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[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.]
[Action]
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What's 'clicker training'?
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Clicker training can be used to capture or shape a desirable behavior. So if Skulduggery were to do something that you liked, then you would reward him with a click sound before following up with food or toy reward. Many canines enjoy learning new tricks when they get rewarded for trying.
[She laughs]
Maybe let him wear a hat for a few moments each time he does something nice.
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[Grumble. Grumble. Grumble.]
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[Petty remark? Petty remark. Forgive him; he's a little irritated at the moment.]
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Perfection takes effort, Skulduggery. [(ooc: Everyone but China Sorrows knows that.] [IC: There is a barely noticeable edge to her voice, more sad than angry]
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[For multiple reasons. But the comment itself isn't quite as pointed as his last one was. It's more of an independent observation, as if taking the conversation in a new direction could be an apology all on its own.
It's not, but it could be.]
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Ah yes, that speck of dust on the table over there. That will do nicely.]
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[He's ignoring Ravel right back.]