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tushanshu_logs2015-03-02 01:42 pm
denyamenti) wrote in tushanshu_logs2015-03-02 01:42 pm
[OPEN] I hear them still...
Characters: Bakura / Jack Frost / Stork
Date: March catch-all log
Location: Various around Keeliai.
Situation: Assorted run ins. Open starters in the log, closed starters in the comments. Or add your own!
Warnings/Rating: Add warnings if needed in subject headers.
A. [BAKURA] JADE SCHOOL OF KUNG FU DOJO - WOOD SECTOR
He hasn't made a big deal of it, but the dojo has been put back to rights and thoroughly cleaned up over the course of the last month. He's solved the heating problem, purchased replacements for the mats and panels which weren't salvageable (coincidentally, reports of juulan theft in certain sectors had gone up, particularly in public places where it had been pickpocketed). He'd moderately refurbished the sparse living quarters in the back, allowing him to cease renting the small unit in Fire and live at the dojo instead, which was preferable for privacy anyway.
There was no grand opening or announcement made, but when curious once-regular patrons came curiously around, having noted the freshened state of the exterior, Bakura just shrugged and let them have the practice time they requested. When they started leaving payments for the time spent in the small anteroom that doubled as an office between the main dojo floor and the back living quarters, he certainly didn't stop them.
(Equally coincidentally, the number of juulan thefts started going back down.)
B. [BAKURA] MARKET - FIRE SECTOR
With the brutal cold snap finally breaking, Bakura was less loathe to spend any time outside, and had resumed his typical habit of walking the public areas of Keeliai. The Fire Sector was still the most familiar to him, having lived there when housing was still assigned, and the atmosphere suited him. Yet more often than not, his steps were aimless, and he spent more time watching the kedan going about their lives than doing anything of note for himself; it was hard not to feel disconnected from everything now. For those who did for some reason engage him in conversation for whatever reason, found him alert but listless, as if the motions of daily life were a tedious obligation.
C. [JACK] WELCOME CENTER - CENTRAL SECTOR
The Welcome Center had officially reopened, and Jack was proud of the way they'd been able to put it back together. It had taken volunteers, to whom the spirit was grateful for the help, and the lack of harassment by his kedanese neighbours (of which there were many, given that the Center was in the hear of the commercial district of Central). Two consoles, installed by the Metalworkers, were in a bank along the one wall, and there was a holder for pamphlets and maps on the other. There was also a noticeboard for both paper posting and a chalkboard side, for leaving messages.
At the moment, the spirit was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the floor, pondering over how he was going to put up additional "check points" throughout the various sectors, to lead new arrivals to the Center if they happened to appear in other parts of Keeliai -- which was looking more and more like the standard. At Jack's side is a map of the city and surrounding area, with coloured dots added to it, corresponding to where he'd been told people had arrived recently.
D. [JACK] VARIOUS - WATER SECTOR
As things began to thaw, Jack fretted constantly over the state of the canals in the Water Sector, though for very different reasons than the Woodsmen seemed to be concerned about them. At first he went to every one of them, using his magic to keep the ice thick and dense, as the upswing in temperature actually lured more kedan onto the slippery surface. He was distracted for the first week of the month, constantly zipping on a strong breeze overhead, surveying the ice surface with an expert eye, searching for any thin spots or weaknesses.
When the weather seemed to be on a steady track toward warming, he decided that was enough sign, and started forcefully breaking up the icepacks in the canals so that they couldn't be skated on at all. He got more than a few unhappy complaints about the loss of seasonal entertainment, but he bore the chastisements with rueful grace that only a few people who knew him well would have seen through as genuine unease.
Once the canals were no longer a concern for ice however, they started becoming a problem around the city for other reasons. Flooding started small, but quickly became more of an ongoing problem. The Winter Spirit switched tracks again, freezing gathered pools of water inside people's houses so it could be broken up into chunks of ice and carted out before it caused more damage.
E. [STORK] VARIOUS - METAL SECTOR
Stork has decided that the best way to acclimate himself to this strange city is to build something, which means he's been creeping around the Metalworker's properties, literally going through their trash and fishing out all sorts of discarded odds and bobs. It isn't clear from the scrap he's gathered what he's trying to build just yet, but he's obviously stopped to assemble a few little gadgets along the way. A couple of them are clicking away merrily on sprockets on the ground, while presently Stork has his head inside a scrap bin, three-toed feet lifted slightly to reach something near the bottom.
"Oh, this looks promising..."
F. [STORK] CANALS - WATER SECTOR
Stork has a small crowd of people gathered around him, but he's barring the way to one of the Water Sector canals with both arms. He's also pretty loud, and his antics are drawing more people to come and stare at the obviously addled Foreigner.
"Stay back! The water in the canals is contaminated with Tunurian fire fungus! One swallow and you'll start growing hairy pustules on your insides! If you get anywhere near open flame, you'll explode!"
There are some jeers from the kedan, because that's the most ludicrous thing they've ever heard (and they've heard some good ones), and some of them are tired of having their path blocked and shove the Merb to the side.
"H-Hey!"
Date: March catch-all log
Location: Various around Keeliai.
Situation: Assorted run ins. Open starters in the log, closed starters in the comments. Or add your own!
