7 . VIDEO & ACTION . my good side

[onset]

[Hello, City. Doesn't mr Peter Chadwick look exceptionally sharp today? He certainly hopes you notice. Rise and shine, no time to waste on trivialities like staying in bed to laze around for the weekend. No, this particular version of Peter only has a couple of days to spend in your wonderful city, and he plans to make the most of it. Where's your regularly scheduled Peter, you ask? Conveniently locked up in his own apartment, of course. This one kept the key to make sure he doesn't interfere.]

Good morning, my dear friends! Wonderful one, isn't it? Yes, I think so as well. I suspect this weekend is going to be an exceptional one, if we just put our minds to it.

[You thought he had a good radio voice normally? He's making sure that gets emphasized for your hearing pleasure.]

Who would like to keep me company? Drinks are entirely on me, if that's what you're up to. I plan to make a little visit to that wonderful new club - what was it called - The Wolf's Den? Later on, if you'd like to meet me there. I certainly will welcome anyone's company.

[He exhales with that, grin bright and welcoming, adjusting his tie with expressive hands.]

You know how to contact me, isn't that right? Well, then - let's get started on this weekend! Fun awaits - je ne vais pas faire long feu ici!

[ACTION OPTION]

[If your character is out and about, and if they know Peter, feel free to approach him. He will show your character a wonderful time! And if you happen to be an attractive man, he will absolutely hit on you. Sorry.

Especially if he catches you at the Wolf's Den. At least you'll get free drinks?

Just specify in the subject or the tag where and when you'd like Peter to come bother your character!]

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[trenchknives]

[Jimmy has no good side, obviously, so he hasn't been affected by this curse, but he sure raises an eyebrow when he hears Peter on the network.]

You sound, uh... cheerful today?

[flatterie]

Mais bien sur! I feel nothing but. Care to join me in this fabulous mood?

[trenchknives]

Well, uh, you say alcohol's involved, right? Sure, why not?

[flatterie]

[oh god, Jimmy. Be careful.]

Fabulous! What time?

[trenchknives]

[Jimmy really has no idea what he could potentially be getting into, here. He just thinks Peter is in a good mood.]

Oh, I dunno. I get off work around 5. Sometime after then, I guess?

[eiremagic]

Dear sweet god. What the bloody fuck happened to you?

[flatterie]

Nothing's happened yet, which is quite the tragedy.

[eiremagic]

Peter, right? For fuck's sake, you're still Peter.

[flatterie]

Of course I'm still Peter. Who else would I be?

[eiremagic]

Peter's crazed evil twin?

[action ok? :3]

[defies_reason]

[Being at the Wolf's Den doesn't exactly count as out and about for Isaak, but as his business is at least in part pleasure it probably doesn't quite count as being on the clock, either.

So for the moment, he's sitting comfortably at the bar, people-watching. Which is to say, politely checking his customers out.]

[flatterie]

[The night seems to be off to a slow start, unfortunately, and Peter is very much looking for more, even if it's just pleasant company. He almost wouldn't mind finding a microphone and getting the party centered on himself with song, were his talents focused on that area. Peter may be more reckless than his unfortunate counterpart, but he certainly knows where to draw the line, and that seems to be it. He can at least have a look around in hopes of finding a good idea.]

[defies_reason]

[Well, and Isaak might object to the sudden introduction of a Karaoke night, so perhaps it's for the best.

Nonetheless, if he's only looking for attention, that's not so hard to come by. The tall fellow at the bar is looking at him in an unquestionably appreciative manner.]

[flatterie]

[In a rather classy show of attitude, Peter adjusts his expensive jacket and bids adieu to the barman, waving him a cheerful goodbye as he picks up his glass, making his way to the very attentive man.]

Good evening. Hope I'm not interrupting anything?

[defies_reason]

Not in the least,

[answers Isaak, because really isn't having a bit of freedom to enjoy himself the point of this whole business endeavour? Hello, handsome.]

Have a seat?

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[mortemscintilla]

Mr. Peter...?

[ Just the most uncertain face ever. ]

[flatterie]

Ah, just the face I wanted to see! [one of them, anyway. don't take it too much to heart.] Are you busy?

[mortemscintilla]

[ He doesn't. No worries. ]

Um. Well... [ He lifts flour-whitened hands to the screen. ] I'm at work. Baking a cake. [ A pause, as he squints closer at the feed. ] Did you get a new set of suits? You seem... different.

[ Like he's perfectly unaware of the latest curse. ]

[flatterie]

Oh - well, yes, [he adjusts his jacket, makes a rather charming pose just for the camera.] Do you like it? I thought it was time for a little remodeling.

How's the cake coming along?

[mortemscintilla]

I think it's very, er, becoming on you. [ He blinks blankly at the stylish pose. Ever heard, perchance, of that rare case of Too Stupid To Seduce? That is 'Li', in a nutshell. ] It's going well. I've got two more cakes to go, as part of a seaworld theme. As you can see, [ He angles the video to a finished cake. No, he hasn't been watching too much tentacle hentai. We swear. ]

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[majorcrotchgrab]

[Being the mooch he is, the drink offer catches his attention - especially because of the location]

Drinks are on you, eh...?

[flatterie]

That's right. Might we have an interested party?

[majorcrotchgrab]

Very interested, mister...

[flatterie]

Peter. Peter Chadwick.

[majorcrotchgrab]

A pleasure, Mister Chadwick. I'm Ivan Raidenovitch Raikov.