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[thelittleone]

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Asil, The Moor
A very, very old wolf and a member of the Marrok's pack.

Jang Eun
Previously of Carmel Valley, sent to Aspen Creek by her former Alpha.

Jesse Hauptman
Daughter of the Alpha of the Columbia Basin Pack

Joshua Brennan
Burden-bound. A Sin-Eater paired with the ghost of a long-dead soldier.

PREMISE

All the stories are true. Years ago, the Fae came out because technology was making it harder and harder for them to hide, and it's been a couple of years since the werewolves did the same. The world is changing day by day. Humans and the paranormal live side by side, but it's not easy nor is it simple. While the Marrok has taken great lengths and care to preserve the werewolves' PR front, everyone - wolf, fae, vampire and other - know that it's only a matter of time before the humans start thinking that perhaps the other stories meant to warn of the dark are true.

This is an open post set in the universe of Patricia Briggs' Mercy Thompson series. The books are amazing and you should definitely check them out. More information via this Wiki link. The rules are simple: Drop a prompt, leave a tag, and let's play!

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[nosco]

In time. [ He drops an idle kiss on her temple, well aware of the glance and grin she'd sent his way. ]

I like this Captain Morgan. I can also see why you like her.

[lastcall]

[Asil wants to know more of what she enjoys, and anyone who has only known Eun for a day or two would understand in that first scene alone why she enjoys this movie. Her pleasure is obvious in his immediate grasp of the obvious, but also the kiss to her temple as well. The introduction is lengthy enough that she slips in another comment between Dawg and Harry's interactions.]

And that's just the opening. [Eun eats more popcorn, sinking into her heavy nostalgia of a too-familiar movie and theme song she loves without apology.] The male lead is entertaining as well, once we get to him...

[nosco]

[ He watches a little more, content to enjoy the film, Eun's company and her apparent enjoyment. There is something less polished about the execution of the camera work and the staging and he can't help but appreciate the charm it lends. ]

So, based on this, the daughter - Morgan - will be out to avenge her dearly departed father by finding treasure mapped out on his scalp.

[ It is oddly... not unusual. To him, at least. There are stranger places to hide maps. ]

[lastcall]

[Eun is impressed by the development of Hollywood's technology and advancements when it comes to camerawork and action sequences, of course, but watching a movie like this reminds her of how much she appreciates the less polished work.

But at the moment, what pleases her is Asil engaging with her over this movie that is near and dear to her heart.]

Exactly. Two birds, one stone. Treasure for her and the crew, and her father avenged in the process. [She pauses a beat.] I have to say i rather miss some of these simple-premise movies. They don't really make them like this anymore.

[nosco]

[ This is a sigh of utter agreement. ]

I have found some of the more expansive film franchises enjoyable enough, but entertainment for entertainment's sake is not a sin.

[ He lifts a brow at the familiar fashions of the 17th century. Wigs and all.

Under his breath: ] I will never understand why Hollywood portrays powdered faces that way. Perhaps it is just the camera work, but the execution loses all nuance.

[lastcall]

[Eun's brows furrow in surprise at his comment, and she glances over with curiosity. She doesn't want to talk through this part with Shaw's introduction, but at the same time she is curious...

So she waits. Waits until he's stolen the woman's hair comb and Trotter catches him in the lie of what ship he arrived on. And as Trotter smacks the back of Shaw's head Eun pauses the movie. She hates to pause movies but it seems better to do that than forget.]

How is the powdered face supposed to look? [There's only a breath between her question and the next, which she cannot help but ask.] Wait had you ever powdered your face in that time period?

[nosco]

And mar the beauty gifted to me by Allah? No. Never.

[ He says it with the even tones of someone who knows that he is beautiful and isn't shy about saying it. ]

Not pasty. [ He slides a look at the screen, a pinched expression on his face. ] The European obsession with pale skin is rooted in religion and concepts of purity.

Perhaps I am remembering things with a tinge of nostalgia, but the effect was often more towards achieving the impossible sheen and glow of porcelain.

Not stand-ins for corpses.

[lastcall]

[There is no humor in his voice as he mentions the gift of his beauty, and Eun has to say that she appreciates that about him. He is beautiful and he knows it, and does not play at false modesty. Eun never mentions her own beauty but she knows that she is. They both have confidence in this about themselves.

Her lips curve up into a smile however as he begins explaining what was done wrong with the powdered faces of the movie. She eats popcorn, privately delighted by the happenstance, as she is entertained by both his explanation and obvious disdain for the misinterpretation.]

No doubt the way it's been done in the movie is out of ignorance of that fact or a reflection of their view that the practice was ridiculous. If they haven't gotten better about this sort of thing in recent years, someone on the more long-lived side ought to be a consultant for these kinds of period movies. [She eats more popcorn as she glances back up at him, glad that he's never powdered his face. He's not wrong, it would be completely unnecessary on him.] The rest of the costuming doesn't seem like it's terribly off, does it?

[nosco]

That would be rather interesting. [ He entertains the odd image of large film companies employing the long lived folk. Only it is entirely possible that the Fae have people among the humans, or vampires. ] I suspect however, that if one of the longer lived immortals were involved in such productions they have very little inclination to preserving accuracy in favor of ensuring survival.

But to answer your question: as far as I can tell, the rest of the costuming got things right.

