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snowblindrpg2016-08-29 09:28 pm
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[log] same old love [open]
Characters: Aymeric de Borel, Estinien Wyrmblood, Francel de Haillenarte, Haurchefant Greystone, Merlwyb Bloefhiswyn, and any others in the area!
Location Building 124, Building 189
Date: Day 150, Day 151
Summary: Somehow about twenty percent of Norfinbury's population manages to stay in the same buildings at the same time despite an utter lack of coordination. Also, hungry elves are fed.
Warnings: House being House; Aymeric doing questionable things.
124: This house, covered in snow, is dark and cold, but better than outside. The snow presses in on the windows and makes the roof creak and groan whenever it shifts, but it seems to be holding up alright. It's a standard, single-story house with a living room, single bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, and dining room. The bedframe has been taken apart, and its pieces arranged neatly from largest to smallest on the floor. The house is sparsely furnished, unfortunately with mostly metal. There's a back door leading off into darkness, but it isn't locked.
189: A single bedroom apartment. It's seen better days, but the door locks up at night. The window is sealed shut, with snow packed in on he other side allowing no light in. It's pitch black at night, but there is a couch to sleep on, even if the bed only has its frame. The bathroom has a toilet and shower--the shower doesn't work, but the toilet does.
Location Building 124, Building 189
Date: Day 150, Day 151
Summary: Somehow about twenty percent of Norfinbury's population manages to stay in the same buildings at the same time despite an utter lack of coordination. Also, hungry elves are fed.
Warnings: House being House; Aymeric doing questionable things.
124: This house, covered in snow, is dark and cold, but better than outside. The snow presses in on the windows and makes the roof creak and groan whenever it shifts, but it seems to be holding up alright. It's a standard, single-story house with a living room, single bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, and dining room. The bedframe has been taken apart, and its pieces arranged neatly from largest to smallest on the floor. The house is sparsely furnished, unfortunately with mostly metal. There's a back door leading off into darkness, but it isn't locked.
189: A single bedroom apartment. It's seen better days, but the door locks up at night. The window is sealed shut, with snow packed in on he other side allowing no light in. It's pitch black at night, but there is a couch to sleep on, even if the bed only has its frame. The bathroom has a toilet and shower--the shower doesn't work, but the toilet does.
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[He chuckles.]
My dear friend seems to have taken a shining to you. Do try not to, ah....be yourself overmuch.
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[You're the outliers, you freakishly tall people.]
And which 'dear friend' is that? The one who wants to beat me to a pulp or the musical one?
[Not that it matters, but he'd like to know if they're going for a euphemistic term for Merlwyb or Francypants.]
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He would not harm you.
[He sighs.]
Who have you angered now? Or have you continued to vex the Admiral?
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Vexing the Admiral's fun. And now I don't have to give away my cigarettes. Totally snapping pics and posting them for everyone to see what a hot babe she is.
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[He sighs.]
You must stop making such a habit of forming enemies where there needn't be any.
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[He shrugs noncommittally. Although he has been moderately less confrontational (as far as House is concerned) since Wilson's arrival.]
She can't take a joke, she needs to pull the stick out of her ass and deal with it.
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[He offers a playful smirk.]
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She better put a condom on that thing if that's what she's doing. I never go bareback with dragoon lances.
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[He places a hand on House's shoulder.]
There are times apologizing takes more strength than wielding a sword. For you, I believe this is one of those times.
[Apologies don't seem to come naturally to House.]
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Lucky for me, I don't wield swords or apologize.
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[His brow furrows.]
You already die more often than anyone else here. A time may come where the Administrator decides you are no longer worth the effort to bring back.
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It doesn't.
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[He shakes his head.]
But while we yet live we have a chance at finding escape. Would you rather perish here or die in some distant time back home with your colleagues?
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And in case you and anyone else who's got their 'heroic pep talk' ready didn't notice, I'm working to escape anyway. There's nothing else to do in this goddamn maze.
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When our time here comes to its end my life will end with it. The Tale of Haurchefant Greystone is over. I accept this and have since the day I arrived in this gods forsaken place.
[He makes a small gesture with one hand.]
I ask only that you work toward escape while protecting yourself. Risking life and throwing it away are two different things.
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[But his eyes to track over in Wilson's direction, wherever that might be, in spite of himself.]
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But others do need you to protect yourself.
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[He goes back to bristling, jerking his attention back to the tablet.]
You're a hypocrite.
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I give my life to save others. Can you claim that you do the same?
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[When he'd... chosen anything, really. That had been all of one out of four times so far. They'd known there was the possibility the first time at the morgue, but no one had been sure.]
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