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Post by Margrethe Goransdottir on Apr 2, 2012 9:48:38 GMT -5
"I must say I'm curious to see where a god lives."
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Post by Eddie Izzard on Apr 2, 2012 13:21:10 GMT -5
"Well, that often depends on the god in question." Eddie chuckled and winked at her.
"Me, I enjoy having things exactly the way I want them." He turned a corner and gestured proudly to a building that would have been better suited as a minor palace in some Arabian fairytale. To say it looked out of place would have been an understatement.
And that was taking into account all the other random shit that went on in this town.
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Post by Margrethe Goransdottir on Apr 2, 2012 15:37:41 GMT -5
Liath had gotten a bit used to the architecture in Paris, but even with as untraveled as she was she could tell that this place was of a different breed. Beautiful and exotic, all at once, and it just seemed to go on forever. Even the great hall back home wasn't this big.
"This is incredible!"
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Post by Eddie Izzard on Apr 2, 2012 16:00:10 GMT -5
"You like it?"
Eddie opened the huge door with a wave of his hand. In a way, at least. The door didn't so much open as shimmer and disappear.
Well, one could hardly ask a god to bother with such things as remembering where he put his keys after a night of merriment...
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Post by Margrethe Goransdottir on Apr 2, 2012 19:33:18 GMT -5
"Absolutely." She said, glancing around as they walked inside.
"I've never seen a place like this before."
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Post by Castiel on Apr 2, 2012 20:44:38 GMT -5
Even Castiel had to admit to being somewhat impressed.
The place was... eclectic, in an insane sort of way. The waterslide in the right-hand corner of the hallway might have been pushing it, but on the whole Eddie appeared to be decorating by a method best described as 'Have ALL the things!'.
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Post by Eddie Izzard on Apr 2, 2012 20:45:52 GMT -5
"It's what happened to be in my mind, mostly."
What that said about the god's mind was probably best left unsaid.
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Post by Margrethe Goransdottir on Apr 2, 2012 21:11:55 GMT -5
Liath eyed the waterslide dubiously for a moment, though she was rather tempted to try it...without armor, of course.
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Post by Eddie Izzard on Apr 2, 2012 21:23:36 GMT -5
"Now then, would the two of you be entirely adverse to sharing a room?"
It wasn't that Eddie didn't have plenty of rooms available, but putting those two together might well yield some... entertaining results.
((And suddenly I can't help but think that this incarnation of Eddie should be dating Frank N Furter. XD)))
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Post by Margrethe Goransdottir on Apr 2, 2012 23:12:35 GMT -5
"Not at all." Margrethe said.
"I've traveled and stayed with mixed groups before."
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Post by Eddie Izzard on Apr 3, 2012 9:57:27 GMT -5
"Lovely, let me show you to your rooms then." The god aimed a beaming smile at them before running towards the rather grand stairs and leaping into the air.
"Careful, they're bouncy!"
This was immediately proven true. The second his feet hit the steps the material dipped a little, only to propel him towards the next floor a moment later. He took advantage of the moment to do a little somersault before landing in what (judging by the colourful balls his landing kicked up) was most likely a giant ball pit.
(("Hi, I'm Eddie Izzard... I'm a god and live in a giant funhouse!"))
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Post by Castiel on Apr 3, 2012 9:58:54 GMT -5
Well, this was all rather odd. Even by Castiel's standards.
He glanced over at Margrethe. If she would do it, so would he... even if as an angel he had more dignified ways of reaching the next floor.
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Post by Margrethe Goransdottir on Apr 3, 2012 10:48:44 GMT -5
Margrethe stared at the staircase for a moment, trying to figure out just what they were made up, and coming up with nothing concrete. Well. She'd been trained to be dextrous, even in her armor, and if she were to continue with her Try New Things mission, she'd have to attempt this.
With a shrug, she took a running jump and landed on the...stairs...then bounced upward and landed in the pit full of colored plastic balls. She stared down at the thigh-depth colorful mess for a moment.
"I admit, this is beyond my experience."
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Post by Castiel on Apr 3, 2012 11:19:37 GMT -5
Any reply Eddie could have made was cut off by the arrival of a flying angel.
There was a lot less dignity to Castiel's actual appearance than that phrase would suggest and it was a good thing the god reached up and caught the flailing angel by his coat or he would have overshot the ball pit and landed in what could only be described as a llama-enclosure.
Then again, thumping face-down flat on a bunch of balls was only marginally better.
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Post by Margrethe Goransdottir on Apr 3, 2012 16:41:32 GMT -5
Margrethe stared at the llamas.
"What kind of animal are those?"
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