asgardmeridiem | Equius, would you please just shut up for a minute? (Closed)

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Equius, would you please just shut up for a minute? (Closed)

Who: Equius and Nepeta
What: A Moirail Playdate... with the sound turned off (Gentlemen event)
When: 344
Where: The Carnival in Hel
Rating: PG at most

Equius was not one to give up lightly. He'd agreed to a playdate with his moirail after that entire fiasco with the croakbeasts and their mother glubbing blather, and by glob he was going on a playdate. He stood impatiently in the front hall of their shared house and proceeded to holler. Then he remembered. That's right. He couldn't speak.

This solicited a growl and rumble in his throat that produced no sound. That, in turn produced another soundless snarl, which led to a wordless roar, which led to a lamp being shattered and him having to draw a new one on a napkin before Nepeta came down.

Breathe...

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Nepeta has been busy smartening herself up for this date of theirs. She'd submitted to a thorough grooming by Pounce, brushed her hair and her tail and picked out clean - if familiar - clothes. As a final touch she tied a cute olive green ribbon in a bow around one of her horns, and she's scampering to the hall to meet her moirail when she hears the sound of something breaking.

Peering around the corner, she raises an eyebrow as she watches her moirail replacing the broken lamp with a hastily drawn one, and she shakes her head and giggles - though of course not a sound leaves her throat. She approaches Equius with a big smile, waving to get his attention.

At the very least, the lamp looks like its replacement. By the time she arrives, he's dumping the broken one into a trashbin. Whoever collects trash on a regular basis probably wonders about the amount of maimed, small pieces of furniture that are regularly brought in.

He's not dressed to the nines, but he is actually wearing a shirt, as opposed to his normal tank-tops. It's appropriately black, but a button down, and in lieu of spattering it with a poorly drawn sigil, he's had little monogrammed handkerchiefs made (actually, he drew them, but he claims they were purchased from a tailor) that he wears in the pocket, along with a pair of black slacks and a blue belt. And shocker of shockers, he has actually done the most terrifying of things.

Put on underarm deoderant. Maximum strength anti-perspirant gel no less.

...he doesn't expect it to last the hour.

Almost squawking until he realizes he can't say anything when Nepeta rounds the corner, he scoots the waste basket behind him and gives her a slightly embarrassed look.

Nepeta chose to ignore the waste basket in favour of admiring his clothes. He's certainly made a big effort for her! She can't say anything complimentary but what she can do is clap her hands for him as she bounces up on down in excitement, smiling in intense approval of how dapper her moirail looks. Once that's done with she launches herself at him for their time-approved method of greeting, Nepeta rubbing herself affectionately against his side, cat-like as ever.

And once that's done with she mimes hiding her eyes with her hands, trying to get him to do the same. She has a surprise!

She was going to get kitty-troll hair everywhere! Well, he expected that actually, so why not tolerate a little. After all, it was pretty much what he knew was coming anyway. He patted her once on the head. Really, by most peoples' standards he'd barely cleaned up, but by his standards this was phenomenal.

However, at the pantomime, he thinks for a second and then nods. Covering his broken shades with his paws, he does as 'asked.'

At least she doesn't shed like Pounce does! Otherwise he really would have kitty-troll hair everywhere by the time she was done with him. She attempts to purr when he pats her on the head, but of course that doesn't work, so she beams a smile up at him instead and very insistently nuzzles at his hand.

She bounces with excitement as he covers his eyes, and then pulls out a blue box wrapped with a great big blue bow, poking him a little to say he could see now.

If she did, he'd never really clean it all up everywhere. When he opened his eyes and looked down at the bow, he was initially... surprised. It was written on his face. However, a test of the thing where it should hang on the shirt caused a nod of approval. That was exactly where the splash of color should have been expected, after all. Yes, this would do nicely.

The satisfied look and another pat were a good sign he was thankful, even if he wasn't saying it.

Nepeta claps her hands once again, and from the movement of her mouth it's obvious she'd be squeeing with approval if she still had a voice. He looks magnificent, and coyly she points at the green bow around her horn. See, Equius, they match!

Once he has done patting her she catches at his hand. Ready to go!

[He sighed and smiled at her in the way that he occasionally did before shaking his head and following along. They'd close the door behind them in a moment, but for now they had a date to enjoy. And no amount of gentlemen were going to cause real problems for them.

The door locked, he started to head towards the carnival.]

Nepeta swings their arms back and forth, her tiny hand latched on securely to his much larger one. It was good to be doing something that was all for them and had nothing to do with work or the city. Just two moirails having themselves some fun, oh yes! She turns to beam a smile up at him.

