Elf - [Action/Voice]

[bamfing]

[Having already determined the village is full of people in the wrong shapes, Kurt wasn't all that surprised to find himself in a new body. Sure, the five fully functional fingers was new. And walking without his tail as a counterbalance was just surreal. And how on earth did people walk on their heels. No, really, the fact that really shocked him was that his entire body was monochrome. Sure, maybe his favorite actor had always been in black and white movies, but this was just... a little odd.

Nevertheless, he decides to set out and make good use of his new form. Particularly, of course, by going out and charming women with his oh-so-obviously attractive new (old) features. So if you're a pretty girl (and hopefully not too young), you'll have his attention. Or if you're just someone he knows, he'll want to show off. Later on, while having a drink (non-alcoholic!) at Good Spirit, he'll make a voice message.]

So did anyone else actually turn into something cool during this experiment?

((Replies from monochromehero. Yes, he's now Errol Flynn. 4th wall that as you will.))

Comments

[monochromehero.livejournal.com]

Oh, perfect. It seems I've become lost in your eyes.

[Oh, well done, Kurt. Masterfully done. He'd pat himself on the bac k if he could.]

[oldvienna.livejournal.com]

[ anne would normally wrinkle her nose at a line like this; however, she has a sworn duty to be as cordelia-like as possible. ]

I'm not aware of any map known to man that could help you with that particular predicament, sir.

[monochromehero.livejournal.com]

What map could? I'd rather have a guide.

[oldvienna.livejournal.com]

I might be able to find a guide for you, Mister...?

[monochromehero.livejournal.com]

I think I've already found one, yeah? [He gestures for her hand.] May I?

[oldvienna.livejournal.com]

[ she laughs, happily -- there may be something familiar about that laugh.

anne takes his hand. ]

[monochromehero.livejournal.com]

My name is Flynn. Errol Flynn. [It is familiar. Nevertheless, he takes her hand and plants a kiss on the back of it.] May I ask your name?

[oldvienna.livejournal.com]

[ she delivers the title with all the pomp and presence of a girl unaware that she is delivering it to the one person in luceti who actually uses it instead of her real name: ] Lady Cordelia.

[monochromehero.livejournal.com]

[... he knows that name. He realized quickly enough that this must be Anne. Well, isn't this a twist? Well far be it from him to ruin this for her.]

A pleasure to meet you, Lady Cordelia. It's okay to just call you, Cordelia, yeah? [... and sometimes he slips into his old speech patterns. Oops.]

[oldvienna.livejournal.com]

[ a lady should be aloof, yes? so anne aims for an imperious glance (that comes off as very theatrical and possibly a little endearing. like a dog playing poker.) ]

I suppose that would be acceptable.

[monochromehero.livejournal.com]

Cordelia it is. [Another brief peck on her knuckles and he releases her hand.]

Have you been in Luceti long?

[oldvienna.livejournal.com]

I am afraid that I've only just arrived. [ she doesn't see it as a lie. how can it be a lie when you're just imagining? ]

[monochromehero.livejournal.com]

It's all new to me too.

[What. A. Dilemma. Two attractive people, lost in a place like this? What are they do do.]

[oldvienna.livejournal.com]

All the more fitting that we should navigate it together, Mister Flynn.

[monochromehero.livejournal.com]

Agreed. How does a drink sound to you?

[oldvienna.livejournal.com]

[ important ladies did drink -- but only a little. therefore, she nods. ]

Only if they have the finest currant wine, of course.

[monochromehero.livejournal.com]

[But... he just wanted tea.

But Errol Flynn would never go with a pretty girl to drink tea. And this new body IS old enough.]

I won't have a sip unless it's the best.

[oldvienna.livejournal.com]

Then you are a true gentleman. [ she gathers her skirt in one hand -- to lift the hem off the snow. ] Shall we?

[monochromehero.livejournal.com]

Let's. [He offers an arm for her to hook around, so he can escort her there in style.]

[oldvienna.livejournal.com]

[ and she graciously takes this arm, settling into a patient pace with him. not the kind of rushed distraction that had characterized their trip to the library. ]

[monochromehero.livejournal.com]

[Those were different people going for a children's book. These are refined, cultured adults. Once at the tavern, he holds the door open for her to go inside first, as any good gentleman would.]

[oldvienna.livejournal.com]

[ yes. refined adults walking with grace and patience and probably cutting a very romantic figure as they cross the square. she sweeps her way inside, letting the hem of her dress fall once past the door. ]

How charming.

[monochromehero.livejournal.com]

I've been in cleaner, finer establishments. But we don't have much of a choice here, do we?

[He fakes a disdainful look at the place, then heads towards one of the tables and pulls out a seat for her.]

[oldvienna.livejournal.com]

Oh, Mister Flynn. [ she gently squeezes his elbow in a sign of gracious, adult affection. ] It isn't so bad. It has a kind of rustic je ne sais quoi about it.

[monochromehero.livejournal.com]

[He spares her a fleeting, oh so mature smile before taking his place across from her.] True enough. I only hope the wine is of better quality.