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ɪʀᴏɴᴡᴏᴏᴅ ᴇᴍᴘᴇʀᴏʀ ᴇsʜᴀɪ ([personal profile] ironwood) wrote in [community profile] tushanshu_logs2013-12-03 12:28 pm

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
iguanasolution: (11)

[personal profile] iguanasolution 2014-01-19 09:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[A scowl because he doesn't even now how to reply to that, so he doesn't.

Sometimes it feels like him and Leo aren't even speaking the same language... he wonders if the fact that Leo's so smart that his mind must be rushing has something to do with it, maybe he's just not fast enough to catch up with Leo.
But he understands Annabeth just fine.

So he walks towards the hill Leo points out, grabbing the totally-man-leggings as he makes signals for Leo to warn him if someone approaches.
]
fotia: (IT WAS ALWAYS BURNING)

[personal profile] fotia 2014-01-31 05:06 am (UTC)(link)
[Leo nods and turns his back on the hill to give Frank some privacy, whistling a random tune—it's probably dubstep in whistle form, if Frank listens really closely—and swaying on the soles of his feet. After a considerable amount of time has passed (10 seconds—he's not really giving Frank a lot of time, is he) he calls out, without glancing behind,]

You done, bro? Feel any more protected?
Edited 2014-01-31 05:06 (UTC)
iguanasolution: (1)

[personal profile] iguanasolution 2014-02-02 09:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[A ball of snow flies from when Frank is changing straight to Leo's head. Shut the hell up.

But he does come up a few moments later, the leggings... well. Shining bright like a diamond. Frank looks up at Leo with a ????? expression because this isn't what he had signed up for. Vanessa had already shined but he'd thought it was her, and not the leggings.
]
fotia: (WE DIDN'T START THE FIRE)

[personal profile] fotia 2014-02-05 04:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[WOW. W O W. Leo ducks but doesn't miss it completely—the snowball chips off from where it hits his ear, white flakes nesting themselves in one side of his hair.]

You missed! [he says anyway.

And when Frank steps out Leo could only stare. Stare, for a long, long while. Okay first off, the leggings were not shining just a while ago and secondly, holy Tartarus's tits Frank you look ridiculous.

But Leo isn't going to laugh. Nope, not even when his face is turning red. Not even when his cheeks are puffing and he feels his diaphragm rising with suppressed guffaws. He is not going to laugh.

...Yep, he is totally laughing right now.]