catch-all

[spaceassassin]

WHO: Keith + "friends"
WHERE: The Netherworld...? LISTEN. All over.
WHEN: December
WHAT: Event shenanigans + other
WARNINGS: Language??


( ooc: if you'd like to do something with keith ( doesn't have to be event-related! ), feel free to PM, msg/add sevenhelpings or wildcard your own! )

Comments

[uncourteous]

[ being flawless was one of the principles he had grown up with. even when suffering from poisoning or assassination attempts, he had always kept his wits about him. showed everyone no real inkling of the pain or anything else below the surface, and yet... ]

Yes. [ him wanting to be completely contrary wins out. ] I am quite unwell. I am practically dying. [ could this be said a testament to his trust in keith? or... that he enjoys bothering him that much. maybe a bit of both.

... maybe he doesn't even want the blanket that much. ]

[spaceassassin]

[ okay. keith has no room to speak when it comes to critiquing the acting chops of anyone else. but – looks like he’s going to, conveniently, overlook the act that he can’t fact his way out of a paper bag, to keep up that perpetually disgruntled look about himself.

seems callisto here is trying to sell him something, too, but keith ain’t buying. ]

You don’t look or sound it.

[ the dude is standing upright of all things! ]

[uncourteous]

Don't you think that's rather an aged belief to think that people need to look a certain way to be labeled ill? [ a modern argument for a very not actually modern person, really. but, in light of being as difficult as possible... anything can happen.

that said, there's a slight gust of wind that comes through. or maybe this is just another sign that... it's really just that cold and that perceived puff of wind is all it takes for him to reminded of that fact. his body shakes a bit under the cold, but he does his best to remain unmoved. after all, the future emperor of the empire can't possibly be seen shaking like a dog that needs to go. (this is entirely his own perception...)

that is, before he now tries to turn this around on keith. ] You're not even going to demonstrate your product? [ where's his free trial!! ]

ok i love that i switched "act" and "fact" around in my last tag. i proofread, i swear

[spaceassassin]

[ now listen here! that’s not what keith meant! dying from the cold. though, he’s thrown by the otherwise very true contention, momentarily struck silent of a rebuttal, because yeah, keith knows a thing or two about someone looking completely healthy, yet having a shortened life expectancy.

the gust of wind comes through and… keith is as practiced as callisto. he hunkers down, turtling his neck as his shoulders hitch up, trying to block the chill from finding its way down through his coat. the cold only makes this boy crankier but the saving grace is that he’s also quite competitive. there’s an implied kind of challenge here: who will back down first? granted, conceding for this “free trial” can be perceived as just that, but…

callisto might actually want this blanket, maybe? can keith con him into actually buying it? keith picks up the folded blanket there on the shabby looking, cardboard box and simply tosses it at him. ]

Knock yourself out.

[uncourteous]

[ honestly, he didn't expect his argument to be as effective as it was? but, obviously, he'll take it, which likely shows in his all the more self-assured stance. still, keith does have a way of constantly surprising him. whether it's competition or pettiness that drives the two of them...

only time will tell. that said, he is mildly shocked that he gives in the request. that said, he wonders how much further he can push it. to be honest, from his experience, there was only so much a blanket could do against the cold. still, he isn't opposed to taking it and draping it over his shoulders.

for one, he doesn't seem to be taking the task of trying it out too seriously. but, he still behaves as he does, even tilting his head as if he's in deep consideration. ] Hm, I still think it could be warmer... What are you going to do about that?