[lastcall]

[Eun considers his answer for a moment, and it doesn't take her long to grasp his point. Anyone who has any knowledge worth sharing is likely in the habit of flying under the radar whenever possible. Sure, werewolves are out now, but Bran picks who he wants more out in the spotlight. There are those among the wolves at least that while potentially helpful, would have every reason to not draw attention to themselves.]

Well, that's good at least. You'll have to tell me about a couple of her other outfits when we get to them...

[She hits play on the movie again and reaches forward to try the mushrooms he prepared for them, popping one into her mouth before settling against him once more.]

[nosco]

[ A curious lift of the brow. ] Is it something worth noting?

[ He reaches for a handful of chips, half of his attention on the movie and half on Eun. ]

[lastcall]

[She shakes her head a little, speaking quietly only to not talk over the movie too much.]

No, they're just dresses, but I like certain aspects about both of them. One of them looks like it's period but the other...well, it's pretty wench-y. I'm not sure if it stands out because of that or because they've somehow modernized the wench style to appeal to the audiences...

[nosco]

Point them out to me.

[ He offers her a smile, the hand he has by her shoulder gently stroking her skin. ]

[lastcall]

[One would think after the night before, Eun would be satisfied for a while. But Asil's thumb slides over her skin and somehow manages to hit just the right nerves to send a shiver up her spine. She returns his smile as she shifts to drape an arm across his middle.]

I will.

[The movie continues as they speak, shifting to Morgan being drunk in the hold of her ship. The author implying that the men will not follow her orders, and Glasspoole, one of Eun's favorites, coming down to fetch Morgan before she loses the crew to lack of attendance. Even drunk, Morgan is strong, and Eun appreciates that they only question her ability to captain and bring in money. Not her fitness for the captaincy based on her gender.

The scenes shift, and soon Morgan and a few of her crew are in Port Royal to find someone who can translate the text on her map. Eun gestures at the screen with a lift of her chin.]

There, that's the first one. She looks amazing, doesn't she?

[nosco]

I suppose this is where the leading lady and her soon-to-be paramour meet for the first time?

[ He reaches for some popcorn, amusement in his tone.

However, since Eun did ask about his take on the fashions in the film. ]

The cut of the neckline is oddly inappropriate for a woman of her supposed station.

[lastcall]

You would be correct.

[Eun reaches up to steal popcorn out of his hand, and pops it into her mouth.]

I wonder if the people in charge wanted to show off her shoulders or if it's supposed to be a sign of the character not knowing any better how to wear the dress.

[nosco]

I am less distressed over accuracy and more on that the leading lady has a shapely upper torso but that cut is not entirely flattering on her.

[ He chews on some chips. Perhaps it is both? ] It does not appear that her crewmen might be overly concerned with the accuracy of costuming. And the one who did remark that he had some knowledge exited quite abruptly.

[lastcall]

[Eun gives him a look, at first because she's not used to a man having an idea of flattering cuts of gowns, and then because he apparently is poking a little bit at the plot. She gently nudges him with her elbow.]

Mi amor, it's not the sort of movie to be distressed over anything about it. Accuracy or plot holes. I was merely curious.

[nosco]

Very well, my love.

[ Chuckling as he gently sets aside any further comments in favor of settling back into enjoyment. Entertainment for entertainment's sake and all.

He even manages to keep his thoughts to himself until Shaw translates for Morgan: You're a very beautiful woman. I'd like to wash your feet. ]

I have to hand it to the boy. That is a line worth using.

[lastcall]

[She does so love the tension between Morgan and Shaw. Neither of them are who they say they are, each of them playing a different game. You can see the wheels turning in Shaw's mind as she spits out a harsh "Say something Latinish" and rather than be put off by it, the man is all the more intrigued.

He does not fear a strong woman in the least.

Asil's comment does earn him another look however, and while Morgan tells Shaw to wash his mouth, Eun takes another approach.]

Is that one you would use with me?

[nosco]

[ Sliding an intrigued look in her direction now. ]

Would it work?

[lastcall]

[Eun lifts a brow at him, not at all shy about this.]

If you said it like you meant it. You'd get bonus points for saying it in Latin. Or another language.

[She has no issue telling him that she'd get weak in the knees for a well-delivered line. Words are powerful, and when they're offered in a way that is suave and smooth, incredibly dirty, or in another language...Eun's probably more susceptible to it than most women already are.]

[nosco]

Well, I might be persuaded to do just that. [ He leans in, close enough to kiss, but instead choosing to touch the tip of his nose to hers. ]

English is a language I learn and practice out of necessity. But if it pleases you, I am happy to make small declarations in the languages that are closer to my heart.

[lastcall]

[Eun has never paused a movie as often as she does this afternoon. Her hand fumbles for the remote control as her gaze continues to rest on his face, especially as he leans in closer. Normally she doesn't talk during movies. She doesn't pause them for anything less than bathroom necessities or legitimate interruptions. But Asil just has to flirt with her a little and she's hitting that pause button quick as can be.]

It would make me very happy, especially if you don't mind also translating later as necessary. [She shifts slightly, tip of her nose brushing his, a smile on her face even as her gaze drops down to his mouth and up again.] I'd be pleased enough to persuade you that the effort is worth it.

[nosco]

[ The temptation to kiss her is too great - so he does not bother fighting against it. ]

I could also teach you whatever language strikes your fancy. [ The kiss he initiates is chaste, but playful, with a hint of teeth on her bottom lip. ] But I am keeping you from our movie.

[ Not that it is any hardship. ]