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Post by Sylphie on Feb 22, 2017 19:14:27 GMT
Gavin hated how many languages he knew. It was a necessity for him to learn the most used language of a time period and place in order to blend in smoothly. But it was a bitch, like how sometimes he'd slip into Itallian or middle english. Like right now, Gavin was out with Pebble and with his luck he tripped and bumped his head. Itbwasn't a small bump, no. He fell off a bridge about ten feet and landed on his head. He should be glad he didn't die, but then he wouldn't be stuck speaking nothing but Latin! Gavin let out an agry squawk and wobbled a bit. He also had a concussion, just great.
"Deus meus! Quid horum accidat mihi!" Gavin cried out, flinging his arms up. This was supposed to be a calming date between them, something to take their minds from the insanity of their lives. But he was a clumsy idiot.
{Translation: My god! Why do these things always happen to me!
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Post by Pebble on Feb 22, 2017 22:45:09 GMT
//HE FUCKING FELL OFF OF A BRIDGE I'M DYING.
okay so. She should've panicked. But being an archangel, she didn't experience that emotion often. She, instead of using her wings, jumped down to him, not at all affected by the damage. She approached him, chuckling st her words. "Glad my boyfriend's immortal... are you okay?" She asked, light concern in her voice.
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Post by Sylphie on Feb 23, 2017 12:24:35 GMT
{This isn't as bad as it can get. He once drove a firetruck into a burning gas station pump and promptly exploded. He's more clumsy than he'd like to admit and it's caused him a fair share of deaths
"Quod bene potest esse quod de decem pedes meos a lapsu." Gavin said as he let out a sigh
"Concussione et probabiliter, quod Latine loquentes venite et Im 'adhæsit cruenta cerebro anglicus recusavit!" He said in exasperation, his face scrunched up in unhappiness. Sure, it wasn't ancient greek, but it wasn't much better if he's honest. Why did his brain decide to revert back to the second language he ever learned, probably just to be a dick. He wouldn't doubt it.
"Date nobis dilectionem pereundi perdendique paenitet. Poppet promitto tibi dabo eam." Gavin said, hoping that Pebble could understand him, or at least the apologetic tone of voice.
Translations: About as okay as I can be from falling ten feet. I probably have a concussion, oh and I'm stuck speaking latin because my bloody brain refused to english! I'm sorry for ruining our date love. I promise I'll make it up to you poppet.
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Post by Pebble on Feb 23, 2017 22:32:13 GMT
Being an archangel, she understood it all. She chuckled. "Hey, it's fine. Shall we get you home?" She asked,noffering a hand. She almost thought about using her wings but thought differentlt.
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Post by Sylphie on Feb 24, 2017 12:25:21 GMT
gavin gave a small sigh. Thank the gods that she could still understand him. It had been such a pain when he got stuck in itallian and the crew had no idea what he was saying and had to reaort to Gavin typing everything into Google Translate. Let's just say Gavin did not like it very much.
"Quin ego denique. Suus 'non potuisse tantis iniuriis fine labatur latin sermones mei!" Gavin said with asmile towards her.
translation: No no, I'll be fine. It's not like i have any serious injuries, eventually my words will fade from Latin to English!
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Post by Pebble on Feb 24, 2017 13:39:20 GMT
She chuckles. "Alright. Fair enougy. If you've done anything, you've made our date a little more interesting." The archangel said, glancing around for any possible people who had seen him fall and turn up perfectly fine. None. Heh. Her wings flitted a bit as she looked back to her boyfriend.
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Post by Sylphie on Feb 26, 2017 1:34:15 GMT
"Good interesting right?" Gavin said with a chuckle and went over to give Her a quick hug.
"So, want to go and rob an ice cream truck?" He asked with a small wicked smile. He lobed to create chaos, and he hoped that Pebble would be down with it. Plus, fre freaking ice cream!
{Italics is latin because i'm to lazy tor translate
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