Mickey coughs theatrically. "'What is your name?'"
"Pegasus J. Crawford," the tall silver-haired man pauses, and preens a little, as if, really, people ought to start admiring him now. He smiles at the mouse, "next question?"
"What is your quest?" asks the Cat. It's perched, suddenly, on the roof of one of the gate-stiles.
Startled, Pegasus looks away from Mickey, glancing around aimlessly, until he finds the Cat up on the roof. He recovers his poise quickly. "Do I have to have one dear boy?" Stifling a yawn elegantly, "I did all that once, so tiresome."
"'What is the average w..?'" Mickey frowns down at the notebook. "You know, I don't really see why that's important." He flips a page. "'If you could be granted three wishes, what would they be?'"
If he thought he could catch Pegasus so easily, Mickey was sadly mistaken, "that’s easy," he says in a cheerful tone, "a white wine spritzer, Kaiba Seto, and an idea for a new Toon Monster." He smiles smugly before adding "not necessarily in that order."
His gaze moves past Mickey and the Cat, fixing on the gate in the background; really, this place is perfectly delicious, a whole Toon World, right at his very fingertips. Now if only these two would stop talking, he could go in and explore. "Are there many more questions?" Pegasus murmurs, "I’d like..." He is interrupted as the Cat speaks.
"Or," the Cat says, examining its tail with interest, "if you were a genie and someone you were trying to
give three wishes to was trying to trick you into giving him more, what would you say?"
"How about What will you give me in exchange for that," Pegasus is getting bored now, and he speaks quickly, not trying as hard to amuse, "we might work out something mutually satisfactory, a quid pro quo of some kind..."
Mickey looks rather nonplused at the next, but reads, "'When the revolution comes, what skills will you be able to barter for food?'"
"Oh I’ll take over of course," Pegasus strains to see past Mickey’s shoulder, not that he’s seen any actual cartoon characters yet, but they have to be in there, don’t they? "I’ll subvert the revolution, and make them build me a castle and uniformed slaves can wait on me." He smiles as politely as he can, "is there anything more?"
The Cat rolls its eyes in a friendly (and rather disconcertingly out-of-sync) way, and asks, "Milk, dark, or white chocolate?"
"Dark," Pegasus’ tone is quite offhand by now, and he’s staring quite openly over Mickey Mouse’s shoulder, "it goes nicely with red wine." With a pained sigh, he waves his hand, trying to hurry the interrogation along.
"'Choose the two coolest: robots, pirates, fairies, bears, ninjas, monkeys, vampires, or humans,'" says Mickey, giggling a bit as he goes through the list. "'Explain.'"
"Bears," Pegasus says, "definitely bears," he isn’t even trying any more, just staring toward the gate, trying to see inside, "oh and pirates, and preferably together." His tone very positive, "I don’t know how many times," he says, "I’ve found myself longing to see a nice group of pirates together with some... What were those other things I said? Fairies, wasn’t it? Yes, they do go so nicely those two."
"Great!" Mickey flips through the blank pages of the notebook at top, cartoon-y speed. "Well, I think that's just about it! Oh, and I'm supposed to ask, 'for your safety: are you carrying anything sharp?'"
"Then I’m done?" Pegasus clasps his hands, "I can finally go in? How positively delightful, you don’t know how fun this is going to be for me," he turns to Mickey, putting out his hand with great enthusiasm, "thank you, dear boy, you have totally made my day." He’s already headed toward the gate when he looks back for a moment, adding "oh and by the way, no to your last question. I never carry my own weapons."
[Pegasus is from the Yuugiou/Yugioh! anime series, specifically from Yuguoh! The Movie, after he’s lost the Sen-nen Eye.]
"Pegasus J. Crawford," the tall silver-haired man pauses, and preens a little, as if, really, people ought to start admiring him now. He smiles at the mouse, "next question?"
"What is your quest?" asks the Cat. It's perched, suddenly, on the roof of one of the gate-stiles.
