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ɪʀᴏɴᴡᴏᴏᴅ ᴇᴍᴘᴇʀᴏʀ ᴇsʜᴀɪ ([personal profile] ironwood) wrote in [community profile] tushanshu_logs2013-11-15 01:28 pm

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!]
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Thor (MCU)

[personal profile] veryveryfrightening 2013-11-15 08:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[Fully adorned in armor and his bright, lavish red cape trailing off his shoulders and Mjolnir in hand; Thor walks until he is at a respectable distance from Eshai. Taking off the metal helmet, he got on bended knee and set it upon the ground. Then a loud, but dull, thump reverberated throughout the palace walls and grounds as he placed Mjolnir down next to him. Ceremony is an important and vital aspect of Asgardian rule, and Thor wasn’t about to treat this as anything different.]

Your Majesty. [He bows his head and places his fist over his heart.] I am Thor Odinson of Asgard. I am here to officially swear to you that I will guard this realm, preserve the peace, and pledge myself to the good within it.

[His voice is strong and rich with determination, passion. Raised as a warrior and forged into a protector, Thor leaves little to speculation on his words when he raises his head again to look at her with a serious look. There is more, but as a prince he knows to wait until the Emperor accepts what he has laid before her and gives him permission to rise. Especially when she’s somewhat occupied by her painting.]
fatedchaos: (☾; I can't breathe)

[personal profile] fatedchaos 2013-11-15 08:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[Vanessa's been waiting a few weeks to come see the Emperor after their conversation over the network. What she isn't prepared for, when she walks into her chambers is to see her... painting. The smudges on her face are a little bit much, like some kind of artist trademark.

She bites back the giggle, but she can't really hide the smile on her face.]


I guess it shouldn't be surprising that you have hobbies, right?
skybluejeep: By dreacons on insanejournal (Side-eye)

AUDIENCE - STILES

[personal profile] skybluejeep 2013-11-15 08:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Stiles is well, well aware that this lady has testicles of brass. Heh. Iron. No wonder they call her the Ironwood Emperor...

"Um. Hi. Stiles Stilinski, one of those kids you said was probably pulled here by accident? And wow, that's a really nice painting. It really is."

He clears his throat, a little nervous, but he usually has zero compunctions about telling authority figures off. This? No exception. So he squares his shoulders and gets right to the point.

"Can you get us TV broadcasts here? Or failing that, a Netflix account? I mean, anything. Old episodes of the Honeymooners and I Love Lucy. The Brady Bunch. The Mets game? Please? We need entertainment. Your highness."
parallels: (STRONG ★)

Clara Oswald

[personal profile] parallels 2013-11-15 08:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[She's sick with a cold but she has not forgotten the Emperor's request for her to come visit during an audience to speak about the library. Clara makes sure to shower, brush her hair, and dress in proper clothes instead of pajamas as she trudges through the snow to the palace. She's also lined her pockets with tissues as back up.

She approaches the Emperor and then pauses. She doesn't really know the proper way to address an Emperor. She's done it before with the Doctor, but he'd always known what to do. Clara coughs, clears her throat, and then kneels down.]


Emperor. It's me, Clara. We spoke before about the library.
constants: (this is the santa claus of hangovers)

The Archive

[personal profile] constants 2013-11-15 09:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The Archive is dressed formally today, wearing a simply designed dress, black fabric with black embroidery. A heavy grey cloak is pinned with a silver pin. She's here on business and dressed for the occasion, cold weather style.

She approaches the throne with purpose and stops an appropriate distance away, nodding with her greeting. ]


Hello.
langsyne: (.........what.)

[personal profile] langsyne 2013-11-15 09:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[In retrospect, Scott regrets attending the audience.

It's not as though his question is that important and he would probably just live just as happy of a life without the thing than with. (More importantly, he would probably still have a life to live.) Maybe if he prefaces the request with something moderately serio—

All his thoughts go scattering when he's finally let in and catches sight of the regal woman painting calmly. Definitely not what he's expecting.]


That's...that's a very nice painting. [Of something. That he can't discern. But is not going to mention because people get touchy about that sometimes.] Very—colorful.
wintershepherd: art credit needed (distance)

Jack Frost

[personal profile] wintershepherd 2013-11-15 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)
It was only the direct request that prompted Jack to show up to this audience. The spirit didn't want to bring up the children's disappearances right now, not so soon after Victoria had gone back home. And while she unlike Gavroche had not arrived after an incident which had taken her life, her own situation was complicated and he couldn't be certain she'd be all right. It left him feeling aimless and fretful and guilty to where he wasn't even enjoying the sudden change in weather patterns as he would have liked to.

He watches Eshai painting for a moment after entering, glad to see that the deep weariness of her last message has somewhat faded and decides the painting is at least friendlier than sword practice. This woman certainly gives new meaning to multitasking.

"It looks like you're feeling a bit better," he said carefully.
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[personal profile] andaway 2013-11-15 09:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"I didn't peg you for an artist. But if I may, I think it suits you."

Kal says as he steps inside in all his colorful glory. He even gives her a subtle bow, he's always been a defender of respecting other culture's protocols. He hasn't really used this chamber much, but every time he steps inside as Superman he gets the feeling he's breaking a subtle harmony of colors with his loud suit. If he had his formal dark suit instead he would consider wearing it- or even the blue electrical one.

"Last time we talked you suggested I used the audience instead of the network for my questions, so here I am. I wanted to know about our memories, and how magic might play a part in letting us keep them when we leave." When, not if, because that's how Kal rolls.
Edited 2013-11-15 21:34 (UTC)
demon_brat: (Little Wayne (Dami))

[personal profile] demon_brat 2013-11-15 09:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[Damian's neat and composed when he walks across the hall that is getting almost familiar. The painting... He watches quietly for a little while, not sneakily, but with curiosity.]

[But he does speak up before it stretches the limits of propriety.]

Your Majesty.

[He'll ask his questions concisely enough, yes, but. Not before he is acknowledged.]
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Natasha Romanoff

[personal profile] vdova 2013-11-15 10:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[ She's dressed in dark clothes, winter ones, thanks to the vouchers she's picked up. Small jobs for the gangs here and there have kept her supplied with money, but Natasha has bigger jobs and bigger ideas in mind. After all, she and Tony have an agreement. It's the closest thing she has to her working outfit, the clothes she's wearing now, and that's the image she's trying to project. Not Natasha Romanoff, but the Black Widow.

Upon entering the chamber, Natasha stops at a respectable distance, placing one curled hand to her chest, bowing low. She's dealt with diplomats before, Tsars and Emperors and Kings and Presidents.

She stays in the bow as she speaks, tone respectful, pitched just high enough so that the Ironwood Emporer can hear her. ]
Your Highness. My name is Natasha Romanoff and I come to you with an offer.
parallels: (WTF? ★ burning the ground)

[personal profile] parallels 2013-11-15 10:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[Clara frowns, feeling just a little put out by that response and also at the fact that she's being manhandled by the turtle-land emperor. She manages not to sound too indignant when she replies.]

Earlier today. I've been keeping it down fine.
skybluejeep: By dreacons on insanejournal (Life choices)

[personal profile] skybluejeep 2013-11-15 10:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"Television is a hobby," he counters.

"Okay. Fine. Nothing fictional. I get that. Just the History Channel, or E! News. ESPN. Please? I get it, you don't want distractions from the great and epic battle of good versus evil. But if this keeps up we're all gonna die of boredom before we get there!"

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