[His Royal Hotness] ~RPmode: sporadic~

“How stupid can humans get? You are amusing. However, if you dare to censor my perfect elf representing nipples, my personal sanctions will apply.”

"My hands are somewhat full but do help yourself and have a seat", he nodded at the office table where somehow indeed there was sitting an untouched bag of popcorn.

"Don't touch my popcorn", the man managed to hiss despite being near choking. Nuada pinned him to the wall with his hand while lazily holding his spear in another.

He sneered. 

Popcorn? Really? 

He was planning on simply cutting that filthy human's throat who called himself CEO but toying with him seemed to be more fun until now.

The stranger before him held his interest. 

"Look what I have to deal with", he grumbled. "Another idiot."

Then he turned back to the pathetic creature struggling for breath in his vicelike grip.

"Either you purge those offending items yourself, or I'll purge the rest of you!", the Prince snarled at the human and let go. "Get. Out."

The only way out was the window, and it was satisfying to watch how the "CEO" managed to slowly crawl outside.

"Finally here's the last stage of the show", he addressed the stranger again.

“Well, I was coming to ask if you wanted to join me and Wink for a drink. There’s this awesome bar down on Green Street and I don’t think they’ll ask questions about you two. And they have really great nachos there. Now, though…” She shrugged, losing the battle against her smile. “Now I’m just kind of worried. You know those cell phones will rot your brain, right?” It wasn’t that Tracey disliked computer-like things. It was more that they were almost alien to her. She had grown up in a home where the most technology was the VCR… and she’d been the only one who could make it do anything. When she went out into the world, though, it had been like stepping into Star Trek or something. Honestly, it was embarrassing sometimes how much the great science prodigy of her university was incapable of doing once circuit boards were brought into play.

Nuada:

“That’s why I forbade those in the first place”, The Prince grumbled and shot a swift scathing glance at the offending device.

“After we get back from that bar, I will set this sorry lot on fire. It won’t matter then if I temporarily smell funny,” he chuckled a little. 

I should’ve burnt this all 2 weeks ago and I know it. This Tumblr is a new Plague. Maybe it’s good that there will be no nipples.

“Enough of this nonsense for now”, he addressed nobody in particular and got off the crude windowsill.

She almost regretted suggesting it. The thought of Nuada in street clothes was kind of funny, she almost wanted to see it. 

In 10 minutes he appeared, all refreshed, dressed and... glamoured.

"What do you think?"

imagine Luke Goss

He looked... human, still with light skin but no elongated ears or scars and finally perfectly healthy-looking lips hehehe. He kept the colour of his eyes closer to hazel and hair untamed but of a slightly darker shade than platinum.

"Those contraptions you call "jeans" aren't too terrible", the Prince confessed. He wasn holding two shirts.

“Well, I was coming to ask if you wanted to join me and Wink for a drink. There’s this awesome bar down on Green Street and I don’t think they’ll ask questions about you two. And they have really great nachos there. Now, though…” She shrugged, losing the battle against her smile. “Now I’m just kind of worried. You know those cell phones will rot your brain, right?” It wasn’t that Tracey disliked computer-like things. It was more that they were almost alien to her. She had grown up in a home where the most technology was the VCR… and she’d been the only one who could make it do anything. When she went out into the world, though, it had been like stepping into Star Trek or something. Honestly, it was embarrassing sometimes how much the great science prodigy of her university was incapable of doing once circuit boards were brought into play.

Nuada:

"That's why I forbade those in the first place", The Prince grumbled and shot a swift scathing glance at the offending device.

"After we get back from that bar, I will set this sorry lot on fire. It won't matter then if I temporarily smell funny," he chuckled a little. 

I should've burnt this all 2 weeks ago and I know it. This Tumblr is a new Plague. Maybe it's good that there will be no nipples.

"Enough of this nonsense for now", he addressed nobody in particular and got off the crude windowsill.