Startled, Pegasus looks away from Mickey, glancing around aimlessly, until he finds the Cat up on the roof. He recovers his poise quickly. "Do I have to have one dear boy?" Stifling a yawn elegantly, "I did all that once, so tiresome."
"'What is the average w..?'" Mickey frowns down at the notebook. "You know, I don't really see why that's important." He flips a page. "'If you could be granted three wishes, what would they be?'"
If he thought he could catch Pegasus so easily, Mickey was sadly mistaken, "that’s easy," he says in a cheerful tone, "a white wine spritzer, Kaiba Seto, and an idea for a new Toon Monster." He smiles smugly before adding "not necessarily in that order."
His gaze moves past Mickey and the Cat, fixing on the gate in the background; really, this place is perfectly delicious, a whole Toon World, right at his very fingertips. Now if only these two would stop talking, he could go in and explore. "Are there many more questions?" Pegasus murmurs, "I’d like..." He is interrupted as the Cat speaks.
"Or," the Cat says, examining its tail with interest, "if you were a genie and someone you were trying to
give three wishes to was trying to trick you into giving him more, what would you say?"
"How about What will you give me in exchange for that," Pegasus is getting bored now, and he speaks quickly, not trying as hard to amuse, "we might work out something mutually satisfactory, a quid pro quo of some kind..."
Mickey looks rather nonplused at the next, but reads, "'When the revolution comes, what skills will you be able to barter for food?'"
"Oh I’ll take over of course," Pegasus strains to see past Mickey’s shoulder, not that he’s seen any actual cartoon characters yet, but they have to be in there, don’t they? "I’ll subvert the revolution, and make them build me a castle and uniformed slaves can wait on me." He smiles as politely as he can, "is there anything more?"
The Cat rolls its eyes in a friendly (and rather disconcertingly out-of-sync) way, and asks, "Milk, dark, or white chocolate?"
"Dark," Pegasus’ tone is quite offhand by now, and he’s staring quite openly over Mickey Mouse’s shoulder, "it goes nicely with red wine." With a pained sigh, he waves his hand, trying to hurry the interrogation along.
"'Choose the two coolest: robots, pirates, fairies, bears, ninjas, monkeys, vampires, or humans,'" says Mickey, giggling a bit as he goes through the list. "'Explain.'"
"Bears," Pegasus says, "definitely bears," he isn’t even trying any more, just staring toward the gate, trying to see inside, "oh and pirates, and preferably together." His tone very positive, "I don’t know how many times," he says, "I’ve found myself longing to see a nice group of pirates together with some... What were those other things I said? Fairies, wasn’t it? Yes, they do go so nicely those two."
"Great!" Mickey flips through the blank pages of the notebook at top, cartoon-y speed. "Well, I think that's just about it! Oh, and I'm supposed to ask, 'for your safety: are you carrying anything sharp?'"
"Then I’m done?" Pegasus clasps his hands, "I can finally go in? How positively delightful, you don’t know how fun this is going to be for me," he turns to Mickey, putting out his hand with great enthusiasm, "thank you, dear boy, you have totally made my day." He’s already headed toward the gate when he looks back for a moment, adding "oh and by the way, no to your last question. I never carry my own weapons."
[Pegasus is from the Yuugiou/Yugioh! anime series, specifically from Yuguoh! The Movie, after he’s lost the Sen-nen Eye.]
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Date: 2006-11-17 12:31 am (UTC)"If you'll excuse me," he takes a step aside, "there are places I'd like to go." By his tone, the last thing he wants is to waste his time on some snarky teenager.
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Date: 2006-11-17 12:34 am (UTC)"Awww," Envy pouts, mirroring his moves. "But you only just got here."
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Date: 2006-11-17 12:44 am (UTC)"Correction," as Pegasus moves again, "I haven't gotten here yet," and he looks significantly past Envy to the gate.
"Who are you anyhow," he adds, "do you always make a practice of stopping people on their way in?
