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Calliope // Caliborn ([info]ophiuchus) wrote in [info]marinanova,
@ 2013-04-17 18:52:00

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Entry tags:aradia megido, calliope-caliborn, euphemia li britannia, hikaru hitachiin, kitty pryde (evolution), korra, mgann morzz, miranda lotto, nikola tesla, piper halliwell, piter de vries, roxy lalonde, wally west

Day 215; ⛎ Voice
Pay attention, numbskulls. Drop what you’re doing. Especially you. Princess. [Caliborn pauses for effect. Even if he sounds like Calliope, his sentences are his trademark staccato and melodrama, with a side of harshness.]

I have won Euphemia’s game. With many questions to spare. Because. I found the object. [This broadcast is suddenly punctuated by the shriek of a harmonica being violently blown into, followed by an equally annoying shriek of laughter.]

She thought she could trick me. On account of my being a superior being who doesn't give a shit about music. Seriously. Who even cares about this blowing device. Not me. [He blows into it again, this time sliding it so that there is some semblance of actual music. Kind of.] What is that? Just noise. But. It is still the perfect accompaniment. To her tears of defeat.

Front and center, wench. Present yourself and admit it. To the entire prison.

That I win. And you. LOSE.

[There’s another harsh harmonica blow.]



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[info]corpsepartying
2013-04-28 12:13 am UTC (link)
I'm quite surprised, seeing as how that sounds exactly like your type.

[ birds of a feather flock together, right? ]

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[info]ophiuchus
2013-04-29 10:18 pm UTC (link)
[Maybe less applicable for birds of prey.]

Don't you dare. Imply I have a "type." By outright stating that I do.

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