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[donotcallmethis]

Who: Helena and everyone who wants to come (Gathering Style)
Where: Helena's room
When: Friday, August 21st, 7:00 p.m.
Rating: G
Summary: Helena hosts a showing of Disney's Robin Hood. (watch here if you'd like!) Treat this post as a gathering and tag in,tag around, have fun!
The Story: .

[Helena is happy to be a host for all to watch this movie of Robin Hood. It's so amusing because he is actually here in Wonderland, and he is not a fox, so she is excited to see what he thinks about this story of his life. She has many things thanks to the closet, bean bag chairs and a nice couch and chairs. Many snacks as well for all the people if they arrive but if not, much food for her to enjoy. Pizza, chips, M&Ms and donuts. Also soda and juice. If people bring their own things, they do not have to share and it can be all for them.

The movie will start promptly at seven, no exceptions, and there is a seat reserved just for Robin Hood himself, right next to her.]

Comments

Brennan | OTA

[outofthebreach]

[ Brennan had shown up at this thing with a hint of confusion that was bordering a little bit on trepidation, because he still didn't know what he was showing up for. But his curiosity had certainly got the best of him, so here he is, finding somewhere comfortable to sit, although he makes a few trips to the snacks as well.

He thought the pizza was incredible and then he discovered the M&M's and this might officially be his favorite new discovery of the week.

Of course, that lasts until the movie starts. And then he just sits and watches in spellbound awe as the pictures move and tell a story about a roguish hero and Maker's breath, but he wishes Varric were here to see this.

Feel free to happen by and stop for a chat at any point, whether it's sharing a bit, exchanging a few words, or laughing at the gaping soldier left completely speechless by the wonders of modern technology. ]

[magisterium]

[Dorian takes a seat beside him early on during the film, armed with both M&Ms and soda-- the latter of which he's still trying to puzzle out whether or not he likes, but the moving pictures and the story it tells are enough to keep him from thinking about it too terribly hard. It's new and it's different, much like everything else here, and that's more than enough for him at the moment.

He offers the candy as he makes himself comfortable, more than willing to share.]

Can you believe these? What are they called?

[Because Thedas could use them.]

[outofthebreach]

I have no idea, but thank goodness Josie's not here to hoard them all.

[ Brennan chuckles as he reaches out and steals a handful, because he may have already gone up for seconds of his own. And is contemplating thirds. Some universe out there is genius.

He eyes the glass of dark liquid Dorian holds with a curious look as it fizzes and bubbles. Some strange sort of champagne maybe? ] What the blazes is that?

[magisterium]

[Despite his willingness to share, Dorian maintains that if Brennan eats more than him, he's the one who will be running for refills. Only fair, he feels.]

Why concern ourselves with Josephine when it looks as though you'll do a fine job of hoarding them all on your own?

[He smirks, then holds up the glass in his right hand as if to examine it more closely, giving them both a clear shot at it.]

Soda, I heard someone say? I can't quite decide if it's brilliant or vile just yet.

[outofthebreach]

[ Spoiled Tevinters. Not that Brennan wouldn't have gone for refills anyway. He'd just have to poke at Dorian for it now. ]

Can you hoard something when there's an endless supply a mere few steps away in a closet? [ He ponders the concept aloud, partially to tease and partially just because he enjoyed the expressions that inevitably chased their way across his lover's face at the mention of the magical closets.

He leans in when Dorian holds up the glass however, eyeing it with a speculative glance. ] What is it? Is it a juice? A wine?

[magisterium]

I'm almost certain it's still hoarding even if there's more to be had.

[Maybe not-- he realizes the definition gets a bit fuzzy when things are quite literally limitless. That's still something he'll have to get used to, even having grown up in the lap of luxury, never having truly wanted for anything until he'd left home. His few short years away from Tevinter had been enough to teach him a great deal about life beyond his family's realm of influence.

He doesn't disappoint, however. He grimaces, nose wrinkling slightly at the mention of the closets. Insulting, really.]

Neither. It's like no fruit I've ever tasted-- and considering how well I know wines, it's certainly not that. Try some?

[He offers the glass, briefly. Maybe Brennan can help him figure it out.]

[outofthebreach]

[ Not likely, but Brennan takes the glass anyway, eager to try this strange concoction. A sip of the bubbly liquid has his face screwing up in surprise and curiosity as he tries it out, then takes another swallow. ]

What a strange thing. It's not bad, but it is is very sweet. Apparently other realms have quite the sweet tooth. Sera would love this, I suspect.

[magisterium]

She likes just about anything she suspects might be bad for her.

[Said with both amusement and a certain degree of fondness-- Dorian certainly can't blame her, there. His own sweet tooth is not quite so well-tended as hers, but he has his moments.]

Bizarre, isn't it? Naturally, the only option is to study it-- by drinking our fill, of course.

[Alas, if only he knew you could mix it with alcohol.]

[outofthebreach]

Let's just hope it doesn't leave you as hungover as your experiments with whatever that brew is Bull's so fond of. [ Brennan chuckles as he hands the drink back to the mage, shaking his head in amusement. ]

[magisterium]

Look, that stuff is made to knock a Qunari off his feet-- this? You see normal-sized people drinking this.

[He's almost positive-- but he gestures to the room at large just to prove his point.]

Besides, even if it does, I've no doubt you'll dotingly nurse me back to health.

