[If there was ever a time for celebration it was in the aftermath of successful mission. And heck, The Chosen truly were in a need of morale boost and to come back together as a community so that they could leave behind the discord and chaos caused by disagreements over the entity known as AI. And yeah, this type of get-together might not really be something he'd normally partake in, but he supposes that it suited the majority of his fellow Chosen. So. When in Rome and all that.
And hey, luckily he had already been enlightened about the concept of potluck before this party! Look at him, not being completely a fish out of water here.
So, when Richard arrives, wearing his usual leather gear with sword and knife and all, to the hot springs he's carrying a package wrapped tightly in a brown paper. He marches to the cooking area and places the wrappings on the table.]
Here you go. A gift from me. [He says dryly. And when the package is opened there's.. several thick slices of raw and bloodied meat - fresh from the forest. Look, At least he tried??]
2 - Hot Springs.. kinda?
[Against a rather popular misconception: the people from medieval times actually did bathe quite frequently! Communal baths like these were rather popular among the common folk, too.. Er, aside from this whole co-ed thing, of course. Unless it was for more illicit affairs, which Richard wasn't fully convinced that wasn't going to happen here despite the rule.
However, despite the bathing being partly a social event, where affairs, alliances and other business were often talked about and decides, Richard had never shared a bath with anyone and he doesn't plan on starting now. Meaning that he is just kind of standing there in the background, fully clothed from head to toe -- though at least he had enough sense to ditch the overcoat along with the top layer of his clothing, leaving him with a basic linen. So he's not all that inappropriate, right? (just never mind his shoes). Look, a goth gotta goth, ok?
And surprisingly enough? Richard doesn't seem to be all that bothered by the various stages of nudity happening in front of him as he watches the various antics occur in front of him. In a way it is almost a nostalgic sight, nudging an old memory from his brother's last years of reign where he had exchanged the kingdom for pleasures. It is also that exact memory of his that warns him from indulging any food or drink at the present. He won't be caught off guard ever again.
..So yeah. He is kinda just standing 🧍there for a while?? With his lips pressed together to form a thin line, brows knitted in a light frown and arms crossed over his chest.
Though, there is yet again a familiar voice in his mind laughing in a mocking sneers: "Really, Richard? Why did you even come to here? Here I thought you were past the wall-flower phase already." The expression on Richard's face sharpens for a bit, but it seems like that was enough to push him to move from his spot. Though instead of heading to the pool-side, he walks up to the area with the games, eyeing the set up with a mild curiosity.]
Do you play chess?
EXTRA:
[Fun fact! Pigs are excellent swimmers and enjoy playing in water. And if Richard's not going to utilize the hot springs to the fullest Whitey is just going to have to do it in his stead! Which means that Whitey the Albino boar is taking a good soak in the pool. And when he isn't chilling in the pool with everyone else, he can be seen resting near the rocks, making friends with the local cats or circling around the grill. Like.. c'mon. Please say there's not pork on the menu?]
3 - Wet :(
[It appears that not even Richard could avoid getting wet at the hot springs. Though, not by his own choice as someone (hi Jinx) had decided to push him into one of the pools. With clothes on and all. And needless to say that he isn't exactly happy about that.
With the soaked clothes coiling tightly around his slim figure, water dripping from his short black hair Richard swiftly strides away from the poolside, towards the changing rooms. There is a trace of wet footprints left behind his wake. And yeah, he definitely is on a mood from hell, his face reflecting harsh and cruel expression.
He's locked on his goal to get away, not paying attention to anyone on his way. And if someone were to accidentally end up on his path, Richard would most likely blindly just bump on them. The impact, no matter how small or big, is enough to make him jolt and try shove the other person further away from himself.]
Richard | OTA
[If there was ever a time for celebration it was in the aftermath of successful mission. And heck, The Chosen truly were in a need of morale boost and to come back together as a community so that they could leave behind the discord and chaos caused by disagreements over the entity known as AI. And yeah, this type of get-together might not really be something he'd normally partake in, but he supposes that it suited the majority of his fellow Chosen. So. When in Rome and all that.
And hey, luckily he had already been enlightened about the concept of potluck before this party! Look at him, not being completely a fish out of water here.
So, when Richard arrives, wearing his usual leather gear with sword and knife and all, to the hot springs he's carrying a package wrapped tightly in a brown paper. He marches to the cooking area and places the wrappings on the table.]
Here you go. A gift from me. [He says dryly. And when the package is opened there's.. several thick slices of raw and bloodied meat - fresh from the forest. Look, At least he tried??]
2 - Hot Springs.. kinda?
[Against a rather popular misconception: the people from medieval times actually did bathe quite frequently! Communal baths like these were rather popular among the common folk, too.. Er, aside from this whole co-ed thing, of course. Unless it was for more illicit affairs, which Richard wasn't fully convinced that wasn't going to happen here despite the rule.
However, despite the bathing being partly a social event, where affairs, alliances and other business were often talked about and decides, Richard had never shared a bath with anyone and he doesn't plan on starting now. Meaning that he is just kind of standing there in the background, fully clothed from head to toe -- though at least he had enough sense to ditch the overcoat along with the top layer of his clothing, leaving him with a basic linen. So he's not all that inappropriate, right? (just never mind his shoes). Look, a goth gotta goth, ok?
And surprisingly enough? Richard doesn't seem to be all that bothered by the various stages of nudity happening in front of him as he watches the various antics occur in front of him. In a way it is almost a nostalgic sight, nudging an old memory from his brother's last years of reign where he had exchanged the kingdom for pleasures. It is also that exact memory of his that warns him from indulging any food or drink at the present. He won't be caught off guard ever again.
..So yeah. He is kinda just standing 🧍there for a while?? With his lips pressed together to form a thin line, brows knitted in a light frown and arms crossed over his chest.
Though, there is yet again a familiar voice in his mind laughing in a mocking sneers: "Really, Richard? Why did you even come to here? Here I thought you were past the wall-flower phase already." The expression on Richard's face sharpens for a bit, but it seems like that was enough to push him to move from his spot. Though instead of heading to the pool-side, he walks up to the area with the games, eyeing the set up with a mild curiosity.]
Do you play chess?
EXTRA:
[Fun fact! Pigs are excellent swimmers and enjoy playing in water. And if Richard's not going to utilize the hot springs to the fullest Whitey is just going to have to do it in his stead! Which means that Whitey the Albino boar is taking a good soak in the pool. And when he isn't chilling in the pool with everyone else, he can be seen resting near the rocks, making friends with the local cats or circling around the grill. Like.. c'mon. Please say there's not pork on the menu?]
3 - Wet :(
[It appears that not even Richard could avoid getting wet at the hot springs. Though, not by his own choice as someone (hi Jinx) had decided to push him into one of the pools. With clothes on and all. And needless to say that he isn't exactly happy about that.
With the soaked clothes coiling tightly around his slim figure, water dripping from his short black hair Richard swiftly strides away from the poolside, towards the changing rooms. There is a trace of wet footprints left behind his wake. And yeah, he definitely is on a mood from hell, his face reflecting harsh and cruel expression.
He's locked on his goal to get away, not paying attention to anyone on his way. And if someone were to accidentally end up on his path, Richard would most likely blindly just bump on them. The impact, no matter how small or big, is enough to make him jolt and try shove the other person further away from himself.]
Don't touch me!
4 - WILDCARD
[hmu your own starter uwu]