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Ð ([personal profile] damnpire) wrote in [community profile] logs2022-11-03 11:36 am

d | a november catchall

WHO: d & others
WHERE: stygia mostly probably
WHEN: nov.
WHAT: general meetups, notice board things, etc.
WARNINGS: me freezing spoon's comment so i can laugh every time i see it, reference to csa (laurent), snake imagery (augustine)

OOC plotting post
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[personal profile] craters 2022-11-14 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
you, sir, are goddamn infuriating. sakura blows out a breath, but joins him in standing, not quite sure what to do with her hands.

infuriating, yes, but there's something about his kindness that threatens to drown her in the ocean of it all. kindness isn't inherent. it's learned, and often through great hardship — it takes work, to exist, to live, and be kind when the world (every world, she thinks, not just her own) is at its core an uncaring place, chaos wrapped in cruelty. it's up to people to make it better. sometimes they do, and sometimes they fail.

she looks at him a long moment, and then reaches up to straighten his hat just a touch.


I'm sorry for the misunderstanding. But I want you to know, your company would never be a hardship. then, aiming for a bit of levity — Even if sometimes I really want to throw you in the bay.
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[personal profile] craters 2022-11-14 03:59 am (UTC)(link)
for now, the bay is Pending.

it pends.

ominously.


Who says I'd fish you out?

obviously she would, but that's said with a trace of the mischievousness missing from the main bulk of their alarmingly fraught conversation this evening.

she even loops her arm in his, and guides him out.


Give me a few days and I'll have that plasma replica for you. After that we just need the lab equipment, that should be easy enough.

local woman, 19½, unfortunately lacking the gift of foresight doesn't realize that in a scant few days she's going to be punching guards in an underground jail... but that's neither here nor there.
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[personal profile] craters 2022-11-15 12:15 am (UTC)(link)
Okay.

they reach the limits of her little territory, and she stops at the threshold of the canvas tent like... well, like a vampire who hasn't been given leave to cross.

Don't be a stranger, okay?