006 A Naomh-Mhuire, a Mháthair Dé

[shepherdsveritas]

[Aradia]

How's th'outpost comin' along? Need any help?

[/Aradia]

Y'know what I haven't done in a few years? [Because, you know, living in Ireland for 8 years...] Watched a fuckin' movie all th'way through. Now, I know loads've 'em have come out an I think now's a good a day's any t'try t'see a few've 'em. What d'ya think?

I'm in th'game room right now if anyone'd like t'join me. [There's a pause] What? No. They fuckin' remade Absolute Mettle? Right, now I know I've got to see this one.

((ooc: Connor's having a movie marathon in the game room, starting with True Grit. Come join! Expect swearing... and possible booze depending on how many movies they watch.))

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[persequor]

[ Arya doesn't come in for the movie marathon. She doesn't even know what a movie is, although she's at least acquainted with the television. Rather she has been wandering the castle for the sake of something to do—and something to distract her. She cants her head when she hears Connor and takes a step inside. ]

What's all this?

[compromisedarrow]

[Movie night? Clint's totally in on that.

He's totally going to be poking his head into the games room.]

Someone say movies?

dictated

[optimystic]

How have you lived without watching movies!? That's tragic!

[shepherdsveritas]

[Connor tilts his head back to look at the door, grinning at the newcomer.]

Aye, I did. Care t'join me? There's plenty of room.

[compromisedarrow]

Sure, if I'm not intruding.

[Clint walks in, dressed in jeans, t-shirt and a leather jacket. The castle seems to have picked up on on his fashion style quite well.]

What's the first one?

[shepherdsveritas]

[he smiles at her.]

Movies. Heard've 'em? [There's no mockery in his voice, he's legitimately curious.]

[persequor]

[ She shakes her head. ]

No.

dictated

[shepherdsveritas]

Well when y'live on a sheep farm fer eight years it makes it a bit hard t'keep up.

[shepherdsveritas]

[He waves a hand] wouldn't've extended th'invitation if it was an intrusion, now, would I?

Absolute Mettle. S'a remake've a John Wayne movie.

[shepherdsveritas]

[He pats the couch next to him] come'n sit down, I'll tell y'all 'bout 'em.

They're like... Movin' pictures. Or plays that y'can watch whenever y'want.

[compromisedarrow]

Absolute Mettle? Yeah, I've seen it, I think.

[He moves in to take a seat.]

Name's Clint. At least someone's normal around here.

[persequor]

Like the television?

[ She sits down near the corner, keeping a healthy distance between them. The events of recent days have made her suspicious of everything and everyone. ]

dictated

[optimystic]

But still! Sheep farms have TVs, right?

Action

[youhavebeenflynned]

[After he heard the announcement he decided to come around. He enjoyed spending time with Connor. After a few minutes he steps into the Game room and walks over to the couch.]

Hey mate! May I join?

[shepherdsveritas]

[He grins] Oi, Harry! 'v course! Pull up a seat.

Dictated forever

[shepherdsveritas]

Bit hard t'get cable when y'don't even have electricity, now, innit? [He chuckles]

[shepherdsveritas]

[He nods, smiling]

Exactly like. Movies are jus' bigger versions. They project 'em on big screens an they've got more money so they can do bigger things than they do on television.

[shepherdsveritas]

[He eyes the man as he holds out his hand. You know... once he sees him close up he looks very much like a man his father had described]

Connor MacManus. 'sa pleasure. [He pauses] When'dja get 'ere?

[compromisedarrow]

Just yesterday. Kinda a culture shock, isn't it?

[youhavebeenflynned]

[Harry gives Connor a smile before he sits down in an armchair. He then glances over at the TV.] What're we watching, mate?

[persequor]

[ She understood maybe a quarter of that. ]

Oh. Will you watch one now?

[optimystic]

Oh... that's a good point.

But still really tragic!

[both_neither]

[You know what? It's been over week and even though he's not fond of the castle, he's not going to let it get in the way of him having a life here. Besides, Vicious isn't exactly the popcorn and movies type.

He'll find his way to the game room and poke his head in]

Room for one more?

[Someone might note the bruising on his face that makes it look very much like he was punched in the nose recently. ]

[shepherdsveritas]

I was plannin' to, aye. [He hits the button the remote and the credits start rolling on the screen]

's a western. Called Absolute Mettle.

[shepherdsveritas]

Aye, 'tis. [He frowns slightly]

Might sound like an odd question, but if y'don't mind me askin'... ye don't happen t'be fond've usin' a bow'n arrow, now, are ya?