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tushanshu_logs2013-11-15 01:28 pm
ironwood) wrote in tushanshu_logs2013-11-15 01:28 pm
Entry tags:
- post: npc,
- † annabeth chase,
- † bart allen,
- † booker dewitt,
- † clara oswald,
- † clark kent,
- † damian wayne,
- † elizabeth comstock,
- † eridan ampora,
- † gabriel,
- † jack frost,
- † john colby,
- † mark grayson,
- † monet st croix,
- † natasha romanoff,
- † percy jackson,
- † rebecca holiday,
- † scott lang,
- † stiles stilinski,
- † the archive,
- † thor (mcu),
- † vanessa cleveland
open audience;
Characters: The Ironwood Emperor and anyone who came to speak with her!
Date: November 15th.
Location: The Palace of Landed Sky
Situation: The expected holding of an audience for any that care to speak with the Ironwood Emperor.
Warnings/Rating: N/A; to be updated if necessary
The hall is still and white, strung with softly glowing lanterns that are strung up high beyond reach. Outside, the sun is at its zenith, and it filters down through the cloudy glass roof to create a brilliant, nearly blinding ambiance.
The floor is marble, inlaid with mother-of-pearl and ruby quartz. It catches the light, and casts strange patterns on the walls.
The Emperor is painting today, broad sweeps of colour across canvas. She's dressed very simply, with no ornamentation, and every once in a while she'll stop to wipe her brow with her arm, which has resulted in more than one smudge of paint on her cheek or forehead. She seems to be in a decent mood today, at least?
[Actionspam or prose are both acceptable!
Characters will only be admitted into the hall one by one, so there won't be anyone present for anyone else's conversations, and there won't be any 'mingling' in the chamber itself.
By popular demand, we will continue to allow mingling for those waiting for an audience in an antechamber. There is a thread header below to allow for that!]
Date: November 15th.
Location: The Palace of Landed Sky
Situation: The expected holding of an audience for any that care to speak with the Ironwood Emperor.
Warnings/Rating: N/A; to be updated if necessary
The hall is still and white, strung with softly glowing lanterns that are strung up high beyond reach. Outside, the sun is at its zenith, and it filters down through the cloudy glass roof to create a brilliant, nearly blinding ambiance.
The floor is marble, inlaid with mother-of-pearl and ruby quartz. It catches the light, and casts strange patterns on the walls.
The Emperor is painting today, broad sweeps of colour across canvas. She's dressed very simply, with no ornamentation, and every once in a while she'll stop to wipe her brow with her arm, which has resulted in more than one smudge of paint on her cheek or forehead. She seems to be in a decent mood today, at least?
[Actionspam or prose are both acceptable!
Characters will only be admitted into the hall one by one, so there won't be anyone present for anyone else's conversations, and there won't be any 'mingling' in the chamber itself.
By popular demand, we will continue to allow mingling for those waiting for an audience in an antechamber. There is a thread header below to allow for that!]
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[Clara stops dead in her tracks. Like suddenly there's something weighing her down.]
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[She says that all matter of factly, without even the slightest trace of apology.]
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Before then. [She coughs.] When you told me about the library. Were you just winding me up?
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[Gosh she's not heartless.]
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[Clara spends most of the sentence focused on the floor and trying to right herself and be proper in front of royalty.]
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Fine.
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Brilliant. It's a deal then. And I won't break it. Honestly.
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[Damnit stop being cute, you little bastards are actually making the Emperor warm up to you all.]
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I just want to help. If I'm going to be stuck here I want to do something and not just sit about. I'm not... not someone with special powers, or secret cult ninja training, or a starship captain. But I can help. Just need a chance to, that's all.
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[She turns away, effectively dismissing her. But her tone, at least, is not unkind.]
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