02-07-2016, 03:29 PM
"Nicholas!"
He isn't drunk but as effusive as he is and as abusive as he has been towards alcohol in the past with... well... everyone present to varying degrees no one would blame anyone if they thought he was. Then again he is a short-statured Mexican-American from the Society of Ether. 'Drunk' may not enter into the equation.
Either way he greets the Chakravat warm though they've only met once before. Grips him by both elbows and kisses him on both cheeks as is customary in his culture and asks how he is. Genuine question for the cursory nature of it and then he turns to Pen.
Pen and the Doc are equally powerful. His resonance creates a sense of dread. Hers is one of awe.
When Sepúlveda has finished greeting Nicholas he turns to Pen and nothing changes in his demeanor or disposition. Same greeting. Gripping of the elbows room left for her to do the same a kiss to each cheek and when he pulls back again he says, "Hello, Penelope."
That done he releases Pen and turns to his apprentices.
"Penelope, Nicholas, meet Margot and Ned. My interns." Though his green eyes are full of good humor he doesn't hold the kids' gazes like to let them in on the joke. Maybe it isn't a joke. The fuck else is he supposed to call them. "Margot, Ned, Nicholas Hyde bani Chakravanti and Penelope Mars, Hermes bani Flambeau."
Oh hey. Scotch. He hoists it now that it's in his possession.
"Shall we?"
Back into the kitchen. It's large enough for everyone to mingle without worrying about being in the way.
"Forgive me, Penelope and Nicholas, but I am not on the Facebook, I did not realize you two had wed until recently. Congratulations are in order, yes?"
He isn't drunk but as effusive as he is and as abusive as he has been towards alcohol in the past with... well... everyone present to varying degrees no one would blame anyone if they thought he was. Then again he is a short-statured Mexican-American from the Society of Ether. 'Drunk' may not enter into the equation.
Either way he greets the Chakravat warm though they've only met once before. Grips him by both elbows and kisses him on both cheeks as is customary in his culture and asks how he is. Genuine question for the cursory nature of it and then he turns to Pen.
Pen and the Doc are equally powerful. His resonance creates a sense of dread. Hers is one of awe.
When Sepúlveda has finished greeting Nicholas he turns to Pen and nothing changes in his demeanor or disposition. Same greeting. Gripping of the elbows room left for her to do the same a kiss to each cheek and when he pulls back again he says, "Hello, Penelope."
That done he releases Pen and turns to his apprentices.
"Penelope, Nicholas, meet Margot and Ned. My interns." Though his green eyes are full of good humor he doesn't hold the kids' gazes like to let them in on the joke. Maybe it isn't a joke. The fuck else is he supposed to call them. "Margot, Ned, Nicholas Hyde bani Chakravanti and Penelope Mars, Hermes bani Flambeau."
Oh hey. Scotch. He hoists it now that it's in his possession.
"Shall we?"
Back into the kitchen. It's large enough for everyone to mingle without worrying about being in the way.
"Forgive me, Penelope and Nicholas, but I am not on the Facebook, I did not realize you two had wed until recently. Congratulations are in order, yes?"
Look. I have school. And RP. And all my other time is taken up by sheer, unreasoning panic. I don't have time for Reddit.
-- ixphaelaeon
-- ixphaelaeon