paradisa | Case: 14 Action/Dictated

[Through out the day people may see a sloth bear lurking about the castle, casually going about it's way and occasionally getting into trouble. Either by sticking it's nose into things it probably shouldn't or just being a bear in a castle.

Eventually however, it can be seen running and then climbing up a tree, a shoe in it's mouth (that it may or may not have stolen from a certain vampire genius), that it promptly puts in the tree. But instead of a bear coming out of the tree, James does, and by coming out, he practically fell out of it to the ground.

And of course there's a journal nearby to hear his grumbling as he sits up under the tree, brushing himself off.]

While I am thankful for the experience, I'm not for the experience of reliving a part of my misadventures in my youth. [Namely falling out of a tree.] And you couldn't have bothered to leave me fully dressed, could you? It's freezing out here. [And by fully dressed he means he's missing his jacket and a couple other appreciated but unneeded articles of clothing.]

((OOC: Open over the journal, as a bear or after falling out of the tree. Open also for any kissmass shenanigans.))]

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I would imagine so. But...ah, the shoe? [There is a random shoe up there. And it's not James', as he has both of his shoes.]

[Oh the shoe. Oh well, too much to hope for that it'd be ignored.] If you hear a gentleman ranting about a bear stealing his shoe, and threatening said bear with unfortunate things involving electricity, tell him it ran off into the woods.

[In other words he stole it and has no intentions on telling it's owner he did so.]

[Giotto raises an eyebrow and looks inbetween James and the shoe. Then he looks at him with a calm face...with a hint of a smirk.] ...I'm sure he has plenty other shoes.

[As in, you're secret is safe with him.]

[And James looks perfectly innocent at the inspection. Really, this is tame compared to other things he could be doing. But at that smirk he offers the other his hand, a smirk of his own in place.]

James Watson, sir, and it's a pleasure to met you.

[Giotto shakes his hand, his smirk turning into a more genuine smile.]

A pleasure to meet you also, Mr. Watson. I am Giotto.

[As does his, and he folds his hands in front of him after a moment, looking Giotto over some as he does.]

Call me James, please. Any gentleman who offers me his jacket doesn't need to stand on formalities. Especially not this time of year.

James, then. And really, who wouldn't? Unless they didn't have a shred of common decency if they left you to the cold after you fell out of a tree.

[He notices the once over, James. He may be giving you one too.]

[That's alright, really he'd be rather disappointed what with all the people around here.]

You'd be surprised, especially at the manner of dress some of them wear. I wouldn't be surprised if one of them claimed us overdressed for the weather. [When they're respectably dressed thank you very much.]

[Giotto looks over at him at him, a slight expression of disbelief.] How could they think us overdressed? I think I dressed rather sensibly for how cold it was. [And you know, he dresses like this normally, anyway.]

[Which gets the biggest shrug out of James. He doesn't get it either bro, he dresses the same everyday.] Young people, things have changed since I was born and clothing hasn't changed for the better.

Things haven't changed entirely too much at home, but here... [He has seen what people are wearing around the castle. He has no idea how some of these things, in any way, seemed like a good idea to wear. Or invent.] It's like they decided they didn't need things like sleeves anymore.

Here is much like what I left my world lie. [James lived through some of most of the Earth trends man, and he still doesn't get how they came about.] Or want to show off their body more then needed. Pants far too tight with too short tops. [That may or may not be a mock shudder as he says that.]

You have the advantage on me, it seems. And more years than I do. It is still [insert date in the mid-1800's here] when I was brought to this place. These things are a new... [A pause when he thinks of a suitable word.] novelty for me.

[Oh this is, well it explains a lot. So he just nods, culture shock is a big thing really.] I tend to have more years on most, my world was in the year 2009 when I left it, though I was born in the age of Victoria. The novelty in time wears off, though it does take time.

You aged rather well, for having seen 2009 and being born around the same time as I. [And this is his only comment on that. This should tell you something about his life, James.]

I'm sure it will. Until then, I shall continue to boggle at how wearing these things ever seemed like a good idea.

[It says a lot, and really he has to grin at it. Well then, this would be interesting.] Not without some help, though the castle has seen fit to take it from me.

[Grumble, grumble stupid loss.]

Then you will do so for quite some time, it's something even I haven't figured out. Though perhaps if you talked with my vampiric friend, the one whose shoe is up there [Handwave at the tree.] he may tell you. He stays more informed on such things.

[Giotto returns that grin. Yes, this would be interesting.] Then it is a good thing that time is frozen for us here, or you would be in some trouble.

...Perhaps I will. Though maybe I shall wait until he has gotten over losing a shoe. [A beat.] Vampires actually exist?

[Oh he likes you, Giotto. He really does.] Indeed, though I will say I've aged for being a 161. Time being frozen here or not.

[Oh yes well, he should explain that. Or at least forewarn the man.] He'll come and drink my wine in retaliation, don't worry. [He's used to this.] And yes, in many worlds. Nikola is the last one in mine, and he will gladly inform you of the benefits and history of his ancestors.

[The sarcasm is rather heavy in his words. He's heard that way to much to be impressed by it.]

For 161, you have still aged quite well. I doubt I will hardly look that good when I am 161.

And I would think that drinking your wine is arguably worse than stealing and treeing his shoe. [Disproportionate retribution, much? And he gets that sarcasm, James. He's been around one too many people who like to talk about how amazing they are.] One of those types, yes? I shall have to remember never to ask him about it, since he loves to talk about it so much.

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