3rd Contract - [video]

[conesoldstober]

[The video opens to what some may recognise as the ridiculous mess of Howl and Chekov's apartment. Stacks of paper litter every surface, and half-disassembled electronics have been left out unfinished. Howl is standing over a crude workbench, absolutely covered in various jars of strange coloured powders, roots, and what appears to be a jar of jellied eyes. Howl is combining ingredients in a fast and slapdash manner, pouring them into a large mortar and pestle and and speaking strange, barely-audible words over them. The ingredients glow, changing colour and consistency before Howl pours them all into various small vials and boxes. He labels them all with torn piece of masking tape, scrawling on them in spiky, barely-legible handwriting. They're all labeled such things as 'eyes', 'skin', and 'hair'. He makes notes on a nearby piece of paper as he goes, sticking the pen behind his ear when he's not using it. After his third potion, Howl glances to the camera, grinning. Yeah, he knew it was on.]

Good morning, City. I do love getting things done early while I'm feeling fresh, don't you? These-

[he holds up a small vial marked 'hair'.]

Will be on sale for a limited time. Normally I don't like selling them, but I need the cash for the more unusual spell ingredients. Consider it a one-time offer.

And while you're here -



Truth or Dare?


[ooc: yep, Howl sure is having his first curse. Do your worst, City. :-D Also, Howl's magical cosmetics will be on sale. Ever want hairdye that dyes your roots magically as it grows out? You just found your dream man. You're welcome.]

Comments

[conesoldstober]

Really? Sounds terribly boring. Us Welsh are rather good at it.

[candothat]

I have heard that the Welsh are very poor drinkers. Is that true?

[conesoldstober]

[Lineface, Chekov.]

Clearly you've never been to a rugby game.

[candothat]

No, but I do think that I could drink you under a table.

[conesoldstober]

The point isn't sheer quantity, it's enjoying yourself.

[candothat]

[scoff] There is no point to enjoyment.

[conesoldstober]

See, that is what is entirely wrong with your attitude, Pavel.

[candothat]

My attitude is not wrong, you just cannot comprehend it because you are Welsh.

[conesoldstober]

You're allowed to be a total nerd, but you can at least have fun sometimes. You're seventeen, after all. You must go to parties. Meet girls. That sort of thing.

[candothat]

[defensively] I have fun and I have met girls.

[conesoldstober]

Oh yes? Like who?

[JUICY GOSSIP TIME.]

[candothat]

Like Nyota. [What is it that Kirk says about her?] She has a talented tongue. [That's it.] And Gaila, who is from Orion, but you would not know what that means. I also had a girlfriend.

[conesoldstober]

A girlfriend? What was she like?

[candothat]

She is Russian and very pretty. [What else do you need to know?]

[conesoldstober]

Sounds terribly respectable. Works for you, I suppose.

[candothat]

Not very well.

[conesoldstober]

Oh yes? Have troubles, do you?

[candothat]

What do you mean?

[conesoldstober]

You're the one who said it doesn't work well for you.

[candothat]

That had everything to do with her political views and nothing to do with her being Russian and pretty.

[conesoldstober]

Exactly the reason I never discuss politics with anyone. At BEST in dulls everyone involved to tears.