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tushanshu_logs2016-04-11 02:03 am
irishthor) wrote in tushanshu_logs2016-04-11 02:03 am
Actually doing a catch-all for once...
Characters: Shay Cormac (irishthor), Adrian Fletcher (holbydelboy), Vincent Moore (sadisticmoose)
Date: April
Location: Everywhere
Situation: Catch-all or April. Specific situations below.
Warnings/Rating: None expected, warnings in thread headers
A. [Fletch] Water Sector | April | OPEN
So, Fletch has been having a pretty miserable time lately. Since his involvement in Milyn's death, the kedan have either been avoiding him or, in the case of the Snakes, outright verbally harrassing him. Whilst he can take a lot of it on the chin, it is starting to wear him down a bit. Hence, he finds himself in one of the bars in the Water Sector whenever he's not working at either the guild or the hotel.
He's sat at a table in the corner, phone in one hand, drink in the other, and sliding through photos on his phone; some of his kids, others of his coworkers, and other random stuff, such as memes downloaded from Facebook, etc.
Oh, and he looks miserable.
B. [Shay] Midnight Hotel | Early April | Locked to Leonardo Watch
Shay had some apologies to make. The first being the completely innocent Foreigner that got wrapped up in his delusion. So, after he's made a complete recovery, that's the first thing on his mind to sort out. He found out which room Leo is staying in, pausing in front of the door, before raising his fist to knock.
C. [Shay] Earth Sector | Early April | Locked to Arno Dorian
Another on his apology list was Arno. He can't quite remember what he said during the height of his Dust trip, but... he knows it was something awful, something an apology probably couldn't remedy. That's why, instead of seeking the Assassin out, Shay offered an invitation. A public meeting place, one of the cafés in the Earth sector. He was even (mostly) unarmed, only having his hidden blades as a precaution.
D. [Vincent] Midnight Hotel | April | OPEN
Vincent Moore was back. Whether that was a good thing was to be decided, and, luckily, he had a distraction for that.
He's hobbling into the Common Area on crutches, left leg in a cast, and dressings covering his arms. He refused magical healing for a reason, and that reason was that the pain kept him grounded. Whether it was because of the pain, or the fact he's been here before, he seems a lot more lucid and together than the man who basically spent two weeks in his room.
He makes his way over to a table, gently lowering himself into the chair, before pulling out his phone and a notebook. Might as well get some work done. He was planning on transcribing some of the designs stored on his phone to his notebook... just in case.
E. [Fletch] Cherrywood Clinic / Healer's Guild | Early April / Throughout the month | OPEN
It had taken a while to work up the courage to visit here. The kedan weren't exactly happy with Milyn's death, after all, and Fletch wasn't exactly a golden child. Still, Milyn had told him of something very important; The method by which she helps revive Foreigners who have died in Keelial. Specifically, of some research into the subject.
It takes a while, but he manages to sweet-talk the name "Xuiyu" out of the gang-members guarding. Rather than risk any further backlash, Fletch decides to take it directly to the head of the Metalworkers herself. Again, it takes a few hours of Fletch pitching his cause, and even longer for Xuiyu to decide, before he's allowed into the clinic with an escort.
Knowing exactly where the book that contains Milyn's research is held, Fletch can soon be seen leaving his guards at the front of the clinic, book tucked under one arm, and seeming to be in a hurry to get somewhere.
For the rest of the month, Fletch can be found spending as much free time in the guild, reading and translating the shorthand of the book, as well as sourcing the ingredients needed for the process of reviving the dead.
More options to come as ideas form.
irishthor), Adrian Fletcher (holbydelboy), Vincent Moore (sadisticmoose)Date: April
Location: Everywhere
Situation: Catch-all or April. Specific situations below.
