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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.
- Swap Meet Spreadsheet: Pre-chosen swaps are green. Assigned are blue. There were a few characters that were selected more than once, so objects were assigned on a first-come first-serve basis. If you have any issues or concerns, please do not hesitate to contact the mod team.
- For objects that might not be immediately apparent as belonging to their owners, there may be a picture or name attached, or players are welcome to have their characters ~just know~ it's for them. Drr drr drr, bb.
- Party post nights are a great time to come join the chatroom.
- The topic threads are just suggestions; if you've got somewhere else that your characters simply must be, make your own thread.
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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...Okay, it had Jim's help. He's laughing as he does it, waiting until she's got hold of it to let go. "He's a handsome guy, I can see why the gods might bring him here. I'm glad I was able to help reunite you two."
Jim's in good spirits. With all the horrors he's faced in his short time here, he was braced for more; this whole thing is cute, and it's doing him some good.
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"But speaking of handsome guys," she says, looking just the tiniest bit mischievous, "what's your name so I know who I'm thanking?" ...madam.
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His smile gets brighter, too--he appreciates a woman who's not afraid to flirt or pay a compliment, but there's no entitlement to that smile, just enjoyment of the situation. "Jim Kirk," he says, offering a hand. "Pleasure to meet you."
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It's an unusual clarification (at least where she normally comes from) so he gets a little headtilt of consideration before she asks, "They don't have them where you're from?"
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And then he laughs softly, shaking his head. "No, they don't, not for a long time. I'm from Earth--I grew up in Iowa and had my training in San Francisco. But it was 2259 when I was last home."
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"No kidding? Wow, I must be to you how the Victorians would be to me. I'm from the States --California actually, I moved to San Francisco when I was a teenager. Except I'm from 2012."
And once the initial shock dies down, "Huh. Good to know we didn't manage to all kill one another or blow up the planet somewhere." 'The planet,' indicating the idea of life on others hasn't even occurred to her.
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"We did make it, yeah. Not for lack of trying--there was another world war after your time, more conflict before we finally got our act together. Making first contact with another world beyond Earth helped that a lot--that happened right at the end of your century. But things are much better by my time."
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Mr. Cuddles gets propped up on his own stool while Philomena takes one for herself. "You know, you're the second person I've met in this cohort who comes from the future."
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He raises his eyebrows as he tries to get the bartender's attention. "Really? Who's the other person?"
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And speaking of vibes, she gives a little wave of her hand towards the bartender, who immediately looks up (it's not real spell casting). Philomena offers a beaming smile in return, before turning back to Jim. "And this one's on me, for rescuing my fluffy friend. It's the least I can do."
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"He's a Starfleet officer, too, same as me. Only he's from way after me, like another hundred years or so."
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The bartender comes over and she requests, "I'll have another cherry schnapps with lemonade and, if you're feeling generous, some cocktail cherries, too?" The last request is spoken in a 'pretty, pretty please' tone before she turns to Jim. "And you're having...?"
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He turns back to her once the bartender has departed, smiling. "Yeah, I've met Data. He actually serves on a future version of the ship I'm on now, a couple generations ahead of me. It's weird meeting people from your future, isn't it?" He'd been the one from the future in nearly all his interactions in the city up to that point; meeting Data had given him some insight into how weird and fascinating it must all be for everyone else.
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It's odd, being able to be open about that here. Odd but nice.
And the bartender comes back with their drinks a moment later, with cherries for everyone. Although Philomena stands up on the stool a minute to sneak a paper umbrella from a tub behind the counter. Voila, this drink is complete.
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The cherries surprise him slightly--he supposes he did say "another of the same" but he didn't realize the guy would take it so literally--but it's delightful, he's down with it. He grins at the umbrella theft, and then he raises his glass for a toast.
"Here's to the gods, I guess? For reuniting you and your bear."
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"Cheers," she says, clinking glasses. "And I hope they gift you with something good in return."
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