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tushanshu_logs2016-04-11 02:03 am
irishthor) wrote in tushanshu_logs2016-04-11 02:03 am
Actually doing a catch-all for once...
Characters: Shay Cormac (irishthor), Adrian Fletcher (holbydelboy), Vincent Moore (sadisticmoose)
Date: April
Location: Everywhere
Situation: Catch-all or April. Specific situations below.
Warnings/Rating: None expected, warnings in thread headers
A. [Fletch] Water Sector | April | OPEN
So, Fletch has been having a pretty miserable time lately. Since his involvement in Milyn's death, the kedan have either been avoiding him or, in the case of the Snakes, outright verbally harrassing him. Whilst he can take a lot of it on the chin, it is starting to wear him down a bit. Hence, he finds himself in one of the bars in the Water Sector whenever he's not working at either the guild or the hotel.
He's sat at a table in the corner, phone in one hand, drink in the other, and sliding through photos on his phone; some of his kids, others of his coworkers, and other random stuff, such as memes downloaded from Facebook, etc.
Oh, and he looks miserable.
B. [Shay] Midnight Hotel | Early April | Locked to Leonardo Watch
Shay had some apologies to make. The first being the completely innocent Foreigner that got wrapped up in his delusion. So, after he's made a complete recovery, that's the first thing on his mind to sort out. He found out which room Leo is staying in, pausing in front of the door, before raising his fist to knock.
C. [Shay] Earth Sector | Early April | Locked to Arno Dorian
Another on his apology list was Arno. He can't quite remember what he said during the height of his Dust trip, but... he knows it was something awful, something an apology probably couldn't remedy. That's why, instead of seeking the Assassin out, Shay offered an invitation. A public meeting place, one of the cafés in the Earth sector. He was even (mostly) unarmed, only having his hidden blades as a precaution.
D. [Vincent] Midnight Hotel | April | OPEN
Vincent Moore was back. Whether that was a good thing was to be decided, and, luckily, he had a distraction for that.
He's hobbling into the Common Area on crutches, left leg in a cast, and dressings covering his arms. He refused magical healing for a reason, and that reason was that the pain kept him grounded. Whether it was because of the pain, or the fact he's been here before, he seems a lot more lucid and together than the man who basically spent two weeks in his room.
He makes his way over to a table, gently lowering himself into the chair, before pulling out his phone and a notebook. Might as well get some work done. He was planning on transcribing some of the designs stored on his phone to his notebook... just in case.
E. [Fletch] Cherrywood Clinic / Healer's Guild | Early April / Throughout the month | OPEN
It had taken a while to work up the courage to visit here. The kedan weren't exactly happy with Milyn's death, after all, and Fletch wasn't exactly a golden child. Still, Milyn had told him of something very important; The method by which she helps revive Foreigners who have died in Keelial. Specifically, of some research into the subject.
It takes a while, but he manages to sweet-talk the name "Xuiyu" out of the gang-members guarding. Rather than risk any further backlash, Fletch decides to take it directly to the head of the Metalworkers herself. Again, it takes a few hours of Fletch pitching his cause, and even longer for Xuiyu to decide, before he's allowed into the clinic with an escort.
Knowing exactly where the book that contains Milyn's research is held, Fletch can soon be seen leaving his guards at the front of the clinic, book tucked under one arm, and seeming to be in a hurry to get somewhere.
For the rest of the month, Fletch can be found spending as much free time in the guild, reading and translating the shorthand of the book, as well as sourcing the ingredients needed for the process of reviving the dead.
More options to come as ideas form.
irishthor), Adrian Fletcher (holbydelboy), Vincent Moore (sadisticmoose)Date: April
Location: Everywhere
Situation: Catch-all or April. Specific situations below.
Warnings/Rating: None expected, warnings in thread headers
A. [Fletch] Water Sector | April | OPEN
So, Fletch has been having a pretty miserable time lately. Since his involvement in Milyn's death, the kedan have either been avoiding him or, in the case of the Snakes, outright verbally harrassing him. Whilst he can take a lot of it on the chin, it is starting to wear him down a bit. Hence, he finds himself in one of the bars in the Water Sector whenever he's not working at either the guild or the hotel.
He's sat at a table in the corner, phone in one hand, drink in the other, and sliding through photos on his phone; some of his kids, others of his coworkers, and other random stuff, such as memes downloaded from Facebook, etc.
