018 :: video/action @ cs

[prosopopoeia]

[Delacroix has no idea how this video made it on to youtube the network, knowing him she wouldn't be surprised if it was Stark's doing, truthfully. Either way? She doesn't think it's funny, nor did she at the time.

What the video very clearly shows, although the audio is lacking, is Marie Delacroix in the workshop, fabricating together the metal casing for a small prototype. She is interrupted by a nervous looking intern who not only interrupts her, but obviously relays news that Marie is distinctly unhappy to hear.

A dressing down from Delacroix was bad enough... without fireworks also exploding from her mouth. She and her intern both look surprised by this especially as there are now open embers in a highly flammable environment, but not as surprised as when Dummy re-positions his arm and worriedly sprays a load of foam into her face. She lifts an arm quickly to protect herself, but can still be seen coughing, and cursing, more fireworks exploding from her lips... which can do nothing but continue the stream of foam. Her intern is doing a very poor job of not laughing.]

Comments

[negativegate]

[Someone else here doing a poor job of not laughing.]

Wow, I'd hate to be you right now.

[prosopopoeia]

Luckily, [Gritting her teeth against further outburst.] no such invitation was made.

[negativegate]

And luckily, I'm not cursed.

[All the smug grinning. Not that she needs to be cursed to shoot fire when she's angry.]

[prosopopoeia]

[She waves a dismissive hand.]

You 'ave had your turn.

[Bunnies. Also fluff.]

[negativegate]

[H-huff at least the bunnies weren't a fire hazard.]

And now it's yours. You know, if the foam's not enough, I know plenty of water spells.

[prosopopoeia]

No. Thank. You.

[negativegate]

Oh, well. If I hear the fire alarms, I'll know where to come, anyway.

[prosopopoeia]

[She sneers.]

Dummy seems to 'ave it under control.

[negativegate]

So do you, I guess. There's no more sparks yet.

[prosopopoeia]

I 'ave plenty of control.

[Le sniff.]

[negativegate]

Maybe you've just run out of sparks. I wonder if they'll come back before the day's over...

[prosopopoeia]

[Grumble grumble grumble.]

Not in zhis building.

[negativegate]

Oh, so you're leaving right now.

[prosopopoeia]

I will.

[Terse and reluctant.]

Zhis is not an environment for uncontrolled flame.

[negativegate]

[Reluctantly herself, Rita almost has to give her credit for keeping calm and not being an idiot.

Maybe it's time to stop being a jerk. For now.]

I'll agree to that. It's only for one day, anyway.

[prosopopoeia]

[Well. If you can stop being a jerk, Marie can make a token attempt to do the same.]

The deities 'ave a very poor sense of humor. I am not American besides.

[negativegate]

[They might manage for a little while.]

I don't even know what 'American' is. But people exploding with fireworks is pretty ridiculous.

[prosopopoeia]

[Sigh.]

A country. Zheir independence day celebration is on zhe 4th.

[negativegate]

What, so the deities are trying to be patriotic about some country in another world?

[prosopopoeia]

Patriotic ees not quite zhe word I would use.

[Irritating might be closer.]

[negativegate]

Well, you are the one sparking.

[Whoops, that didn't last long.]

[prosopopoeia]

[Grrr.]

Exactly.