oh, a moving day friend! see, even if we moved in the least efficient way possible, it was clearly still a huge success in the end
i got some good pictures from it, too
[She sends over a candid shot of Constantin clambering into the rented moving truck with Nikolai—one of many pictures she took over the course of their move, to commemorate the experience.]
It was certainly a day to remember, yes. The resounding success of the variety bagels was very encouraging.
[And so he bought bagels forevermore... Anyway: oh, this picture is goofy, but in the best possible way?]
You are going to make me sentimental for a truck! Did you know he spent the entire journey talking about the radio, while the radio was on? I was beside myself!
[And here is another picture from Moving Day, which seems to have been the most significant thing either of them have done so far, huh. It's a picture of Nyskie holding a frisbee aloft, ready to break every rule of Lawn Bowling (With Frisbee).]
[In all seriousness, moving to this place marked the first time that either of them had ever actually owned their own house! What could be more significant?]
how much is there even to say about a radio? it plays sounds
[Spoken like someone who was not subjected to an entire drive's worth of having radios explained to them in painstaking detail.]
i am going to let you in on a secret about this day
that maybe is not such a secret
but i definitely used my amethyst to cheat a little with the frisbee, SEVERAL times
[Is this the roof that is soon to become Nikolai's roof. They will have to ask him to get it.]
I am very pleased I did not have to hit anyone with the sign, yes. Imagine if it was left with a dent.
For our next party, two preliminary guidelines:
1. A proper party without the strenuous labor 2. A spare frisbee in case the new frisbee we must now purchase somehow winds up on a rooftop that is not our own
those are good guidelines. one moving adventure was enough for me
speaking of parties, i do have this pic from a birthday party i was at a while ago
[She sends a selfie that shows her peeking in from the edge of the frame, wearing a silly looking party hat. In the background, standing in an ordinary looking apartment, is a lanky young man dressed in sunglasses and a full tuxedo.]
you remember that weird picture of our moving ad? this is the guy that made it!
And is designing the hats part of the party? I did once go out with Nikolai to do art, and it was quite fun!
["Art" here is the ceramic ballerina and not at all matching, comically large ceramic ice cream sundae he painted almost competently and brought home once upon a time. That art.]
it should definitely be part of the party! but it doesn't have to be a big event. people could just do it as they arrive
that is assuming we're all here when my birthday rolls around, but if anyone around here has made progress toward getting any of us back home, i sure haven't heard about it! so i feel like it's pretty good odds i'll be able to get at least one birthday party in
i am not sensing very much enthusiasm for my hag idea! what costume would you suggest for me, o persnickety prince?
for you... i guess it depends on what kind of vibe you want to go for! you could dress up as a big bird, maybe, but that would be pretty involved. vampire would be really easy, all you'd need is some spooky eyes and bloody fangs
I think a vampire might be somewhat insensitive, and there are already enough loose feathers around the house from the real birds without a costume to shed them.
[Insensitive... to vampires? Are there vampires hanging around Sumarlok that she doesn't know about? Actually, there was that guy on the network with way too many teeth who might have been a vampire. Or maybe some kind of demon. Maybe he's onto something!]
ooooooooh, but connie, you have such outrageously impressive boots! where will i ever find a pair like them?
and are you really prepared to put that much purple on your body?
connie... as if i could possibly even begin to misbehave while wearing your boots. i'd barely be able to walk in them!
[Seriously, what size are his feet? Nyskie is not a tall woman. The term clown shoes is appropriate here, although that's not really a ye olde jester concept.
She will need to stuff a lot of socks into the toes.]
but i will still promise to treat your boots with tender care. though you are right, they will be more like thigh-high boots than knee-high ones on me
[Very sexy, actually.]
how committed are you willing to get? will you let me put face paint on you? are you going to wear a bowtie?
You're crafty, you could find a way to misbehave while shut in a box.
[This is a compliment! Please treat his boots nice.]
A bowtie: no. I may consent to the paints, but you will have to show me what you want to do with them, first. I can hardly wander around with something unseemly on my face.
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There was an atrociously long timer! I was distracted.
He mentioned spellwork the first time we met. Something about shields? It was for my mattress during the big move.
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i got some good pictures from it, too
[She sends over a candid shot of Constantin clambering into the rented moving truck with Nikolai—one of many pictures she took over the course of their move, to commemorate the experience.]
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[And so he bought bagels forevermore... Anyway: oh, this picture is goofy, but in the best possible way?]
You are going to make me sentimental for a truck! Did you know he spent the entire journey talking about the radio, while the radio was on? I was beside myself!
[And here is another picture from Moving Day, which seems to have been the most significant thing either of them have done so far, huh. It's a picture of Nyskie holding a frisbee aloft, ready to break every rule of Lawn Bowling (With Frisbee).]
