You carried me all the way here, so the vote of confidence is well deserved.
[The movie is indeed boring, even for a child, so Pegasus babbles throughout, his voice getting progressively quieter as his boredom grows.]
I actually used to ask my father for a sibling. You know, someone to watch Funny Rabbit with, and play with when the guards weren't around to indulge me. They were never very good at it when they did agree to play with me.
[There's a chase scene, which is incredibly overacted, and Pegasus only watches it for a few minutes before continuing to murmur.]
Naturally, father would awkwardly brush me off any time I asked for a brother or sister, and Santa never did deliver the birds and bees father apparently needed to acquire one - he really did not explain baby creation well - so I was deprived of the sibling experience.
[He takes a sip of his drink and glances up at the screen again, and there's still nothing of interest happening. As scary movies go, it's gory, but otherwise too poorly acted to feel anything but tame.
After a while, he starts talking again, drawing a glare from a nearby demon, but they look away when they realise they're glaring at a child.]
The movie production quality down here is just awful, isn't it? I think I saw the microphone in one scene.
[He sighs, eats some more popcorn, and some time later, it's back to babbling, though his voice is practically a whisper now.]
Oh. Gross. The gore is really gratuitous... do you think that's real? It looks realistic.
[He closes his eyes against it, which had begun to droop anyway. What is it, one in the morning? Two? Three? There is a reason children go to bed early, and he's feeling it now, that creeping fatigue. He can't bring himself to open them again even after the sound of the slaughter ends.]
Mmm, I wonder if... I wonder... [Whatever he wonders, he doesn't manage to speak, his voice trailing into a yawn. A few minutes later, he's fast asleep, legs curled beneath himself and head pillowed on Seto's arm.]
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[The movie is indeed boring, even for a child, so Pegasus babbles throughout, his voice getting progressively quieter as his boredom grows.]
I actually used to ask my father for a sibling. You know, someone to watch Funny Rabbit with, and play with when the guards weren't around to indulge me. They were never very good at it when they did agree to play with me.
[There's a chase scene, which is incredibly overacted, and Pegasus only watches it for a few minutes before continuing to murmur.]
Naturally, father would awkwardly brush me off any time I asked for a brother or sister, and Santa never did deliver the birds and bees father apparently needed to acquire one - he really did not explain baby creation well - so I was deprived of the sibling experience.
[He takes a sip of his drink and glances up at the screen again, and there's still nothing of interest happening. As scary movies go, it's gory, but otherwise too poorly acted to feel anything but tame.
After a while, he starts talking again, drawing a glare from a nearby demon, but they look away when they realise they're glaring at a child.]
The movie production quality down here is just awful, isn't it? I think I saw the microphone in one scene.
[He sighs, eats some more popcorn, and some time later, it's back to babbling, though his voice is practically a whisper now.]
Oh. Gross. The gore is really gratuitous... do you think that's real? It looks realistic.
[He closes his eyes against it, which had begun to droop anyway. What is it, one in the morning? Two? Three? There is a reason children go to bed early, and he's feeling it now, that creeping fatigue. He can't bring himself to open them again even after the sound of the slaughter ends.]
Mmm, I wonder if... I wonder... [Whatever he wonders, he doesn't manage to speak, his voice trailing into a yawn. A few minutes later, he's fast asleep, legs curled beneath himself and head pillowed on Seto's arm.]