Greece is the word

[wwistful]

WHO: ALL OF THE TEACHERS and their broods
TONE: FUN!?!?
RATING: M for Mature.
WHEN: 4th April to 7th April (ish)
WHERE: Murdoc's home in Greece
WHAT: A teacher meeting held in Greece! What could possibly go wrong?
STATUS: Ongoing.

[Murdoc isn't sure why the responsibility of hosting the meeting fell to him, honestly it already sounds like a terrible idea. He doubts any of them will either come up with sound lesson plans, work cohesively as a team or leave his home any wiser and more mature than they were when they entered. To him, it seems as if a couple of people just like the idea of visiting Greece. However, it's not as if he's going to pass up the chance to show off! And it's not like he doesn't have room to spare.

He's not going to be all that happy to have people there, but he's not a bad host. Everyone has a room and there's food and booze provided. Not to mention the fact that the beach and town are within walking distance, but why on earth would you want to live such a sick crib? Of course, given that he's a pureblood there's absolutely no technology or reception, but there's a pool and a near endless amount of rooms filled with nifty shit!

Regardless, if you aren't a kid you sure as hell aren't here to explore, so quit touching his stuff and get working.]

Comments

[candycrabapple]

[He can't help but jump a little. He didn't realise anyone was actually listening to him, especially not the owner of the damn house. He turns and looks up at him a little quicker than he meant to.]

Well, no, not right now. And then sunset and sunrise is going to come along and then I'm going to be blinded and probably break every da-... Every expensive item here.

[wwistful]

Is that a promise? [He gives him an incredulous look.] It's hardly that bright, Vantas. I hadn't realised you were quite so over dramatic. [Somehow.]

[candycrabapple]

Well it's not a promise I want to keep on purpose.

[Partially because Karkat swears Murdoc will make him pay for everything he breaks.]

Hang on. I'm not being over dramatic. Who's over dramatic about things like temporary blindness?

[wwistful]

Promises rarely are. [He's ever so curt about that.]

Because I've lived here for a good part of my life and I've never felt blinded before. I suppose you're used to the dreariness of the castle, aren't you?

[candycrabapple]

Castle?

[To be fair, Karkat had never thought of the castle as dreary at all, just cold, echo-y and weirdly damp]

...Yeah, sure. The castle is dreary. Not to mention that the whole fucking country is pretty much covered in clouds, unlike this unrepentantly cheery place here.

[At least he felt pleased that Dolores hadn't mentioned his albinism to the teachers... Unless she had and Murdoc had either not cared, or forgotten.]

[wwistful]

Precisely. Though I wouldn't call it cheery so much as pleasant, perhaps. Cheery seems an awfully specific sort of vibe for a place that's just warm and clean.

[He shrugs it off. Dumb kid insulting his damn house.] Do you need to be shown to your room or are you quite alright?

[candycrabapple]

Aren't pleasant things, normally cheery? I mean that's how I've always noticed it being.

[To be fair, he lives with Dolores and lives for RomComs. Both of which are perpetually cheery and pleasant.]

Well I'm just going to be on the floor of Dolores' room or something aren't I? I'm pretty sure I can figure out where she is sleeping.

[wwistful]

No. Pleasant and cheery are too entirely different things. Perhaps you'll be able to alleviate the boredom by reading a dictionary.

That sounds awfully uncomfortable. Wouldn't you prefer to sleep in a bed?