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multiversallogs2012-04-14 06:15 pm
baedalites) wrote in multiversallogs2012-04-14 06:15 pm
Entry tags:
- @ mog hill,
- @ mog hill: apache,
- ava lockhart,
- benevenuta crispo,
- benji ryans,
- charles xavier,
- clarice "blink" ferguson,
- deacon frost,
- hal yorke,
- hasibe ozcelik,
- hellboy,
- ilde decima,
- irene adler,
- ivan,
- jae-hyun kim,
- jaime lannister,
- james t. kirk,
- john mitchell,
- kalinda sharma,
- lea bit eshtazin,
- lucius malfoy (sr),
- lyla tzigano,
- odessa wander,
- penelope lane,
- rachel conway,
- raylan givens,
- sally owens,
- sharon "boomer" valerii,
- solomon koenig,
- steve rogers,
- wolfgang einhorn,
- xas,
- { logan,
- } alan shore,
- } alter ego,
- } ana lewis,
- } angela montenegro,
- } barbara gordon,
- } brian stuart,
- } charity burbage,
- } cindy,
- } garrus vakarian,
- } gillian owens,
- } hamilton fish,
- } hermione granger,
- } jane shepard,
- } kate bishop,
- } kiden nixon,
- } laura kinney,
- } marty williams,
- } mycroft holmes,
- } olivia dunham,
- } philomena flores,
- } rex lewis,
- } sebastian lemat,
- } sherlock holmes,
- } stark,
- } stephanie brown,
- } tatiana caban
Noli equi dentes inspicere donati.
Who: EVERYONE.
What: Swap meet.
Where: The Apache and surrounding environs.
When: Sukkardi the 14th of Haneden
Notes:Warnings: None yet. Please put warnings up on individual threads.
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The Apache is much the same as it always is: dimly lit, with the jukebox playing in the background, and the bartender serving whatever's on tap.
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"Oh, no, go ahead," he says, handing the gun over carefully. "It -- came loaded, but ah, I wasn't going to carry a live weapon on the train." Especially one he can't control. He holds up a small box he brought with him, presumably containing the ammunition.
It's not actually illegal to own a weapon in Baedal, they're just hard to come by, and he imagines it's a lot more socially acceptable with what Hellboy does for a living.
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Given how long it's been missing, it may be unsurprising that it takes him a moment to fully settle the grip into his hand. Once that moment passes, though, his movements are sure and well-practiced as checks the gun over for all those little tell-tales that would mark it as his. The way the top-break mechanism opens up, the clicking of the cylinders, the alignment of the barrel and sights, even the length of knotted cord tied to the lanyard ring on the bottom of the grip, all get a critical eye before he smoothly slides the gun into the large, long-empty holster on his belt.
"You know, I think I dreamed about having this gun again, a few weeks ago." A very strange dream, thanks a lot, Benji. He takes the box of ammo and stows it in his pocket, then extends his left again, this time to shake. "I'll load it later. Thanks. You got a name, kid?"
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He rises to shake his hand just because it's a little less awkward that way, physically speaking. It's always a pleasant change of pace to have to look up at someone rather than down, something that happens much more often in Baedal than at home. His grip is pretty solid, but, you know. That's relative. "Yes --" Pause. Well? "I mean, um, it's Wolfgang."
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Hellboy's careful to keep his handshake dialed back to firm. When Wolfgang stands up, there's something about him that seems familiar, but it takes a couple of moments to place the gangling white-haired young man from one of the leaked Militia raid videos. The spark of recognition is noticeable in the slight widening of his eyes for a moment, and then he nods.
"Nice to meet you, Wolfgang," he says, his voice a bit quieter and with a note of sympathy.
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Neither are terribly flattering.
Maybe he just looks tired. He makes an effort to keep his expression friendly instead.
"It's nice to meet you as well. It's Hellboy, yes?" Pause... He purses his lips. "Ah, you have a bit of a distinctive face."
And the quiet ones are usually creeping on the network anyway.
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"I suppose I do, at that. Yeah, I'm Hellboy." He shakes his head. "My reputation precedes me again. You get your thing yet?"
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He's not sure whether to hope for something practical -- so that he can use it -- or something sentimental but useless so he won't have to feel guilty for not keeping it. A gun would actually be fantastic, on the former point. Apparently everyone else in Baedal gets one, jeez.
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Only now does Hellboy realize that, safe carrying practices or no, he's effectively been brandishing a knife this entire time. There's a long moment where he shifty-eyes back and forth, looking to see if anyone in the room is freaking out in his direction -- thankfully, everyone's all busy with their own discussions -- and then he shoves the dagger into his coat pocket with the utmost attempt at casualness.