☠Twenty-Sixth Reel: New stripes [Closed]

[redcinemareel]

Who: The Bloody Roses, and the bodyswap victims
Where: The Gilded Rose on the their way south
When: Aug 21st to Aug 26th
What: Shenanigans, surely!
Warnings: Probably foul language
Style: always
Status: closed to the crew!

If body swapping, please say who you are. If you could use different icons, that would be great, but if not, at least a link to the person's image. We may not know who is who in this game!

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[english_dignity]

[Arthur's bed felt quite different when he woke up in the morning, making a face as he rolled over and opened his eyes. Eyes that quickly went wide as he let out a yelp and promptly fell out of the bed.]

Gah!

[redcinemareel]

[BLINKS]

Are you alright?

[That's a new reaction.]

[english_dignity]

C-captain? Why are you in my-

[He froze, looking at the room past her.]

Why am I in your room?!

[That accent? Distinctly English.]

[redcinemareel]

[At first, Grell isn't sure what to make of it, but something clicks in her head, and she takes on a sly smile. Sliding to the floor as well, Grell crawls over to him, which isn't very far, and just...invades his personal space.]

Why Dave, I wasn't aware you were into roleplaying~! What a lovely accent you have. You must have been practicing!

[She leans in close to his ear to whisper.]

Do continue~.

[english_dignity]

[Arthur sputtered, his face turning a bright red as he scrambled back.]

Dave? I don't look anything like him!

[Planning to feel that for himself, he brought a hand to his face only to freeze. That was not his face!]

What the bloody hell is going on?!

[redcinemareel]

[Grell is loving this far too much! She grins, even if he scoots back.]

Oh, of course you don't! But if you're not sure of whom you look like, then you can always make up someone.

[All she can think is that this must be his first time. Poor thing.]

[english_dignity]

[The nation let out a strangled squeak as he stared at her with wide eyes. Don't mind him if he can't speak for a moment, too traumatized.]

[redcinemareel]

[Grell sat with her legs folded under her, waiting for him to come up with a neat occupation and name. Maybe he was a palace guard who had to protect the "crown jewels" and she could be a cat burglar!]

[english_dignity]

It's me, Arthur! England!

[He reached up to grab the blanket to cover himself as he noticed his utter lack of sleepwear, blush staying firmly in place across his cheeks.]

[redcinemareel]

[Eyebrow. Raise. ...huh.]

That's...quite the imagination you have there. [She does watch him cover himself.] Have you been swapping notes? You have his shyness well versed.

[She gives the blanket a firm tug, just to tease him.]

[english_dignity]

[Giving a yelp, Arthur grabbed back the blanket.]

I'm not shy! I'm just trying to be a gentleman in front of a lady!

[redcinemareel]

I see~! So, do I get to play Her Royal Majesty, then?

[english_dignity]

...Her Royal Majesty Queen Elizabeth II is almost ninety years old and a great grandmother.

[Not even sure how to respond to that suggestion, except to take the chance to wrap the blanket around him more while he looks around for Dave's clothes.]

[redcinemareel]

...I don't see your point.

[Grell picks up a shirt, obviously Dave's, and tosses it elsewhere.]

Why did you fancy taking on the role of my handsome country, hmm~? Wanting to go back to your roots?

[english_dignity]

[Apparently, his face could go redder. Arthur tried to edge around Grell towards a pair of pants.]

Captain, I really am Arthur. I'm not sure what's going on, but this isn't roleplay!

[redcinemareel]

[Oh, is he going for pants? Grell spots the garment and makes a roll for it, putting herself between him and them.]

Have you ever thought about being in your own films, Dave--I mean, Arthur? You're quite good~!

[english_dignity]

[Oh lords, did she have to do that? He gripped the blanket tighter. How to convince her...]

When we met, we touched hands so I could prove who I was and I saw that you were a reaper then!

1/??

[redcinemareel]

[That...brings Grell to a halt. She looks at him with wide, green eyes. She hasn't even told Dave that she's a reaper, and only Arthur would know how he found out...]

[redcinemareel]

[So she's been hitting on her homeland all this time?! How embarrassing!]

[redcinemareel]

[Grell grabs the pants and hurls them at his face!]

done!

[redcinemareel]

No no no...nononono! This is NOT happening!

[She stands up to pace the floor. What...why is this...

but Dave having that accent was hot...but uuuugh!]

Pfffft

[english_dignity]

[Grabbing the pants, he turned his back and tried to pull them on without dropping the blanket.]

I'm sorry Captain, I tried to tell you.

she's so embarrassed...orz

[redcinemareel]

[She faces him, although his back is turned to her, with her hands on her hips.]

Oh, yes, and we clearly see how THAT turned out!

[english_dignity]

With all due respect, that can hardly be blamed on me. I didn't exactly beat around the bush on the issue.

[Pants on, he kept the blanket around his shoulders as he turned around to face her.]

[redcinemareel]

I thought you were Dave! I wouldn't put it past him to do something as...that!

[Don't blame this on her! Grell crosses her arms with a huff.]