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Date: 2006-11-17 12:49 am (UTC)...and there's
"No, just you," Envy says truthfully. "My name is Envy. But please, go right ahead." Actually, he's kind of curious about what would happen to someone if they tried to go on without getting assigned a land.
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Date: 2006-11-17 02:24 am (UTC)"Well how do you do, Envy," Pegasus says, "it's a pleasure to meet you," even though, of course, it isn't, "and do you mind telling me what it is about me that made you single me out for your attention?" He waits for an answer with an air of long-suffering that makes it very clear he'd rather be inside.
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Date: 2006-11-17 02:28 am (UTC)"Oh, I was bored and this just happened to be the thing stood out to do." Envy smiles, twirling a lock of hair around his finger.
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Date: 2006-11-17 02:39 am (UTC)"I just happened along at the right moment?" Pegasus' voice is dry, "you were bored, and then voila, there I was?"
"What will it take to persuade you to find something else that stands out to do," he says.
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Date: 2006-11-17 02:44 am (UTC)...Holy shit, I haven't updated it in over two years.))
"Pretty much. Aren't I lucky?" Envy asks, licking his lips. "And please, feel free to go ahead. I'm sure that I'll find something else to entertain me once you do."
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Date: 2006-11-17 03:04 am (UTC)And please feel free, the boy with the funny hair says, and that's not suspicious, coming from someone whose been hindering him ever since Mickey stopped asking questions, Pegasus doesn't know what is. He studies Envy closely for a moment, eyes him up and down, with special attention to the smug, bratty look on his face, and "oh, but I don't know my way around," he says tells him at last, "won't you be kind enough to show me?"
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Date: 2006-11-17 03:08 am (UTC)Envy considers that for a moment. Well, he's already been placed. Really, if he happens to be with Pegasus when he leaves the front gates, Envy shouldn't be the one getting in trouble.
Besides, if he's showing Pegasus around, he'll be in the best position to see if someone breaks the unwritten rules.
"But of course," Envy says, flipping his hair over his shoulder. "Just follow me. I can show you around Main Street first."
He hopes it's painful.
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Date: 2006-11-17 01:50 pm (UTC)By rights, he ought to be suspicious, but Pegasus, who swings frequently between good nature and total brattiness, tends to assume that other people are going to behave the same way. "Main Street?" He smiles at the boy, just as if he's not the same one whose been annoying him since he arrived, "has it actually got a trolley? And a theatre showing old cartoons?"
"I'd love you to show me," he says, "please, lead on."
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Date: 2006-11-17 03:31 pm (UTC)"Yes, yes," Envy says. Truth be told, he hasn't really paid much attention to Main Street. Besides, even if it didn't he'd answer yes because, hey, it would make sure the man would follow him.
He begins to lead on, deeper into the park. His back's to Pegasus, which is good because on his face he has a rather twisted smile.
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Date: 2006-11-17 03:57 pm (UTC)"Thanks awfully for doing this Envy," he says, taking in everything with total enthusiasm, "you're being so nice and helpful. You know for a moment there, I really thought you were going to cause me trouble."
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Date: 2006-11-17 04:48 pm (UTC)"FOR THE SAFETY AND SECURITY OF OUR VISITORS, PLEASE KEEP YOUR HANDS AND ARMS INSIDE THE ENTRANCE PLAZA AT ALL TIMES."
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Date: 2006-11-17 04:54 pm (UTC)"Thank you for that~," He calls to Pegasus, waving cheerfully. "The more you know~. I'll be sure to watch these cartoon theatre things for you." Then, he walks deeper into the park. Sure, it wasn't as horrible as he thought it would be, but he's still quite pleased with himself.
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Date: 2006-11-17 06:38 pm (UTC)muchill will to Envy for the prank; jokes are understandable, and all the more so in a setting like this. Really, when you think about it, the whole thing was practically cartoonish."Right then," he says to himself, I guess we're not allowed to go in until they assign us a place," and he looks around, trying to find something to do while he waits.