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Who: Adrien "ooh spoopy" Agreste (
meouch ) + Steven "ghosts (even the not rocky ones) connoisseur" Stone (
geophile )
When: IC: 6/6, prior to intro log.
Where: The Catmembert House aka Adrien's apartment.
What: Things have been sad and stressful and lame. What solves that? Horror movies. Always horror movies.
Rating/Warning: None.
[ in a turn of "let's chill out because cerealia is crrraazzzyyy", adrien's picked out a horror movie and invited steven over for "probably going to regret this when his closet's dark" decisions. or, well, not really. he's got a bit more guts than that, and he's definitely had his fair share of SPOOKY!! HORROR EXPERIENCES!!
kind of.
anyway, the movie hasn't actually started yet. given his secret's already out in the open, adrien's in the kitchen working on another bowl of popcorn to add to the... two... already on the living room table in front of the couch (plagg's a Glutton) as said secret is drifting here and there in the air, directing his attention between his charge in the kitchen, his guest on the couch, and the Priceless Treasures in the bowls on the table.
you can bet the kwami's indulging on that popcorn right in front of steven. "at least wait until the movie starts," adrien'd said. guess who never listens. ]
Popcorn's not my favorite, but it's still delicious!
[ plagg floats up and, with a piece of popcorn between two hands, offers it to their guest. manners, you see. ... well, that and a hush-hush bribe. mostly a hush-hush bribe. ]
Hey, Stone Guy, take one.
[ welcome to the life of Knowing Plagg, steven. ]
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When: IC: 6/6, prior to intro log.
Where: The Catmembert House aka Adrien's apartment.
What: Things have been sad and stressful and lame. What solves that? Horror movies. Always horror movies.
Rating/Warning: None.
[ in a turn of "let's chill out because cerealia is crrraazzzyyy", adrien's picked out a horror movie and invited steven over for "probably going to regret this when his closet's dark" decisions. or, well, not really. he's got a bit more guts than that, and he's definitely had his fair share of SPOOKY!! HORROR EXPERIENCES!!
kind of.
anyway, the movie hasn't actually started yet. given his secret's already out in the open, adrien's in the kitchen working on another bowl of popcorn to add to the... two... already on the living room table in front of the couch (plagg's a Glutton) as said secret is drifting here and there in the air, directing his attention between his charge in the kitchen, his guest on the couch, and the Priceless Treasures in the bowls on the table.
you can bet the kwami's indulging on that popcorn right in front of steven. "at least wait until the movie starts," adrien'd said. guess who never listens. ]
Popcorn's not my favorite, but it's still delicious!
[ plagg floats up and, with a piece of popcorn between two hands, offers it to their guest. manners, you see. ... well, that and a hush-hush bribe. mostly a hush-hush bribe. ]
Hey, Stone Guy, take one.
[ welcome to the life of Knowing Plagg, steven. ]
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but after some pondering on the idea, he decides that spending time with him might be nice. they've been through Some Shit for the past while - they owe it to themselves to find some way to relax. besides, a horror movie sounds... fun.
aron, being the little glutton that she is, is also inspecting a popcorn bowl for herself (by stuffing her face into it, #noshame), nibbling on the kernels that she manages to gobble up. steven doesn't seem to mind either of them though, watching bemusedly. he'll certainly acknowledge plagg though, thanking him with a gentle rub on the head. ]
"Steven" will do just fine... but thank you. [ and he'll take that kernel! ] Though if you're this much of a food connoisseur, you should tell me what suits your palette. I'd be happy to bring you something whenever I drop by.
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things that are less of an answer to life: getting gently rubbed on the head. his tail twitches and he shakes his head at that. wrong kwami if you want direct receptiveness to head rubs, steven, though deep down in plagg's five thousand year old plus soul he's okay with the attention.
he's definitely okay with the promise of food. ]
My palette? Good question. We have cheddar, gouda, chevre, mozzarella, but if you really want to win me over, you'll get me some camembert, Stone Guy.
[ "steven will do just fine," he said.
again: guess who never listens. now, plagg's flying to hover over aron, admiring those Awesome Eating Skills up close. ]
Oh, make sure you bring her over too. She's got the right idea and an appreciation for flavor. I can tell.
[ adrien's voice from the kitchen: ]
Is Plagg eating all the popcorn again?!