It was considerably better than the alternatives. They had not simply enjoyed themselves in a while, after all. Outside of a few of her pranks and games, that is. He returned the smile almost as if he knew that she'd be giving it, though his was as usual considerably more awkward and unsure of doing such a thing. His jaws weren't meant for that kind of stretch, really. But still, as they saw the carnival up ahead, he seemed pleased, curious even.

Living with Nepeta really is a guarantee that his life won't be boring! But she hardly considers a few laughs and some mischief as proper fun, let alone a proper date! No, they are long overdue for this, and Nepeta is thrilled that they're finally on their way to some fun time all of their own!

This is probably evident in how she's nearly tugging his arm off.

As soon as the carnival comes into view the tugging redoubles and she looks up at him with a grin, pointing feverishly. Come on, Equius, hurry! The carnival is waiting for them!

He's keeping up, despite the attempted removal of a limb. Getting through the gate is simple enough, though it's pretty obvious who's running this show, at least to a certain extent. For all that he did keep her out of the worst of her trouble, she could easily drag him around without any effort.

He had to struggle not to laugh silently. If anything, he was a little curious which of the booths she wanted to go to first.

It's a lot of give and take between them, as always. Equius lets himself be dragged around, but that also meant that Nepeta was willing to stick by his side and never run off ahead, no matter how excited she may be. She likes the familiar feel of his strong, cool hand in hers, and the effort that he makes to smile.

She stops and looks around them, then looks up at her moirail. It seems rather obvious that she's allowing him first choice of activities.

It was also a very good way to keep an eye on her. Getting dragged around meant he was with her to keep her from the worst ideas she had, since most of her ideas were harmless but a few definitely weren't. When they finally came to a stop though, he glanced back and nodded, scratching his chin.

The thought of the tests of skill came to mind, but instead he opted for something a bit more her style. A finger pointed towards the mirror maze with a small look of 'I promise not to smash them.' He'd heard they had mirrors that made people look strange in there. It would be... infuriating, but amusing.

She lit up with excitement at his suggestion, nodding her head vigorously in agreement and squishing herself against his side. Very politely she gestured in front of her as thought to tell him to lead the way. It probably won't last long, but as this was his choice it only seemed fair that he be the first one in.

And he was more than happy to lead the way. He had half expected that this one would please her, considering that she tended to like goofy things, such as causing their faces to be distorted in the mirror. It was something he could tolerate, since it was supposed to be in jest.

...he might have destroyed a fake mirror like this at some point before she came to Asgard to know what it actually is. Might.

In the doors, there were mirrors everywhere, as far as they eye could see, and a whole lot of Equius and Nepeta.

If Nepeta had thought about it she might have guessed, but really right now she's completely taken up with the treat in store for them. She's already giggling silently by the time they step inside, pointing in delight at the first mirror that made Equius look short and squat and her tall and thin, towering over him.

He looked at the mirror, and yep. He wanted to break that one very badly. It made him look like a dwarf of a troll for pity's sake, but he can tell she's enjoying it, and with all of the thousands of 'thems' everywhere, it quickly would get them effectively lost in the whole mess.

Sort of the point, though.

She can see him starting to get agitated and quickly pulls him along to the next one. This is better, making him look even more of a giant than usual, with Nepeta just a tiny mouse by his side.

His agitation sticks around, but at the same time he recognizes that its more of a game. The only thing he needs to remember as he watches his reflections shift and morph is that the goal of the game is not to break the mirrors.

Nepeta is a bit too worried about Equius to really be enjoying herself, and it's obvious that he's mostly going along with this for her sake. She tugs at his hand, shaking her head once he looks at her, and points at the exit. They can surely find something else to do that they'll have more fun with, right?

He sighed and petted her, but acknowledged that maybe it wasn't his most brilliant idea. As they started to slip out of the mirror maze, he made hand motion that she could pick next. She always did have better odds at these things.

Nepeta nods at that, tugging him back outside behind her, her head already turning this way and that as she contemplates the choices before them. Then it seems that something catches her attention as she stands stock still and abruptly starts dragging Equius off towards one of the game booths.

Oh, he wasn't surprised at that choice. Had she seen that kitty doll amongst the prizes? He hadn't exactly been hiding it from her, but he didn't want her to try and claim it to early. She'd have to lug it arou... oh who was he kidding? She wanted to lug it around. He dug some coins out of his pocket to get the tokens needed already.

Nepeta claps her hands in delight, taking her stance in front of the booth as he gets her some tokens to start playing. This is where her excellent aim comes in handy, and soon she's racking up points. By the time the game is over the person running the booth is staring, but he still gestures at the prizes she can choose from.

And she gets...not the kitty doll, which she had seen, but instead the hoofbeast plushie half-hidden behind it. Once it's in her arms she holds it out to Equius, the widest smile on her face.

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