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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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- 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.
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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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"Yes, ma'am," he says, recognition lighting his eyes. "That's what it said on the note. Sorry, I just had to make sure. I'm Captain Steve Rogers--" and here he offers his right hand, still holding the cauldron by the other one-- "and if you need me to carry this someplace for you, I don't mind at all."
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Slowly, she takes that hand, but offers a firm, brief shake, not especially formal. "Captain Steve Rogers," she repeats. "That a military, U.S. military rank?"
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He nods, smiling faintly. "Yes, ma'am. I'm U.S. Army but I was attached to the Special Scientific Reserve, a joint American-British tasked with combating Nazi scientific research and special forces in Europe."
And then he waits, because another thing he's gotten used to, since coming to Baedal, is being asked what year he's from or if he means real Nazis. Seems most everyone here comes from some time after his.
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"Well-- thank you," a hand gesture, "for your service, and for my cauldron. You can-- do you want to meet me outside? I'm just going to let my sister know I'm going home. I have kids, so I can't really stay, but if you want to load it into a carriage for me, you'd be my hero."
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He doesn't say anything, though, it's not his place. He smiles, and nods. "I can do that. I'll see you outside, take your time."
A pause, and then: "...And I'm sure you can probably manage from there, seeing as it's your cauldron and all. I'm sure you've got moving it around down. But if you did decide it would be easier for me to get it into your house for you, too, well, I wouldn't mind. I don't mean to cause you any offense and I sure hope I'm not. I'm just making that known."
He sketches out a quick salute, and then he strides off, still gripping the cauldron one-handed.
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"You didn't cause any offense," she says, belatedly, thus adding a, "by the way. I'm still a little bit, you know-- I'm from a small town, and I'm still trying to decide if you're..." She squints a little, trying to select the word, but settles on; "...real."
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He shifts the cauldron to his left hand, raising his right arm to hail one of the carriages. "And I'm glad I didn't cause any offense. I wanted to be sure." Now it's his turn to pause, his turn to try to find the right words. "Where I'm from? It's kinda common for fellas to assume that every lady they come across needs their help, without, you know, asking them. So I just wanted to make sure you knew I was offering help because I really wanted to offer it, not because I was being like those meatheads and assuming you couldn't do something because you're a lady."
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"Well, thank you. Fortunately for me, I've had some practice lugging that thing around, so I'll be fine from here, or, when I get back. Not that I don't think the, uh, gods weren't doing me a favour in giving it to you to haul around for me first."
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A carriage pulls up, and he loads the cauldron into it, making sure it's secure. "You need anything else while I'm out here?"