part 353 whalers on the moon

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We've been here over a year now! I can hardly believe it! Dreamwidth's been pretty good, I'd say, with almost no downtime to speak of and all that! Anyway... how is your spring going? Or I guess it's almost summer, isn't it? Hopefully it's been well! I've been catching up on work and new movies, all very exciting stuff, I'm sure.

Enjoy part 353!

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Re: Camping time

[teainyourface]

[Her standing up so suddenly startles him enough to make him jump and fall silent, staring at her and her DECOLLETAGE wide-eyed and open mouthed as she throws words at him right back. FLINCHES AT THE HAND SLAMMING JESUS CHRIST. She gets to see his face transform into a wonderful shade of red and his lips come close to twist into a sowl]

YOU'VE DONE ENOUGH SPEAKING!! If you won't fuckin' apologize to me properly like a damn lady, I won't give you my fucking gentlemanly ear! I'VE HAD ENOUGH!! [It's his turn to clatter to his feet only because her dogs are getting riled up by her shouting and trying to eat him. But he takes it a step further than she, CLIMBS UP THE ENTIRE FUCKING TABLE AND STOMPS ACROSS IT, mashing food underfoot and making a beeline for her horse]

LIKE HELL I WILL! Responsibility falls on you for being in-fucking-sufferable and a DAMN IDIOT! You're a damn hag of a woman AND I ABSOLUTELY REFUSE TO MARRY YOU! I REFUSE! YOU HEAR ME, I REFUSE! GOD AS MY WITNESS, I FUCKING REFUSE! [CROSSES HIMSELF LIKE SHE IS THE DEVIL]

I REFUSE TO EVEN LOOK AT YOU FROM HERE ON!!! Kiss my ass, you ugly sow! AND WEAR A DAMN SHAWL, YOUR DAMN TITS ARE PISSIN' ME OFF!! [approaching poor Nannerl who is already throwing her head and snorting fearfully and trying to take her by the reins]

Re: Camping time

[regnavenus]

[SCREAMS AND STAGGERS AWAY FROM THE TABLE, oh my god he is actually a wild barbarian lunatic dO YOU KNOW HOW EXPENSIVE THAT PIE DISH WAS]

GENTLEMANLY?! How dare you- how dare you- you- Preuße!

[Shrill with outrage now, at his incessant insults and most of all his attempts to shake off her hand in marriage. Backed up by a chorus of high pitched barking and shrieking to be heard over it, the whole cacophony frightening the horse out of her wits]

Stop talking about them- unhand my horse! [Oh no he doesn't, CHASES AFTER HIM ACCOMPANIED BY HER SUDDENLY VICIOUS ATTACK HOUNDS. But she doesn't particularly need to do anything other than call out to her horse- ]

Nannerl!

[ -who takes it upon herself to buck wildly and aim a very precise, very HARD kick in his direction]

Re: Camping time

[teainyourface]

[It's important to imagine everything happening in slow motion. Her fluffy cute dogs snarling and yapping as they rush towards him, Lottie furiously chasing after him, dress balled in her fists to keep her from falling, the horse bucking wildly and Gilbert struggling to keep grip on her reins and bring her to task, but getting distracted by Lottie and turning suddenly to hurl more insults on her just as Nannerl rips her halter lead out of his hands and turns into him to aim a BRUTAL kick right into his solar plexus.

There's the sickening sound of human flesh and bones being slammed into by powerful hooves and he sees a blindingly painful flash of white, red and then BLACK AS HE CRUMBLES TO THE FUCKING FLOOR. He's unseeing in pain and confusion for a moment, and in a display of his strength, sheer instinct and will power, he staggers to his feet enough to stumble out of a wild Nannerl's way BEFORE COLLAPSING AGAIN]


HHHH [ONE SHUDDERING, PAINED BREATH]



HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHH!! YOU BIIITTTTTTTTTTCCHHHH!!!! [GRRRRROAAAAAAAAAAAAANING AND MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAANNNING AND GASPING AND WHEEZING IN PAIN AND SHOCK loud enough to wake the world oh my god THAT HURT]

Re: Camping time

[regnavenus]

[Of course, to her, it all happens in a second or two, and to be honest, even she is surprised by Nannerl's violent, panicked reaction, because she's usually a gentle enough horse...if proud, and not dissimilar to her owner in her tolerance for rudeness. Still, Lottie screams and covers her eyes briefly as the kick connects; by the time she looks again, Nannerl has galloped away across the field to buck to her heart's content.

...Everything goes strangely quiet as she finally looks to Gilbert, even the dogs quieting to whimpers and circling nervously. H-He looks badly...injured.............um]

A-Are you-

[uNTIL HE SOMEHOW FINDS THE STRENGTH TO CALL HER A BITCH. UH, SHE DIDN'T KICK HIM. Asshole]

Well. I think I have had just about enough of fools who disregard warnings and continue to hurl insults at those who would help them. Hmph.