Warnings/Rating: Add warnings if needed in subject headers.
A. [BAKURA] JADE SCHOOL OF KUNG FU DOJO - WOOD SECTOR
He hasn't made a big deal of it, but the dojo has been put back to rights and thoroughly cleaned up over the course of the last month. He's solved the heating problem, purchased replacements for the mats and panels which weren't salvageable (coincidentally, reports of juulan theft in certain sectors had gone up, particularly in public places where it had been pickpocketed). He'd moderately refurbished the sparse living quarters in the back, allowing him to cease renting the small unit in Fire and live at the dojo instead, which was preferable for privacy anyway.
There was no grand opening or announcement made, but when curious once-regular patrons came curiously around, having noted the freshened state of the exterior, Bakura just shrugged and let them have the practice time they requested. When they started leaving payments for the time spent in the small anteroom that doubled as an office between the main dojo floor and the back living quarters, he certainly didn't stop them.
(Equally coincidentally, the number of juulan thefts started going back down.)
B. [BAKURA] MARKET - FIRE SECTOR
With the brutal cold snap finally breaking, Bakura was less loathe to spend any time outside, and had resumed his typical habit of walking the public areas of Keeliai. The Fire Sector was still the most familiar to him, having lived there when housing was still assigned, and the atmosphere suited him. Yet more often than not, his steps were aimless, and he spent more time watching the kedan going about their lives than doing anything of note for himself; it was hard not to feel disconnected from everything now. For those who did for some reason engage him in conversation for whatever reason, found him alert but listless, as if the motions of daily life were a tedious obligation.
C. [JACK] WELCOME CENTER - CENTRAL SECTOR
The Welcome Center had officially reopened, and Jack was proud of the way they'd been able to put it back together. It had taken volunteers, to whom the spirit was grateful for the help, and the lack of harassment by his kedanese neighbours (of which there were many, given that the Center was in the hear of the commercial district of Central). Two consoles, installed by the Metalworkers, were in a bank along the one wall, and there was a holder for pamphlets and maps on the other. There was also a noticeboard for both paper posting and a chalkboard side, for leaving messages.
At the moment, the spirit was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the floor, pondering over how he was going to put up additional "check points" throughout the various sectors, to lead new arrivals to the Center if they happened to appear in other parts of Keeliai -- which was looking more and more like the standard. At Jack's side is a map of the city and surrounding area, with coloured dots added to it, corresponding to where he'd been told people had arrived recently.
D. [JACK] VARIOUS - WATER SECTOR
As things began to thaw, Jack fretted constantly over the state of the canals in the Water Sector, though for very different reasons than the Woodsmen seemed to be concerned about them. At first he went to every one of them, using his magic to keep the ice thick and dense, as the upswing in temperature actually lured more kedan onto the slippery surface. He was distracted for the first week of the month, constantly zipping on a strong breeze overhead, surveying the ice surface with an expert eye, searching for any thin spots or weaknesses.
When the weather seemed to be on a steady track toward warming, he decided that was enough sign, and started forcefully breaking up the icepacks in the canals so that they couldn't be skated on at all. He got more than a few unhappy complaints about the loss of seasonal entertainment, but he bore the chastisements with rueful grace that only a few people who knew him well would have seen through as genuine unease.
Once the canals were no longer a concern for ice however, they started becoming a problem around the city for other reasons. Flooding started small, but quickly became more of an ongoing problem. The Winter Spirit switched tracks again, freezing gathered pools of water inside people's houses so it could be broken up into chunks of ice and carted out before it caused more damage.
E. [STORK] VARIOUS - METAL SECTOR
Stork has decided that the best way to acclimate himself to this strange city is to build something, which means he's been creeping around the Metalworker's properties, literally going through their trash and fishing out all sorts of discarded odds and bobs. It isn't clear from the scrap he's gathered what he's trying to build just yet, but he's obviously stopped to assemble a few little gadgets along the way. A couple of them are clicking away merrily on sprockets on the ground, while presently Stork has his head inside a scrap bin, three-toed feet lifted slightly to reach something near the bottom.
"Oh, this looks promising..."
F. [STORK] CANALS - WATER SECTOR
Stork has a small crowd of people gathered around him, but he's barring the way to one of the Water Sector canals with both arms. He's also pretty loud, and his antics are drawing more people to come and stare at the obviously addled Foreigner.
"Stay back! The water in the canals is contaminated with Tunurian fire fungus! One swallow and you'll start growing hairy pustules on your insides! If you get anywhere near open flame, you'll explode!"
There are some jeers from the kedan, because that's the most ludicrous thing they've ever heard (and they've heard some good ones), and some of them are tired of having their path blocked and shove the Merb to the side.
"H-Hey!"
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The latter did net him a mildly cross look, as he knew very well he had forgotten to specify. "Both, then," Raine said, with a little sigh. She considered that there were levels on which he knew Solomon that she likely could not approach, and that her brother was talkative and Bakura was observant, and concluded that Bakura probably knew what he was talking about. "I... suppose you're right."
She had no intention of doing without either, so they would both simply have to get along one way or another. Perhaps she could worry less.
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And if she spotted something particularly nice that Genis might like, well, that would be an incidental benefit; it was approaching the day they'd always celebrated his birth, anyway.