*Fortinbras is in the kitchen. something interesting is bound to happen there, right?*

*we assume the Mansion has a gym of sorts somewhere, and that's where Forti is, trying out a few swords he found in the armory. he'd like to have someone to practice with, but darned if he'll ask the Danes and he's afraid Daddy!Forti would laugh at him again :(*

"Date" night! Forti has secured Marian's roast and even dressed up a little - perhaps not as much as he would for Ophelia, but then, he's not as worried about impressing Marian. He did his good deed, and now he's just looking forward to some friendly conversation and good food.

Hey, uh, Dad? It's Father's Day, and I just wanted to say- well, happy Father's Day, I guess. You're a great dad, and I love you.

*strolls along aimlessly, whistling something or other and occasionally pausing to squint at a flower*

*out of drag, and ever so happy about it! but he's dressed up, as well as he knows how - clean shirt, combed hair, that sort of thing. thought about wearing his crown, but decided that was a little silly.* Hey, Ophelia? If you're- if you still- I mean, I've got a great place we can go for dinner, if you're interested. Which I hope you are. Um ( Read more... )

*so, yes, is wearing a corset, a fluffy skirt, and high heels. and apparently long gloves and a wig. but, has fixed things for Ophelia and the courtiers, so will bear it without grumbling. much*

...not a word, any of you.

*speaking of being scarred for life...*

Er. King Hamlet, sir? I was wondering if I could ask you some things about Denmark. If you don't mind.

*...is about to be scarred for life, isn't he?*

So, Horatio! You ready, buddy?