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ironwood) wrote in tushanshu_logs2013-12-03 12:28 pm
Entry tags:
- post: npc,
- thread: zatanna zatara,
- † armin arlert,
- † arthur curry,
- † barry allen,
- † billy kaplan,
- † booker dewitt,
- † bucky barnes,
- † darcy lewis,
- † elizabeth comstock,
- † frank zhang,
- † gabriel,
- † hal jordan,
- † hal jordan (2011),
- † jason todd,
- † john colby,
- † jonah kinlock,
- † kaine,
- † kaldur'ahm,
- † leo valdez,
- † marius pontmercy,
- † peter parker (1610),
- † peter quill,
- † prussia,
- † spock,
- † teddy altman,
- † thread: enjolras,
- † una persson,
- † vanessa cleveland,
- † éponine thénardier
Event | Landfall | Bresilyk | Aihsohlow
Characters: Any and all!
Date: December 3 - 11, 2013
Location: Aihsohlow, Bresilyk (landfall)
Situation: Tu Vishan makes landfall at the winterbound republic of Bresilyk!
Warnings/Rating: Please include warnings in comment subject lines
OOC Post | Approved Items | Special Gifts
Aihsohlow | Phorezton | Markutte | Countryside
The starting point of landfall and the smallest port of importance in all the republic. All visitors will have a fish mark stamped on their tin visa if they are granted access here. The homes here are sturdy and built to withstand the harsh sea winds, though the dome has rendered their sturdiness largely irrelevant as the years pass. Fish represent the primary theme of food, with preserved and smoked renditions a commodity often sent for trade to others towns. Local authorities will ask for the tin card visa of each visitor upon first sight, verifying the information with some scrutiny before handing it back and allowing them to continue onwards. There are some auctions held here, with the items obtained often showing signs of recovery from the ocean floor by diving parties in search of fish to net.
Customs | Settlement | Auctions | Harvest Haul | Other
Date: December 3 - 11, 2013
Location: Aihsohlow, Bresilyk (landfall)
Situation: Tu Vishan makes landfall at the winterbound republic of Bresilyk!
Warnings/Rating: Please include warnings in comment subject lines
Aihsohlow | Phorezton | Markutte | Countryside
The starting point of landfall and the smallest port of importance in all the republic. All visitors will have a fish mark stamped on their tin visa if they are granted access here. The homes here are sturdy and built to withstand the harsh sea winds, though the dome has rendered their sturdiness largely irrelevant as the years pass. Fish represent the primary theme of food, with preserved and smoked renditions a commodity often sent for trade to others towns. Local authorities will ask for the tin card visa of each visitor upon first sight, verifying the information with some scrutiny before handing it back and allowing them to continue onwards. There are some auctions held here, with the items obtained often showing signs of recovery from the ocean floor by diving parties in search of fish to net.
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With a giddy grin, she floats into a small curtsey before taking his hand.] It's alright, there's nothing to be nervous about, monsieur.
Are you from France? I've always wanted to go to Paris.
[Conversation while dancing with Elizabeth. It's all about Paris. Always. Paris.]
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Yes. [He pauses, and then, because he recalls that one must be specific in this world, helpfully adds,] I am from the Paris of 1832.
[A gulp, then, as he rests an arm on the small of her back, the other one raising her hand in his. He's never been good at dancing but he determinedly takes the lead, his movements rather stiff and awkward. At least he has yet to tread all over her toes.]
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She gapes at him.] No! If you're from- Did you hear about the June 5th Rebellion? You must have! Such a tragedy. [She shakes her head, letting him lead her, keeping a safe distance between the two of them. He seems awkward and hesitant, and she doesn't want to ruin her budding friendship with the Parisian by crowding him.]</small. Oh- forgive me, where are my manners? I haven't introduced myself. I'm Elizabeth.
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Marius Pontmercy, mademoiselle. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance.
[Now that we've got that out of the way...]
