[Ab-so-lute-ly nothing accidental about this post, nope.]

Lend me your ears - especially the few of you, the ones that call themselves vampires, who have taken an interest in my daughters. Touch them, talk to them, look at them the wrong way, and I will make sure death becomes permanent for you.

[Small pause.] That is, of course, if they do not do it before me. [Smirks; ah yes, a proud mother. Her progeny is perfectly capable of beating up the creeps on their own, obviously. With a mother like Sif, who would not be?]

[ooc; Family Day! The lovely Charlie (charring) and Ariadne (boutant) are her daughters. The father is going to be a forever mystery because I said so. And Sif will need a drink tomorrow.]

[Video: Backdated to Yesterday/Sunday.]

[Behold, Solomon draped casually across the back of a couch. He sighs wistfully, and turns his liquid green eyes towards the network device watching him.

Solomon casts a gentle smile toward his unknown audience, not showing any annoyances that others might feel at such an unwanted intrusion on their privacy. No, Solomon merely pulls himself into a more comfortable position so that he can speak to whoever desires to talk to him.]

Why, hello~... have you come to speak with a poor isolated soul such as myself?

Left to my own devices.... I find myself starving, growing listless... I don't suppose someone is available to help me with this, to nurse me back to health, so to speak? I would be quite grateful~.


[ooc: Bespelled (and cursed with 'I cannot tell a lie') Solomon (aka Solcubus)is hunnnngrrrry. No womenly attentions makes an incubus weak.] (Special note: he's lounging on a couch in Arthur and Merlin's house.)

[Gabriel’s expression is clearly one of annoyance while he sits on the edge of the fountain.]

You know, in most cultures, it’s considered rude to interrupt someone while they’re talking? I’d say it’s even ruder to interrupt someone while they’re in the middle of doing something important.


I don’t suppose I can talk to whatever entity is responsible for bringing me here? Or would that be too much to ask?

[Enjoy the eyeroll, Poly.]

The rest of you…I wouldn't mind having the name of this interesting little place you've got here.

Police Filter

I'll be taking a little time off. There are some things I need to take care of.

End Filter


Has everyone come back after this weekend's events? I know they can be troubling...

 I dunno if we got any American servicemen...or women around.

[Really though, he takes a second. Is this even a good idea? This is a personal subject. Why not commit to it? They don't have any monuments here where a fella can bring some flowers or place a flag so he clears his throat.]

 Just in case though, I wanna say thanks.

Hello. [And then, the pause. The slight blush to her cheeks, that she's going to ignore and so should you.]

Right, I was going to ask - for something. [Another pause, enough to worry her lips between her teeth for a moment, then nod to herself and straighten up.]

This 'modern concept' [Air quotes] called 'dating' [Air quotes] how does it go? How is it any different from - from courtship, or wooing? And on that note, are things so different in this world? I am...beginning to think I come from what would be considered a very outdated place. There's so many things that boggle the mind here, but today I'm just going to ask about this one.

Purely out of curiosity, of course.

[ooc; Not purely out of curiosity. Someone needs the Modern Day Sex Talk.]