[ goddamnit. ]
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but steven will certainly be taking note of all of those. he recognizes some of those as kalosian cheeses that he had sampled during his time abroad... it might not be easy to procure some here, but he can certainly try.
looks like he'll have to get used to the nickname. at least it's got his last name in it...? ]
I'll see what I can do. [ awkward... chuckle. ] And there's no need to worry about that. It's not often that Aron isn't by my side.
[ and to adrien: ] I'm afraid it's not just him.
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plagg’ll just be cool grandpa by himself then. ]
Tch. I was with you ‘till the end, you know? And then you ruined it.
[ just blame aron, not him!! at least him floating to rest on the rim of aron’s bowl and crossing his arms makes him look innocent enough when adrien walks in with two… additional bowls… of popcorn.
and an expression stuck somewhere in between exasperation and amusement, eyebrow quirked. ]
So it’s Aron and Plagg.
[ and of course, with the little kwami caught bare-pawed... here, steven. get your share of under the bus throwing, because plagg's pointing a little limb at you. ]
Hey, not just us. He did too.
[ whatever, not mentioning that it was one measly kernel. #friendship. ]
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I'm smart enough to know not to get between powerful creatures and their food.
[ aron has enough power to wreck a dump truck (and only gives adrien a passing glance before going back to munching), and plagg... can do cool stuff with a ring. that's enough for him. ]
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just let adrien move closer to put those bowls on the table here... just on the other side of where aron's eating. he doesn't exactly want to shove aside the bowl that's actively being... eaten out of. all adrien has to say about the Powerful Kwamis is: ]
I'm pretty sure Plagg's too lazy to actually fight for it. Aron... [ pausing. ] ... Okay, I wouldn't get between her and a bowl of popcorn either.
[ adrien'll definitely agree to that with something of a smirk of his face, as he's just teasing while he makes his way to sit down on the couch. where plagg had been nodding along to steven's wise words of wisdom (mostly because they're inflating his ego. ooh, powerful creature... not like he needed someone to mention that), he cuts himself off to loom over the new additions to their food collection.
so much for paying attention to adrien's teasing. ]
Sure, sure... Don't mind if I take this new bowl here for myself! I'm the oldest here, so I can do that.
[ respect your elders, children. ]
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but that's definitely a good call. aron may be small, but you don't want to get a creature that has enough power to wreck a dump truck too angry. but no matter - he'll make room for adrien before taking a few kernels in hand to snack on. ]
Be my guest. [ and to adrien: ] You've been quite vague about what we're going to watch... I do hope it's worth the anticipation!
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adrien's definitely perking up. he doesn't know if steven would even blink an eye to a horror movie (probably not)... it's at least worth making a Seeing Scared Steven attempt, though. he gets a scary movie experience out of it, of course, so what's the harm? ]
I hope so too. It's— wait, I forgot! [ ah! as quickly as adrien sat down, he's getting up, cutting himself off so he can instead move to the light switch.
and, with no further explanation... flick. off they go. who watches horror movies with the lights on?? pansy losers, that's who. (so his dad, probably). at least the tv provides some dim form of light as it's on even without the movie playing. not to mention plagg's eyes are rather bright in the dark, just like chat noir's, as he chuckles through the popcorn in his mouth.
not that the small guide saves adrien. see: ]
Atmosp— ow. [ that's the sound of a nerd accidentally walking into the table. night vision, where are you? (more like focus and not being overexcited where are you.) ] —Atmosphere. It's a horror movie.
[ here we go.
save him from himself. ]
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there's only a small chuckle when adrien bumps his leg, but the fact that it's a horror movie is amusing in itself. ]
I take no responsibility if you get nightmares from this.
[ bring it on ]
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whether adrien can handle it? well, er, probably. maybe. even though he's sure he can, given his response to that is light. ]
Hey, I'm a superhero, remember? One time we were in an actual horror movie scenario... No nightmares. [ mostly because that was a vomit spitting goopy monster. he's slowly shuffling over back to the couch as he speaks, and when he finally manages to sit: ] Anyway, it was my idea... which I guess means I'd have to take responsibility if you got bad dreams from this, huh.
[ this is where the studio laugh track jumps in (or maybe that's just plagg again).
... he'll start that movie. ]
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[ he 'aint afraid of no ghosts. if anything, he's going to be critiquing the stylistic choices of the director and visual effects... but he'll try to keep a little quiet once the movie starts.
aron will be lifting herself from her buffet of popped corn to hop up on the couch as well, settling in her trainer's lap for a post-snack nap. she knows how the good life works. ]