Y-You know of the barricades of June? Truly? [He looks incredulous, but it is simply because he had never conceived of any person remembering it beyond those who have survived and the loved ones of those deceased. Unless she had been one of those, or from a time close to his...?]
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But still. Marius. Pontmercy.
She nods eagerly, still holding him in a dancing pose.] It's so wonderful to make your acquaintance, monsieur Pontmercy.
I do. I read about them. [Not a lie. If pressed, she'll tell him it was a history book.] And you were there, weren't you? You don't have to tell me anything, if it's too difficult. [Tell her everything. Be her new best friend.] Just because you look so shocked. I don't want to upset you.
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He realizes then that he's stopped, so with a faint blush of the cheeks he awkwardly resumes their dance, almost tripping in the process. Dear Lord, he will never be any less terrible at this.
He shakes his head, both in response to her and to force away the embarrassment.]
I-I am not upset; it is nothing to worry yourself over. [His eyes are still bulging with incredulity though, whe he continues with,] We are in history books?
[He wonders what the historians had written about them. Were the barricades a tragedy? An act of heroism? A folly of mostly rich, young students playing war games with the plight of the less fortunate?]
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She says nothing as he works on returning them to the dance. That would be cruel. And this is Marius, she has a strange understanding of how he works. Y'know, given reading this huge-ass book a few times over.]
If you insist. [Yeah. History books. Tooootally history books.] You are. Such a tragedy, what happened... Heroic, but that doesn't make it any less tragic. [Poorly planned and executed. But so much death was never not a tragedy. It was a slaughter, in the end. From the man in the attic to the shots fired through the floor. She shivered just thinking about it.]
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Except he does feel a sudden panic, an abrupt speeding up of his heartbeat, and he squeezes his eyes shut and jerks his head abruptly to one side to yank himself back to the present. He looks mildly apologetic when he opens his eyes and meets hers again, but he decides not to say anything on the matter; perhaps she would think it was only an odd mannerism.
In any case, if she had read it in her history books, then France must exist in her world. He looks eager and much interested now as he asks,]
Would you know, mademoiselle, what Paris is like in your time?
[He wants to further ask if the Luxemborg is still there, or the Rue Plumet, if the meadow of the lark still exists, but he finds himself tongue-tied simply recalling them and their connected memories to Cosette.]
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And now she gets to talk about Paris. Her favorite subject.]
Oh, it's beautiful! I've never been, but I've seen pictures [Kinda] and I've always wanted to go. There's a huge tower now, made out of steel, the Eiffel Tower. It's become a huge symbol of France and Paris. You would love Paris as it is in my time, I'm sure of it.
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Oh, that is a delight to hear. [The conversation seems to be coming more easier for him now; the dance less so, as he almost, almost collides into the couple next to them. It appears that he has not noticed his almost-blunder, however, as he continues with,] Do you perhaps own a picture of the Eiffel Tower? I believe many of my friends will find it most interesting.
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I don't, but I could paint you one! I've painted it so many times- I'd love to do one specifically for you and your friends. [Friends! Then she has to ask...] were they there, too?
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[And that is as far as he will go in mentioning the barricades; he does not wish to startle her with any further odd actions from himself.] S-Some have come to Keeliai: Courfeyrac and Combeferre and Jean Prouvaire and Enjolras. And recently, Joly and Boussuet.
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Time to make more friends with fictional characters.]
Then you have company! I would love to meet these brave friends of yours!
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They will be pleased to make your acquaintance, I am certain. [Especially Courfeyrac, Joly, and Bossuet, if he were to be frank.] And—Oh! There is also Eponine: She is from Paris, as well.
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You have quite the band here! It must be great, to have so many friends.
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But oh! He had been speaking of himself at length; that is hardly fair for her. So he asks, with well-bred politeness,]
Do you have friends here, mademoiselle?
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Of course I do! The first friends I've ever had. Well, other than Booker, or Songbird- but Booker's here with me.
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There's a slight head-tilt to one side.]
Booker?
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