caer scima. [ well, the feast and everything involved in it had kept peter interested for a few minutes. it's kind of cool, being recruited to help save his world or whatever, and the medieval theme is pretty badass. still, it's not like it's any better at keeping his attention, especially when there isn't anything exciting happening.
instead, then, he finds himself exploring the rest of the castle and the grounds. he tries to do it slowly, really, but eventually he's just a sudden wind in the hallways and rooms, so fast he isn't even a blur. he can literally be found anywhere, probably snitching small interesting things like a magpie, eating an apple up high on a wall somewhere, or even playing minor pranks on people in the ballroom. (wasn't a chair just there? where'd that plate of food go?) it's probably just a little dangerous, given that there are a lot of powerful people in this castle, but that's part of the thrill, right? ]
network. [the guy in the feed is a teenager, slim and careless, dressed in jeans and a band t-shirt. he has strangely silver hair and a pair of goggles resting around his neck, and he's kicked back in his chair with his hands laced together behind his head as he squints at the locket. ]
Sothisthingisreallylikeavideo-phoneorsomething,right? [ holy shit, he talks fast. he's quiet for a moment or two, then seems to be taking pains to slow himself down. ] If we're supposed to be fighting a war and saving the world and all that crap, how come we have timeforthingslikefeasts? Sounds shady.
[ he lets his chair drop back on all four legs again and he unlaces his hands, lifting one in a short wave. ]
Anyway, hey, I'm Peter Maximoff, and I'm really fast. I guess it's how I'm supposed to be a contributing member of society here, which is kinda' funny, since itwassomethingIwassupposedtohidebackhome.
ota. [ or feel free to hit me up with your own scenario! ]
peter maximoff | dofp | unseelie
[ well, the feast and everything involved in it had kept peter interested for a few minutes. it's kind of cool, being recruited to help save his world or whatever, and the medieval theme is pretty badass. still, it's not like it's any better at keeping his attention, especially when there isn't anything exciting happening.
instead, then, he finds himself exploring the rest of the castle and the grounds. he tries to do it slowly, really, but eventually he's just a sudden wind in the hallways and rooms, so fast he isn't even a blur. he can literally be found anywhere, probably snitching small interesting things like a magpie, eating an apple up high on a wall somewhere, or even playing minor pranks on people in the ballroom. (wasn't a chair just there? where'd that plate of food go?) it's probably just a little dangerous, given that there are a lot of powerful people in this castle, but that's part of the thrill, right? ]
network.
[the guy in the feed is a teenager, slim and careless, dressed in jeans and a band t-shirt. he has strangely silver hair and a pair of goggles resting around his neck, and he's kicked back in his chair with his hands laced together behind his head as he squints at the locket. ]
Sothisthingisreallylikeavideo-phoneorsomething,right? [ holy shit, he talks fast. he's quiet for a moment or two, then seems to be taking pains to slow himself down. ] If we're supposed to be fighting a war and saving the world and all that crap, how come we have timeforthingslikefeasts? Sounds shady.
[ he lets his chair drop back on all four legs again and he unlaces his hands, lifting one in a short wave. ]
Anyway, hey, I'm Peter Maximoff, and I'm really fast. I guess it's how I'm supposed to be a contributing member of society here, which is kinda' funny, since itwassomethingIwassupposedtohidebackhome.
ota.
[ or feel free to hit me up with your own scenario! ]