Oh, and he looks miserable.
B. [Shay] Midnight Hotel | Early April | Locked to Leonardo Watch
Shay had some apologies to make. The first being the completely innocent Foreigner that got wrapped up in his delusion. So, after he's made a complete recovery, that's the first thing on his mind to sort out. He found out which room Leo is staying in, pausing in front of the door, before raising his fist to knock.
C. [Shay] Earth Sector | Early April | Locked to Arno Dorian
Another on his apology list was Arno. He can't quite remember what he said during the height of his Dust trip, but... he knows it was something awful, something an apology probably couldn't remedy. That's why, instead of seeking the Assassin out, Shay offered an invitation. A public meeting place, one of the cafés in the Earth sector. He was even (mostly) unarmed, only having his hidden blades as a precaution.
D. [Vincent] Midnight Hotel | April | OPEN
Vincent Moore was back. Whether that was a good thing was to be decided, and, luckily, he had a distraction for that.
He's hobbling into the Common Area on crutches, left leg in a cast, and dressings covering his arms. He refused magical healing for a reason, and that reason was that the pain kept him grounded. Whether it was because of the pain, or the fact he's been here before, he seems a lot more lucid and together than the man who basically spent two weeks in his room.
He makes his way over to a table, gently lowering himself into the chair, before pulling out his phone and a notebook. Might as well get some work done. He was planning on transcribing some of the designs stored on his phone to his notebook... just in case.
E. [Fletch] Cherrywood Clinic / Healer's Guild | Early April / Throughout the month | OPEN
It had taken a while to work up the courage to visit here. The kedan weren't exactly happy with Milyn's death, after all, and Fletch wasn't exactly a golden child. Still, Milyn had told him of something very important; The method by which she helps revive Foreigners who have died in Keelial. Specifically, of some research into the subject.
It takes a while, but he manages to sweet-talk the name "Xuiyu" out of the gang-members guarding. Rather than risk any further backlash, Fletch decides to take it directly to the head of the Metalworkers herself. Again, it takes a few hours of Fletch pitching his cause, and even longer for Xuiyu to decide, before he's allowed into the clinic with an escort.
Knowing exactly where the book that contains Milyn's research is held, Fletch can soon be seen leaving his guards at the front of the clinic, book tucked under one arm, and seeming to be in a hurry to get somewhere.
For the rest of the month, Fletch can be found spending as much free time in the guild, reading and translating the shorthand of the book, as well as sourcing the ingredients needed for the process of reviving the dead.
More options to come as ideas form.
A, mon capitane! | 16th-ish
Besides, Rover has an errand to run.
Asking around for a Mister Adrian Fletcher at the Guild eventually leads him to a small tavern -- no, wait, bar. Or pub? -- in the water sector. It's not empty, but it's actually pretty easy to pick out the one Foreigner among the kedan, and he looks absolutely miserable.
Rover slides into a chair opposite him. "Hello," he says cheerfully. "You don't know me, but I'd like to thank you. Are you drinking? Can I buy you another?"
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"Uh... Thank me? I-" And then he asks what he's drinking. "Sure. I guess." He mumbles, telling the man his drink.
"...Thank me for what?"
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"For saving my husband's life," Rover answers, his eyes still on the miniature tablet. "Dexter Vex. Back on the day of the explosion, the first one, the real one. He showed up here, he was dying, and you saved his life." Rover tears his gaze away and looks Fletch right in the eye, perfectly serious. "Thank you."
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He smiles slightly, a bit sheepishly. "And I just arranged for him to be saved. I can't do magic, and he definitely needed magic. The kedan healers were the ones who did the hard work."
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Is this a modern thing, irrational humility? It's strange. Maybe saying 'thank you' often enough will break past it.
"What's that?" Rover asks, pointing at the object in Fletch's hands. "Is that a tablet? I've seen tablets before. Dead useful. Pining after a long-lost love?"
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"Hm? No... It's close, though. It's a phone. Uh... Think a tablet with a mobile phone in it." He does, however, minimise the Camera Roll. He's not exactly ready to show off his photos just yet.
"And, uh... Just kinda... homesick, I guess."
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"It's tiny," he says. "I thought they were bigger. I thought you needed a bag to carry them around in. What are you homesick for? Where are you from?" Rover reached out to prod the phone, then stopped. "Can I touch it?"