[Glares down at him, before wandering a bit helplessly in her wild horse's direction, not exactly willing to approach her but with nothing better to do. You know, like assist the dying, wheezing man on the ground, since he's so incredibly ungrateful and horrible]

Re: Camping time

[teainyourface]

[WHEEZING. CAN YOU BLAME HIM, THOUGH. CAN YOU REALLY BLAME HIM]

HHhh--W-Where the hell are you going?!!--H-HEY!! My ribs are broken!! You can't just walk away-- [They're just badly bruised thanks to his nation strength but what does she know]

W-What the hell happened to taking responsibility!! O-Oi!! [Talking really hurts man, PANICKING AT THE SIGHT OF HER WALKING AWAY, HE CAN'T GET UP, HE'LL LIE HERE PRONE FOR ALL SORTS OF WILDLIFE AND ANONS TO MOLEST. But he lacks the common sense to apologize]

LIESELOTTE!! [ABOUT TO CRY BABY VOICE, C'MON. take pity on him, he is in so much pain right now he's sweating buckets. THIS IS A PERFECT OPPORTUNITY TO MAKE HIM HER HOSTAGE]

Re: Camping time

[regnavenus]

[Oh hush, she's not going far, just hovering awkwardly and watching her horse gallop joyfully around a bunch of tents]

I shall never catch her at this rate...

[Pausing at his words, not looking back, but letting out an irritated, conflicted sigh.]

Responsibility? You refused to do so, did you not?

[BUT...him crying out her name like that and the worrisome breathy quality to his voice eventually tug on some kind of moral centre, and she turns back to him, frowning at the sight because he's shaking and sweating so much she's almost feeling it vicariously]

...Lie still, you may puncture something.

[...She's not a nurse, she's not actually sure what to do for broken or bruised ribs...just pain relief, isn't that all you can do? Well...alright, returning to the table to fish around in the picnic basket]

Hmm...

[Aha. Produces a small bottle of strong brandy, very delicately lowering herself to the grass in order to offer it to him. Looking rather put out and grumpy about it all, eyeing the hoof marks on his chest. God, what is she supposed to do without assistance]

I won't be able to move you, you know.

Re: Camping time

[teainyourface]

[he sounds more like a dusty bellow right now]


It's different!! [Panting, ow, ow, ow.]


I'm a fuckin' [Shaky inhale and exhale] s-saint and you're a--a damn tyrant. I won't take respons-[heave ho trying to breathe man]-ibility for your evil!!

[ignoring both her advice and her brandy, rolls painfully to his side before shakingly sitting up, left hand covering that spreading bruise]

Y-Your people are. [Long pause to breeathee, okay no more full sentences] close by. Right? Take me. Your place--doctor--Pull. [HEAVE HO HEAVE HO BREATHING]

We'll. Walk. [Right hand thrusting towards her for her to help him to his feet, slightly impatient and snappy. Pull him up. Has a lot of nerve asking for her help for someone so rude. If they start to walk away, Nannerl will probably follow eventually and they can ride her the rest of the way if he doesn't faint first]

Re: Camping time

[regnavenus]

[Well, it seems he's still rude and stupid, even injured, even when she's willing to help him. The nerve of it all. Pockets her brandy then, fine.]

You will only hurt yourself more-

[Sigh. Ignoring his overblown nonsense and getting to her feet wearily, looking around at the remains of her picnics and deciding to abandon the silverware (and send a grunt to retrieve it later, obviously)]

Yes, my company is near...by...

[Hey...yeah, help is close at hand, but more importantly, so are lots of armed gentlemen who will be only too happy to keep this guy under supervision...HMMMMMMM]

You might at least say please. Very well.

[Strangely accepting of his rude, assholish way of asking for help because she has Plans. Reluctantly takes his hand in both of hers and tries to heeeeaaaaave him to his feet. HE'S HEAVY.]

Re: Camping time

[teainyourface]

[uses the momentum of her pulling to help himself up, holding onto her firmly as he does, using her for support because his legs feel like jelly. Just gonna


reach into her pocket and take that brandy, he NEVER SAID HE DIDN'T WANT IT. He's too winded to speak so he just grunts in agreement and off they go wobbling towards her company. Has no idea what he's getting himself into because he's sexist and thinks she's being so tolerant because she's acting like a proper lady. Also doesn't think she has anything more than maybe a couple of hand maids and a few weakling old men and young boys who do the miscellaneous labor. After all, she was just a lady having a picnic, so no way she can have her men with her, right? Right!

He's going to be in for a long, long, long, long, long, long ride]