along to explain the festive components of house lights to him... or at least, if they're a neighbour of House 17 disturbed by all the noise, go and complain.]
So this is what's on his mind when he notices something outside - some sort of light is shining on the snow. Except it's... multicoloured? Curiosity gets the better of him so he goes out to see what's out he-... WHAT ARE THESE SHINY THINGS ALL OVER HIS NEW HOUSE?! These are like the strange "technology" versions of the candles inside, only WHAT NEED DO THEY HAVE TO BE ALONG THE ROOFS AND DOORS AND BUSHES AND EVERYTHING?!
He desperately tries to pull off the strange lights attached to the roof above his door, but try as he must, they aren't budging. That could only mean...]
Malnosso... [He growls under his breath, before continue to try and remove the pretty lights. He is yelling out this time because mon dieu, he has grown really tired of these experiments.] MALNOSSO!!!!
[As he is from a time when electrical lights (or electricity in general) didn't exist, anybody can conveniently come along to explain the festive components of house lights to him... or at least, if they're a neighbour of House 17 disturbed by all the noise, go and complain.]