142nd Devotion: Being an Unwilling Participant

[favoritetraitor]

[Video]
[Have a very displeased and disheveled Chevalier shooting a rather nasty look at the device held in one of his hands. His other hand trails off to the side, clearly handcuffed to the wrist of another person off-screen.]

This is... I said I wasn't...

[He heaves a heavy sigh, attempting to reach up with his fettered hand to rub his temple. Naturally, this doesn't work too well.]


[Private to Luke Valentine; Eavesdroppable for Karl]
I suppose kidnapping of this nature isn't considered 'violent'... or perhaps, your spells aren't quite what you thought they were.

[Very irritated to be out of bed and having to deal with anything.]



[ooc: a still grieving Solomon finds himself spirited to the old Phantomhive estate and into handcuffs with his troublesome brother, Karl Fei-Ong. Intervention, Deity style.]

Comments

[worldofourown]

[ God fucking dammit. ]

[ He's charred. He's grumpy. He's swimming with Vin Mariani (and still not drunk). He doesn't need a new curse. He doesn't need - ]

[ Oh. ]

Hello, brother.

[favoritetraitor]

... hello, Karl.

[worldofourown]

At least you aren't flailing and screaming.

[ Not that Solomon ever does. ]

[favoritetraitor]

Since when have I... oh, nevermind.

[He takes a moment to look around them.]

May I ask where we are? I'd like to leave...

[worldofourown]

You're at the Phantomhive manor.

[ Eyeroll. ]

Leave where? In case you haven't noticed - [ Jiggling the handcuffs. ] We're stuck together until midnight.

[favoritetraitor]

Then I'm afraid that you'll have to come with me. You can leave once they're gone again.

... and where might that be?

[worldofourown]

So frantic to return to your hiding place?

It's topside. Out of the way. Plenty of privacy. You can mope here until the curse ends. [ Nose wrinkling. ] And shower, while you're at it.

[favoritetraitor]

What? I do not need a shower.

[Petulant. Quite.]

And it's 'topside'. I don't wish to be topside... it leads to [He raises their shackles and makes it rattle to make his point very clear.] this.

[worldofourown]

Yes, you do.

[ He perfected petulant, okay? ]

I've been playing around with alcohol - [ And Hatter. ] - yet you're the one reeking to high heaven. Disgusting.

... No point mewling over spilt milk. We're already cursed.

[ Shower. Now. ]

[favoritetraitor]

I most certainly do not! [Says the chevalier with a diminished sense of smell. Body still not quite recovered from the 'reset' spell of Merlin's.

He tries to cross his arms, again failing due to the handcuffs.]

What does it matter anyway...

[worldofourown]

[ Incredulous. ]

Has your nose stopped working? Or have you been keeping company with foul warthogs? [ Solomon was always the pretty and pristine one. ] It matters.

[ So there. ]

[ Showertime, bro. Yank yank. ]

[favoritetraitor]

Warthogs? How dare y- [His words get cut off with the sudden movement of being yanked in the direction of the bathroom.]

Karl! Stop this or so help me... [Empty threats.]

[Private to Solomon; Eavesdroppable for Karl, cause it's Sol's filter not Luke's]

[valentineluke]

Unfortunately, it obviously doesn't count.

[Private to Solomon; Eavesdroppable for Karl, cause it's Sol's filter not Luke's... touche. >.>']

[favoritetraitor]

It should.

I don't suppose you'd be willing to come get me...

Re: [Private; Eavesdroppable for Karl, cause it's Sol's filter not Luke's... hur-hur]

[valentineluke]

Karl might not want to leave. You both are at his home after all.

[Private; Eavesdroppable for Karl, cause it's Sol's filter not Luke's]

[favoritetraitor]

I'd rather be at Oh Aces. He's more likely to want me to do things here.

And I'm afraid that I'm just not... up to it.

Re: [Private; Eavesdroppable for Karl, cause it's Sol's filter not Luke's]

[valentineluke]

At least you can return to a freshly cleaned room.

Doing what exactly?

[1/2 Private; Eavesdroppable for Karl, cause it's Sol's filter not Luke's]

[favoritetraitor]

Oh, I don't know... things. [He tries to gesture, hindered yet again.]

Running around the City, biting accosting people, wrecking havoc. Things.

[2/2 Private; Eavesdroppable for Karl, cause it's Sol's filter not Luke's]

[favoritetraitor]

... I just don't have the energy to deal with it.

Re: [2/2 Private; Eavesdroppable for Karl, cause it's Sol's filter not Luke's]

[valentineluke]

Doubtful much will happen with a wet blanket in tow.

[Private; Eavesdroppable for Karl, cause it's Sol's filter not Luke's]

[favoritetraitor]

... you're enjoying this, aren't you? This isn't funny.

Re: [Private; Eavesdroppable for Karl, cause it's Sol's filter not Luke's]

[valentineluke]

I admit to attempting a little levity.

In all seriousness; if you wish to talk....

[Private; Eavesdroppable for Karl, cause it's Sol's filter not Luke's]

[favoritetraitor]

Get these things off me and get me back to my room and I'll tell you whatever you wish to know.

Re: [Private; Eavesdroppable for Karl, cause it's Sol's filter not Luke's]

[valentineluke]

Curse won't allow any attempt at their removal.

We've know each other for some time, and yet keep probably quite a number of secrets from one another. I could start the ball rolling at sharing a few.

[Private; Eavesdroppable for Karl, cause it's Sol's filter not Luke's]

[favoritetraitor]

I know, I know. It's pointless to try... even a severed limb would reattach of it's own will.

[Of course it's at this point that he's jerked off his feet and is being dragged to a very unwelcome shower. Hard to respond to the offer when there's an imminent threat at hand. He protests quite loudly for someone so depressed.]