[Alfie's old-fashioned wardrobe and general look might brand him as an obvious imPort, and he's made no effort to update his image to something more modern. Despite this, he doesn't seem very receptive to the attention it brings him - if an autograph-seeking hopeful starts to approach his cafe table, he waves off before they can get a word out, and he seems completely unbothered by any nasty or wary looks he gets. But sometimes, someone will swoop in too quickly for him to drive them away, and those people are usually the questioners. Sir, I was wondering, what do you think of the war? How often do you talk to your city's Ambassador? What are you planning to do to fight for our country?
He always holds up a hand to cut them off.]
No comment. Yeah? I've got nothing to say. I just wanna enjoy my coffee, right, in fucking peace.
[He raises his voice a little and waves to someone passing by - another imPort, any other imPort.]
You. Yeah, you, that's right; come here. Come over here. This lovely lady would like to ask you a few questions.
[And with that, he assumes that the curious citizen has been successfully foisted off onto someone else - they can have the talk that she wants to have, or they can try to get rid of her themselves. Either way, Alfie will continue to sit, sipping his drink and reading his paper.]
02
[Getting rid of one overzealous fan is one thing, but getting rid of a mob of them? That requires different tactics. There's too many of them to ignore or pawn off on another poor unsuspecting imPort, so this time, he stops to engage them.]
Yes, hello, lovely day, innit. Oh-- what have you got there?
[There's about five cameras being furiously clicked in his direction. He zeroes in on the closest one, and plucks it right out of the owner's hands.]
Now, this is nice. They don't make them like this in my day.
[The camera's owner just sort of... freezes, unsure of what to do. Alfie turns the camera on him, taking his picture.]
This is the button, yeah? I think I've got it. There's a bit of a learning curve to using your technology, but it's not hard to pick up; there's a button for everything.
[He sounds completely conversational and innocuous, but also isn't showing any signs that he's going to give the camera back anytime soon. Other people in the crowd are drifting away, or at least tucking away their own devices in case Alfie decides to make a grab for them, too. The cameraman is clearly torn - it's an expensive camera, and he wants it back, but he doesn't know for sure that this weird imPort is trying to steal it. He's not turning and running off with it, so surely he's going to give it back eventually. Maybe?
Someone should probably help the poor guy. Or help Alfie torment him; that works, too.]
04
[And then, of course, there's the obligatory "watch as the guy from the early 20th century is introduced to 21st century technology" option. Alfie sees a few people trying out the VR roller coaster, and when he's offered a turn--]
Yeah, all right.
[Why not. He settles the goggles on his face. He stands there for a few seconds, stock still, waiting for the program to start up.
Alfie Solomons | Peaky Blinders
[Alfie's old-fashioned wardrobe and general look might brand him as an obvious imPort, and he's made no effort to update his image to something more modern. Despite this, he doesn't seem very receptive to the attention it brings him - if an autograph-seeking hopeful starts to approach his cafe table, he waves off before they can get a word out, and he seems completely unbothered by any nasty or wary looks he gets. But sometimes, someone will swoop in too quickly for him to drive them away, and those people are usually the questioners. Sir, I was wondering, what do you think of the war? How often do you talk to your city's Ambassador? What are you planning to do to fight for our country?
He always holds up a hand to cut them off.]
No comment. Yeah? I've got nothing to say. I just wanna enjoy my coffee, right, in fucking peace.
[He raises his voice a little and waves to someone passing by - another imPort, any other imPort.]
You. Yeah, you, that's right; come here. Come over here. This lovely lady would like to ask you a few questions.
[And with that, he assumes that the curious citizen has been successfully foisted off onto someone else - they can have the talk that she wants to have, or they can try to get rid of her themselves. Either way, Alfie will continue to sit, sipping his drink and reading his paper.]
02
[Getting rid of one overzealous fan is one thing, but getting rid of a mob of them? That requires different tactics. There's too many of them to ignore or pawn off on another poor unsuspecting imPort, so this time, he stops to engage them.]
Yes, hello, lovely day, innit. Oh-- what have you got there?
[There's about five cameras being furiously clicked in his direction. He zeroes in on the closest one, and plucks it right out of the owner's hands.]
Now, this is nice. They don't make them like this in my day.
[The camera's owner just sort of... freezes, unsure of what to do. Alfie turns the camera on him, taking his picture.]
This is the button, yeah? I think I've got it. There's a bit of a learning curve to using your technology, but it's not hard to pick up; there's a button for everything.
[He sounds completely conversational and innocuous, but also isn't showing any signs that he's going to give the camera back anytime soon. Other people in the crowd are drifting away, or at least tucking away their own devices in case Alfie decides to make a grab for them, too. The cameraman is clearly torn - it's an expensive camera, and he wants it back, but he doesn't know for sure that this weird imPort is trying to steal it. He's not turning and running off with it, so surely he's going to give it back eventually. Maybe?
Someone should probably help the poor guy. Or help Alfie torment him; that works, too.]
04
[And then, of course, there's the obligatory "watch as the guy from the early 20th century is introduced to 21st century technology" option. Alfie sees a few people trying out the VR roller coaster, and when he's offered a turn--]
Yeah, all right.
[Why not. He settles the goggles on his face. He stands there for a few seconds, stock still, waiting for the program to start up.
When it does, he almost falls over.]
[OOC: Appearance info here!]