[log] same old love [open]

[haillenarte]

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.

Comments

[rubikscomplex]

I am certain you're a luddite. And an idiot.

[He tenses when Merlwyb locks eyes and shifts. His hand goes down to the mallet that's still in his lap. In spite of himself, House is only human, and he's been beaten and murdered enough times to have that reflex there. His tone is still mocking when he replies.]

So you're a biter? Kinky. Not my speed, though. One too many hickeys from a vampire.

[silverfuller]

I could always loom ominously over your shoulder like a Dravanian until you agree to remove these images.

[He waves the tablet.]

[bloodbrine]

[ Not saying anything, really. She doesn't need to - that unblinking stare says enough about the current state of her mood.

House, darling, you really shouldn't bait the proverbial bear (shark?) to see it dance. This one has the means to kill from great distance with unnerving accuracy. ]

[rubikscomplex]

[House is a little scared, but that just means it's time to double-down.]

Aww... you're just looking for an excuse to hang out with me, aren't you? That's so sweet. I know we're pals, but I don't feel like that about you, bro. Now her? Hot damn, look at that death glare. Have you ever seen anything sexier?

[silverfuller]

[It's like dealing with an unruly child. Haurchefant places a hand on his hip.]

If I must hug you to convince you to acquiesce to my demands then I shall.

[bloodbrine]

[ Keep running that big mouth of yours, friendo. The only reason she hasn't snapped you in half already is because there are witnesses.

Points at eyes, points at u (Proverbially)...]

[rubikscomplex]

I'm not actually made of spite and rage. I don't break under hugs.

[He doesn't like them and he doesn't want them and he may be subtly wedging himself more firmly into his corner on the ground, but these things are irrelevant. YOU CAN'T CONTROL HIM, HAURCHEFANT. He is a wild and unbroken stallion!]