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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!]
no subject
[By her expression, she clearly means Bart as well. A sigh.]
Very well. You have library access. One hour. Here.
[She produces a small, ivory-white token. Though it looks only a fingerwidth thick, it's far, far heavier than it should be.]
This will disintegrate when your time is up.
no subject
[He keeps his mouth shut, barely. That's fine. He doesn't need to prove himself to her rught now. Bart just needs to get that key, and he can yell at her the next time. He takes the token with a murmur of thanks and rolls it over in his hands.]
What is this? Why would you waste something that probably has real uses on a hall pass?
no subject
It is a hall pass.
no subject
[He studies it for a good 20 seconds, with words like 'half-life' floating around in his head. Then he starts.]
I'm wasting time, aren't I?
no subject
[What she doesn't mention is that it's not exactly an item meant to keep people in the library. It's meant to keep them from going anywhere else. It makes the library available to them, and closes off all other paths. So. There you go.]
no subject
[While he doesn't run, Bart does make a beeline for the door, calling back over his shoulder.]
Thanks, your Highness! And I like the painting. Very, uh. Impressionist. Bye!