[CONSOLE] video; BACKDATED to 8 JUNE
[When Anton turns on the video he looks a little ruffled. His tie is gone, jacket off, sleeves rolled up, and there's blood on his vest, for the observant. His expression is flat but with an edge of exasperation, and behind him ... Behind him is Skulduggery and Erskine. They're bound together with a five-foot length of chain, Erskine with a manacle on his wrist and Skulduggery with a manacle around his neck-bones.
[Skulduggery is missing his hat, and his suit is tattered. Erskine's in obviously clean clothes, but he's missing a jacket, he's limping slightly, his arm is in a sling and he has a spray-bottle. And they're arguing. Loudly. Anton's voice is raised to be heard over them and, perhaps notably, he keeps his hands out of view of the camera.]
Let it be publicly known that these two reprobates are grounded.
[He jerks his head at them without looking around.]
If anyone sees them on the streets while Erskine, that's the ridiculously pretty one, is not wearing a dog-collar, please punch them both and return them to the Midnight Hotel. If anyone finds them not in the company of each other, please, again, punch them and return them to the Midnight Hotel.
Rest assured that the damages they caused will be repaired at their expense and any loss of revenue reimbursed. We'll be by in the next few days to arrange this.
[Pause.]
Ah. Yes. Skulduggery, that's the idiot who's forgotten his skin, has lost his hat privileges. No hats for Skulduggery. Thank you.
[This broadcast is also available as action, for those staying at the Midnight Hotel.]
[Skulduggery is missing his hat, and his suit is tattered. Erskine's in obviously clean clothes, but he's missing a jacket, he's limping slightly, his arm is in a sling and he has a spray-bottle. And they're arguing. Loudly. Anton's voice is raised to be heard over them and, perhaps notably, he keeps his hands out of view of the camera.]
Let it be publicly known that these two reprobates are grounded.
[He jerks his head at them without looking around.]
If anyone sees them on the streets while Erskine, that's the ridiculously pretty one, is not wearing a dog-collar, please punch them both and return them to the Midnight Hotel. If anyone finds them not in the company of each other, please, again, punch them and return them to the Midnight Hotel.
Rest assured that the damages they caused will be repaired at their expense and any loss of revenue reimbursed. We'll be by in the next few days to arrange this.
[Pause.]
Ah. Yes. Skulduggery, that's the idiot who's forgotten his skin, has lost his hat privileges. No hats for Skulduggery. Thank you.
[This broadcast is also available as action, for those staying at the Midnight Hotel.]
as much as having a leg snapped off? /whistles innocently
Smart little thing, isn't it?
[He hesitates, then looks up at Skulduggery and gives a small smile.]
D'you think Shudder would believe us if we told him a bird set us free?
Re: as much as having a leg snapped off? /whistles innocently
-_-
[And no, Ravel isn't going to get to hear the story behind that.
The question comes as a surprise. Not because of the content, but because it's said halfway amicably. Skulduggery tilts his head toward Ravel and doesn't say anything for several moments.]
No. Probably not.
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Right, I didn't think so. Any idea where this little one came from?
pssh no such thing as 'too smart'
Have some mutilated mashup of a couple of Beatles songs: melody spot on and mixed well, but only a few words out of every bar being decipherable and/or accurate.
Fluff fluff chi-chirp. Pi-peep. Waggles his tail in invitation to cheer the fuck up, man. ]
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[Skulduggery doesn't feel inclined to explain any further. The Beatles music doesn't help his mood, either, though he doesn't do anything to stop it; he just shifts a little further away and looks up at the ceiling.]
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[However pained the situation with Skulduggery is, Erskine really is amused by the singing. He chuckles as he raises the bird to eye level again.]
Do you take requests? Don't peck me for this, but I preferred the Stones.
ravel u know u loved it. also phone didn't inform me of this tag how dare..
A confused chirp. ]
No habla Español.
[ ...another one of Agito's jokes. But it gets the message across, at least!
Perhaps if you prompt him with a song he'll finish it for you, given that he seems to know songs from that era quite well. ]
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['Bird' is said with just the slightest hint of a tone someone might use to describe a cockroach.]