❰ lalli doesn't have the energy to argue about emil staying put, so luckily klaus interrupts it (with a wave, which earns a vague flutter of lalli's fingers in return). and then he's complaining, which lalli has even less energy for - so he mostly just lets it play out to the end to see if it actually needs a response from him.
it seems like 'no'. ❱
Ugly, ❰ he says, because make no mistake, it isn't an attractive couch. it's clearly meant to be opulent, but that just makes it worse. ❱ Blue with flowers. Soft, though.
Edited (added a word to match the pic i found) 2019-07-29 08:13 (UTC)
( Listen, Emil's gossip game is a little sloppy. He was aware Klaus was around, but didn't think through talking about him like that. At least he didn't say anything too bad? And Lalli will just say whatever he wants regardless of someone being around or not, no harm, no foul.
His video feed will right itself in a moment as he adjusts Klaus' coat to a more feasible position. It's a welcome gesture, but Emil still frowns across at him while Lalli describes the couch.
Oh, that's not a bad setup. )
Do you think we could get it tomorrow? There's only the one mattress. ( He's gonna fuck Ivar up himself if he has to spend more than one day relaxing on the floor instead of a couch or bed. They don't even have a chair. ) I'd like to collect and clean it so it can be dry by nightfall.
That and a few other things. ( He's got a pretty long list, but his main priorities: couch and food. )
[that's fine, klaus is absolutely alright with continuing along like they aren't worrying about someone knifing them to death in their sleep. whatever emil and lalli have to say about him when he's not around, he's sure it isn't any different from what they'd say to his face anyway.]
Sounds like my kinda couch. [he bobs appreciatively, imagining the ritzy floral print, considering the windows around them and what curtains would match blue. depends on the shade, frankly, so he'd have to see that first.
either way, they need a damn couch up in here.]
I'm down with doing a couch and house run. Gonna need to have some necessities around this place, after all. [he'd suggest sharing the bed between everyone but lord knows what sort of rise that would get out of emil. so, klaus thoughtfully chews his lower lip, tips his head with consideration toward the video feed, glancing between them both.]
Whatever you two wanna do, it's your guys' place. I'm a fortunate fool that's befriended a couple of soft idiots. [and he sounds oh-so-fond about it, too.] I've got a knife hidden in my bunk I could use to protect us if Ivar's hanging around tomorrow.
❰ lalli's not entirely sure if emil's asking him or klaus if they can get the couch, but he offers an affirmative sort of hum regardless. it's better that it happens when lalli's there. that way he can fix the runes after they've hauled the couch through. honestly, he should probably dismantle the one in front of the door so they don't trip over the blades on the way through. he makes a note to do that when that time rolls around.
with incrementally more energy in his system, he might've found humor in klaus's 'sounds like my kind of couch' - might've even echoed 'ugly?' as a dry teasing jab - but it would take more sleep than he has time available to him to truly rest away all the sluggishness, and why bother? he's just going to repeat the process tomorrow.
that thought makes him inexplicably restless, like he should be doing something with his conscious hours instead of sitting here looking at klaus and emil. a very brief assessment of his next step means that he's not at all listening to the last portion of klaus's words (which is fortunate, because it sounds like klaus is planning to do something stupid), instead sitting up the rest of the way to finally shrug out of the blanket. ❱
We'll get it tomorrow, ❰ he says, about the couch, followed (probably not unexpectedly) by, ❱ I'm turning this off. ❰ and after a couple of moments of fiddling with the interface, that's exactly what he does. sorry guys... stuff to do, gods to see. ❱
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it seems like 'no'. ❱
Ugly, ❰ he says, because make no mistake, it isn't an attractive couch. it's clearly meant to be opulent, but that just makes it worse. ❱ Blue with flowers. Soft, though.
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His video feed will right itself in a moment as he adjusts Klaus' coat to a more feasible position. It's a welcome gesture, but Emil still frowns across at him while Lalli describes the couch.
Oh, that's not a bad setup. )
Do you think we could get it tomorrow? There's only the one mattress. ( He's gonna fuck Ivar up himself if he has to spend more than one day relaxing on the floor instead of a couch or bed. They don't even have a chair. ) I'd like to collect and clean it so it can be dry by nightfall.
That and a few other things. ( He's got a pretty long list, but his main priorities: couch and food. )
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Sounds like my kinda couch. [he bobs appreciatively, imagining the ritzy floral print, considering the windows around them and what curtains would match blue. depends on the shade, frankly, so he'd have to see that first.
either way, they need a damn couch up in here.]
I'm down with doing a couch and house run. Gonna need to have some necessities around this place, after all. [he'd suggest sharing the bed between everyone but lord knows what sort of rise that would get out of emil. so, klaus thoughtfully chews his lower lip, tips his head with consideration toward the video feed, glancing between them both.]
Whatever you two wanna do, it's your guys' place. I'm a fortunate fool that's befriended a couple of soft idiots. [and he sounds oh-so-fond about it, too.] I've got a knife hidden in my bunk I could use to protect us if Ivar's hanging around tomorrow.
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with incrementally more energy in his system, he might've found humor in klaus's 'sounds like my kind of couch' - might've even echoed 'ugly?' as a dry teasing jab - but it would take more sleep than he has time available to him to truly rest away all the sluggishness, and why bother? he's just going to repeat the process tomorrow.
that thought makes him inexplicably restless, like he should be doing something with his conscious hours instead of sitting here looking at klaus and emil. a very brief assessment of his next step means that he's not at all listening to the last portion of klaus's words (which is fortunate, because it sounds like klaus is planning to do something stupid), instead sitting up the rest of the way to finally shrug out of the blanket. ❱
We'll get it tomorrow, ❰ he says, about the couch, followed (probably not unexpectedly) by, ❱ I'm turning this off. ❰ and after a couple of moments of fiddling with the interface, that's exactly what he does. sorry guys... stuff to do, gods to see. ❱