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how much is there even to say about a radio? it plays sounds
[Spoken like someone who was not subjected to an entire drive's worth of having radios explained to them in painstaking detail.]
i am going to let you in on a secret about this day
that maybe is not such a secret
but i definitely used my amethyst to cheat a little with the frisbee, SEVERAL times
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I will tell no one of your dastardly schemes! Where did the frisbee wind up in the end, anyway?
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you'd think they would have tossed it back over to our yard by now, but i guess the neighbours don't climb up on their own roof very much?
[Kind of boring of them, but if retrieving the frisbee is ever of real importance, she could technically just float up there and go find it.]
we should have a party like that again though. it was really fun!
and clearly our good vibes sign worked, because we never had to resort to using it for its secondary purpose
[That is, as a blunt object.]
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I am very pleased I did not have to hit anyone with the sign, yes. Imagine if it was left with a dent.
For our next party, two preliminary guidelines:
1. A proper party without the strenuous labor
2. A spare frisbee in case the new frisbee we must now purchase somehow winds up on a rooftop that is not our own
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speaking of parties, i do have this pic from a birthday party i was at a while ago
[She sends a selfie that shows her peeking in from the edge of the frame, wearing a silly looking party hat. In the background, standing in an ordinary looking apartment, is a lanky young man dressed in sunglasses and a full tuxedo.]
you remember that weird picture of our moving ad? this is the guy that made it!
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[Constantin has definitely never invited any weirdos to their house from the internet... never happened.]
The hat suits you!
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and yeah, he can be a little sassy! he's a bit of a weird guy
[As if that wasn't abundantly clear from the deep-fried advertisement alone.]
he's also the one who gave me lil micah. right after i met him, too! he didn't even know about my collection yet
[Who just randomly gives new friends taxidermy animals as a gift? This guy, apparently.]
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[It's not creepy at all, retroactively!! Great taxidermy bonding.]
I have a vitally important question about the hats: Do we design our own?
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if you are going to wear a silly hat, it might as well be a custom made silly hat
plus i mean it's just a paper cone, so even someone who hated crafts could glue on some random stuff and be done in a couple minutes
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["Art" here is the ceramic ballerina and not at all matching, comically large ceramic ice cream sundae he painted almost competently and brought home once upon a time. That art.]
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that is assuming we're all here when my birthday rolls around, but if anyone around here has made progress toward getting any of us back home, i sure haven't heard about it! so i feel like it's pretty good odds i'll be able to get at least one birthday party in
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And yes, I have the feeling that we will have plenty of time for all manner of parties while we're here.
[The irony sails straight over his head...... who has birthday parties...]
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i don't mean like a masquerade. that's basically just a rich person party with extra bells attached
i mean like a normal house party, but with costumes. i bet i could make a pretty convincing hag... i've got the claws and everything
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[Well, it's different from the clown costume she wears every day, so whatever makes her happy!!]
What costume do you think I should have? I have never dressed as anything but myself!
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for you... i guess it depends on what kind of vibe you want to go for! you could dress up as a big bird, maybe, but that would be pretty involved. vampire would be really easy, all you'd need is some spooky eyes and bloody fangs
or i could try dressing you up as a clown
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[Anyway hmm... the ideas... Aha, he's got it:]
We will dress as each other!
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ooooooooh, but connie, you have such outrageously impressive boots! where will i ever find a pair like them?
and are you really prepared to put that much purple on your body?
[She has a very purple wardrobe.]
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I don't mind purple.
[But he iiis realizing he doesn't own anything purple, actually... he's just going to look like a skinny grape.]
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[Seriously, what size are his feet? Nyskie is not a tall woman. The term clown shoes is appropriate here, although that's not really a ye olde jester concept.
She will need to stuff a lot of socks into the toes.]
but i will still promise to treat your boots with tender care. though you are right, they will be more like thigh-high boots than knee-high ones on me
[Very sexy, actually.]
how committed are you willing to get? will you let me put face paint on you? are you going to wear a bowtie?
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[This is a compliment! Please treat his boots nice.]
A bowtie: no. I may consent to the paints, but you will have to show me what you want to do with them, first. I can hardly wander around with something unseemly on my face.
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we could do something understated! [lol] tiny little cheek spots, maybe? just for fun
it's a good thing the gems are a fan of purple and green. i bet you could find enough stuff in your size to make a very convincing likeness of me
now hear me out... what if i paired your boots with jorts
the best of both worlds
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[He already has freckles, but dimples...]
And I wish you would stop calling them that. They are short pants!
Still, if you were to pair my boots with some reasonable short pants, your legs would still be entirely covered.
[She's tiny... the jorts + tall boots combo will just become bootpants.]
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