[outofthebreach]

Have you talked to some of these people? [ Brennan lowers his voice just to make sure no one overhears and takes offense as he shoots his lover a bemused glance. ] I don't think their size has anything to do with normalcy. You haven't seen some of them training to fight.

Only if you don't get sick on me. After that, all bets are off. Too messy. [ He's lying. He would indeed dotingly nurse him through just about anything. ]

[magisterium]

Have you been watching them spar? That's usually Cullen's job. I find it hard to believe you were able to keep from volunteering yourself to go a few rounds.

[He smirks, taking another experimental sip of his drink, considering it as it rolls over his tongue.]

I'll do my best to be careful about my aim, amatus.

[outofthebreach]

Just measuring up what this place has to offer. [ he answers mildly, but if he was being honest, he'd very nearly wandered in to join them. Their fighting styles were like nothing he'd ever seen before, and that was impressive in itself. He was itching to learn more. ] Perhaps I will, one day soon. Although I'm not sure how evenly matched we will be. They are... [ He pauses, searching for the right word. ] Impressive.

[ He makes a face at that, but it melts into a fond smile as he glances over at the mage's use of that name. ] Cheater.

[magisterium]

You are impressive, if you'll recall. I remember hearing something about you being some potentially blasphemous Herald of somesuch. And what was that little band of followers you'd drawn called? The Inquisition?

[He grins as he teases, pleased with himself and popping another M&M into his mouth.

If they get to go home anytime soon, they are bringing these with them.]

I never claimed to play fair, Brennan.

[alionsheart]

[ Pizza is one of Robin's favorite foods, he can't get enough of it. And he perhaps overindulges a bit here, but surely that's all right. He's bloody well earned it, he thinks. After the week he's had. Figuring it might not hurt to meet some new people and take his mind off things, Robin approaches with a soft smile. ]

So, what do you make of all this - the film and this...Robin Hood fellow? [ Never mind that he's Robin Hood, he wants to know if anyone has serious opinions about this...odd fox creature with his name. ]

[outofthebreach]

It's incredible.

[ Brennan's not ashamed to gush a bit, because he's never seen anything like this and he's still trying to wrap his brain around the sort of magic one would use to make pictures move in such a way. ]

We have stories where I come from, of course, and plays. But this... Nothing like this. I've a friend that would be beside himself if he could see this. He'd love it. And the character, too.

[ Varric always loved a good story and a compelling hero. And Brennan might be a little biased, but he's certainly gained himself a soft spot for mischievous archer rogues with a fondness for trouble and a deep sense of right and wrong. ]

[alionsheart]

[ Robin hasn't really figured out the mechanics behind cartoons himself, so it's a marvel to him as well. ]

I was quite astonished the first time I saw a film at all, we never had more than plays and stories in my world as well. It took me a bit to learn to use the device when I arrived here.

[ Ah now, this is the fun part. ]

As for Robin Hood - strange as it may sound, I am Robin Hood. This cartoon fox is just a...lesser incarnation.

[outofthebreach]

The same can be said of the realm I come from.

[ Brennan looks relieved to not be the only one to find these 'movies' new and strange and exciting.

Although his eyebrows wing upwards in surprise as the man introduces himself and Brennan glances from the man to the screen and back again. ]

You're the fox?

[alionsheart]

Indeed, I am. He bears very little resemblance to me, though, I'd say.

[ He's not a vain man, but this cartoon fox is rather absurd, honestly. ]

I wonder how such an idea was conceived, why someone would take stories from life and make...this. I...suppose it's somewhat entertaining, if not a little unnerving.

[ Enough about him, though. ] What sort of world do you hail from?

[outofthebreach]

Indeed, your whiskers are not the right shade of color at all. [ Brennan might be laughing just a little as he pretends to stare at both the fox and the man as if trying to find the similarities, or differences. ]

It's not so far fetched. I've a friend who is a storyteller. He doesn't delve into foxes much, but I imagine they used the creatures to make a point without saying so bluntly. Clever and sneaky, a fox. I believe it's called an allegory.

[ Brennan grins and gives a short laugh at that question. ] A messy one. And one that has nothing like this. [ He waves a hand at the movie again. ] Most here some comfortable and accommodated to such magics. My world would seem very strange to them, I suspect.

[alionsheart]

It's a sort of storytelling, true. The similarities to my own life are probably what I find a bit odd, but people here seem to enjoy it, at least.

[ He knows that feeling and smiles softly. ] That sounds like my world. Though I didn't think it was possible, I've learned to adjust here after a year.

Have you been in Wonderland long?

[outofthebreach]

[ Brennan shakes his head in response. ]

No, barely a month, actually. Everything is still fairly overwhelming. You've been here an entire year?

[alionsheart]

Unfortunately, yes. There was a time I wouldn't have lamented being here quite so much as - believe it or not - Wonderland isn't always nearly as troublesome as the world I'm from. But frankly, I've wearied of it.

[ Not that he's alone in that regard, and he's not about to dump all his problems on a stranger. ]

I'm quite sure many people here would agree, though, especially with the rather bizarre events that occur regularly.

[outofthebreach]

I take it it's been a rough year for you.

[ Brennan casts him a sympathetic glance, because he knows all too well how that can happen. ]

Everything is rather... strange. [ There, that's tactful, right? ]

[alionsheart]

[ Strange is an appropriate word. He might use something stronger if he had a bit of ale in him. ]

It has been. I do try to focus on the good around me but every so often I'm not as successful as I'd like to be.

But tonight is a good night. With good company.