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tushanshu_logs2013-04-27 07:37 pm
ironwood) wrote in tushanshu_logs2013-04-27 07:37 pm
Entry tags:
open audience
Characters: The Ironwood Emperor and anyone who came to speak with her!
Date: March 30th.
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 room itself is almost eerily silent. No noise, no echoes. No one and nothing vaguely human, excepting the Emperor herself, who is practising (with no small amount of skill) with a sword at the far end of the chamber. It's a long walk to her, and she's disinclined to make the journey less tedious to those that come calling on her presence.
The 'audience' is an open one, and no one will be turned away. So come one, come all, to the Palace of Landed Sky.
[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!]
Date: March 30th.
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 room itself is almost eerily silent. No noise, no echoes. No one and nothing vaguely human, excepting the Emperor herself, who is practising (with no small amount of skill) with a sword at the far end of the chamber. It's a long walk to her, and she's disinclined to make the journey less tedious to those that come calling on her presence.
The 'audience' is an open one, and no one will be turned away. So come one, come all, to the Palace of Landed Sky.
[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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Jack transferred his staff from one hand to the other, a nervous gesture. "And I wanted to ask about a change to the rationing, if it's going back into effect."
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"Ask."
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It's not a no, but she's definitely not enamoured of the idea. If he wants to convince her, he'll have to do a better job than that.
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He was careful to keep his responses factual, as opposed to his opinions which had caused such a blowback on him.
"But if you need a different reason, I think it would help the Foreigners trust you a little more. It would give them something visible to see."
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She performs another set of moves, simple and elegant, and when she finishes her sword is levelled in Jack's direction.
"Or are you asking so that you can play hero?"
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"But I think it'd make things easier for you, when you do need us to do... whatever it was you brought us here for."
His gaze rests on the point of the sword for a moment before returning to meet Eshai's eyes. "Anyone who really knows me wouldn't hesitate to tell you I'm no hero. I don't care if you do it anonymously, or say it was your idea and take credit, whatever you want and I won't say anything differently."
He takes a breath, holds it for a moment and lets it out slowly. "And I'll owe you. I don't know how much that's worth, probably nothing, but I keep my word when I give it."
apparently I can't pick a tense. #bestriter
lmao I didn't even notice #bestreader
He hesitated for a moment as though silently debating something else, then seemed to decide against it and grasped for something that seemed appropriate to end the conversation with. "May I be excused?"
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