tHREE SICK BEATS, [Voice/Video]

[selfesteemkind]

[Voice]
[Hey, Demeleier, it's that familiar faltering voice again. Though he seems to be talking to someone.] Okay, Rufio, uhh, here we go. It will be just like we practiced.

[Video]
[And then the feed turns on to show Tavros carefully propping up his communicator before heading back towards...a horse. For some of you, the horse will look familiar; it's the same horse that belonged to Battler. It seems that Tavros is looking after it now.

If you keep watching, you can see that some distance away, a crude mannequin has been set up. It's made of two long sticks tied together in a cross, with a head that looks like it's made of an old sack stuffed with leaves. Tavros borrowed the sack from the inn, shh.

Tavros then picks up his lance before climbing on top of Rufio the horse. He looks...surprisingly confident, actually. Like he knows what he's doing, rather than his usual nervous and unsure manner.]

Okay, Rufio, let's go! Giddy-up!

[And Rufio starts at a full trot towards the mannequin before moving into a gallop. As they pass by the mannequin, Tavros manages to use his lance to sweep its head off.]

Yes! We did it! [Tavros slows Rufio back down to a walk before stopping her and dismounting to retrieve his communicator.]

So, uhh, what did you guys think? We have been practicing a lot lately.

Comments

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[adios-toreadork.livejournal.com]

Really? Uhh, do you really think so...?

[floriography]

I-I do!

[ i hear your falter and raise you a stammer, bro. ]

That was really cool-...

[adios-toreadork.livejournal.com]

[Oh. Oh wow. Tavros has been waiting his entire life for someone to call him cool.]

Cool? Really?

[floriography]

Yeah. I could never do anything like that.

[adios-toreadork.livejournal.com]

Oh, well, it's easier once you get the hang of it. And, uhh, you'll be fine as long as you take good care of your hoofbeast.

[floriography]

Hoof-beast...

[ the gears go cla-klunk in Viktor's mind for a moment. ]

Is that what you call horses...?

[adios-toreadork.livejournal.com]

Um, yeah, I guess so. Humans have different names for things than we do, I think.

[floriography]

Yeah... a lot of Karkat's words confused me too.

[adios-toreadork.livejournal.com]

Oh, well, he is a troll like me, so I guess that makes sense.

[floriography]

I figured- um, with the horns and skin... not that they don't look cool too...

[adios-toreadork.livejournal.com]

And I figured, from your lack of horns and pink skin, that you are a human!

[Don't mind him, he's just trying to sound smart...]

[floriography]

Y-Yup. That's right.

Though I have powers that most humans don't... I-I can make plants, and talk to them.

[adios-toreadork.livejournal.com]

Really? That is pretty neat! Uhh, maybe you could show me, if it isn't any trouble for you.

[floriography]

It's no problem at all unless it's a big tree or something...

[ Viktor holds open his palms, smiling as the bloom of a magnolia tree forms in his hands. it starts from a bud suddenly and the petals unfurl into the large bloom. ]

This is um- a magnolia blossom. It's my favourite flower.

[adios-toreadork.livejournal.com]

Wow, uhh, that is, really pretty....

[* A *]

[floriography]

Do you have flowers like these...?

[adios-toreadork.livejournal.com]

Well, uhh, flowers don't grow, near my hive. I know my friend Kanaya grows plants, though...

[floriography]

[ WE MUST MAKE FRIENDLY WITH HER ]

Ah, r-really? That's too bad-

[adios-toreadork.livejournal.com]

No, it's okay. There aren't really a lot of flowers, where I'm from anyway.

[floriography]

My um- my croft is the one with all the flowers around i-it...if you ever wanted to s- see....maybe...

[adios-toreadork.livejournal.com]

Oh, well, maybe I could, possibly, come and see them sometime, then, if that is okay with you...?

[floriography]

Y-Yeah! Of course-

[adios-toreadork.livejournal.com]

Okay. Uhh, I just wanted to make sure, that's all.

[floriography]

A-Any time.