Warnings/Rating: None expected, warnings in thread headers
A. [Fletch] Water Sector | April | OPEN
So, Fletch has been having a pretty miserable time lately. Since his involvement in Milyn's death, the kedan have either been avoiding him or, in the case of the Snakes, outright verbally harrassing him. Whilst he can take a lot of it on the chin, it is starting to wear him down a bit. Hence, he finds himself in one of the bars in the Water Sector whenever he's not working at either the guild or the hotel.
He's sat at a table in the corner, phone in one hand, drink in the other, and sliding through photos on his phone; some of his kids, others of his coworkers, and other random stuff, such as memes downloaded from Facebook, etc.
Oh, and he looks miserable.
B. [Shay] Midnight Hotel | Early April | Locked to Leonardo Watch
Shay had some apologies to make. The first being the completely innocent Foreigner that got wrapped up in his delusion. So, after he's made a complete recovery, that's the first thing on his mind to sort out. He found out which room Leo is staying in, pausing in front of the door, before raising his fist to knock.
C. [Shay] Earth Sector | Early April | Locked to Arno Dorian
Another on his apology list was Arno. He can't quite remember what he said during the height of his Dust trip, but... he knows it was something awful, something an apology probably couldn't remedy. That's why, instead of seeking the Assassin out, Shay offered an invitation. A public meeting place, one of the cafés in the Earth sector. He was even (mostly) unarmed, only having his hidden blades as a precaution.
D. [Vincent] Midnight Hotel | April | OPEN
Vincent Moore was back. Whether that was a good thing was to be decided, and, luckily, he had a distraction for that.
He's hobbling into the Common Area on crutches, left leg in a cast, and dressings covering his arms. He refused magical healing for a reason, and that reason was that the pain kept him grounded. Whether it was because of the pain, or the fact he's been here before, he seems a lot more lucid and together than the man who basically spent two weeks in his room.
He makes his way over to a table, gently lowering himself into the chair, before pulling out his phone and a notebook. Might as well get some work done. He was planning on transcribing some of the designs stored on his phone to his notebook... just in case.
E. [Fletch] Cherrywood Clinic / Healer's Guild | Early April / Throughout the month | OPEN
It had taken a while to work up the courage to visit here. The kedan weren't exactly happy with Milyn's death, after all, and Fletch wasn't exactly a golden child. Still, Milyn had told him of something very important; The method by which she helps revive Foreigners who have died in Keelial. Specifically, of some research into the subject.
It takes a while, but he manages to sweet-talk the name "Xuiyu" out of the gang-members guarding. Rather than risk any further backlash, Fletch decides to take it directly to the head of the Metalworkers herself. Again, it takes a few hours of Fletch pitching his cause, and even longer for Xuiyu to decide, before he's allowed into the clinic with an escort.
Knowing exactly where the book that contains Milyn's research is held, Fletch can soon be seen leaving his guards at the front of the clinic, book tucked under one arm, and seeming to be in a hurry to get somewhere.
For the rest of the month, Fletch can be found spending as much free time in the guild, reading and translating the shorthand of the book, as well as sourcing the ingredients needed for the process of reviving the dead.
More options to come as ideas form.
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"I think it would be rather uncharitable and unfair to do otherwise." he says, and is about to try directing Shay's attention back, when the other man turns his head again. He smiles slightly, appreciating the effort that it takes. Meeting someone's eyes in a situation like this is never easy, is it? Arno knows that better than many people.
"Would you like for me to tell you some of it? The parts that I know may have had some impact or do you prefer not knowing?" He wonders, leaning forward a little. "Regardless of what it was, of course, I think you're on a right path now. I do accept. And I was worried. You did rather terrify several of us, Shay. And at least in one case, that wasn't only for ourselves."
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His throat is dry, he tries clearing it, and his mind of thoughts of what he could do.
"I aim to apologise to everyone I accosted during my... leave of senses. I should have been stronger."
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As for what Shay COULD do...that's a concern, yes, but also because of what Shay could do to HIMSELF. Not that Arno quite knows how to phrase that, though his eyes narrow at the last there.
"I believe you were drugged, Shay. I don't exactly see how you might have been strong against that."