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baedalites ([personal profile] baedalites) wrote in [community profile] multiversallogs2012-04-14 06:15 pm

Noli equi dentes inspicere donati.

Who: EVERYONE.
What: Swap meet.
Where: The Apache and surrounding environs.
When: Sukkardi the 14th of Haneden
Notes:
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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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Warnings: None yet. Please put warnings up on individual threads.


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.
rhinemaid: actress mia kirshner (even eve ♠)

[personal profile] rhinemaid 2012-04-23 08:44 am (UTC)(link)
For Ilde's part, the less this is a conversation and the more it tends toward territorial posturing (which is how she interprets, probably correctly, my love)-- the more she finds it both gratifying and slightly boring.

“It probably would have been moreso if I were a Hugh Grant fan.” It's hard to tell if she intends this to be comforting somehow, or not, but that is probably the least appropriate comparison possible. (Well, no, we could try harder.)

Anyway.

Deferring, just this once, to Ivan's better judgement and her own desire to go and find someone she'd seen earlier (Mycroft, actually, although she has detours first), she touches Ivan's hand and rises. “I'll let you catch up.”
deservesadaisy: (two rules for Ivan's car)

[personal profile] deservesadaisy 2012-04-23 10:48 am (UTC)(link)
He flashes her a small smile. "As you like. I'll join you shortly." He doesn't anticipate that much reminiscing; of the few things he has to say to Hal, some are best left for a more private venue.

Once Ilde has moved off, he says, "Yes, Herrick's Mitchell. He's here. Herrick isn't." Thankfully.
incaptivity: (unsure.)

[personal profile] incaptivity 2012-04-24 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
His eyes follow Ilde for just a step, then land back on Ivan again. He clears his throat, shifting in his seat. If her presence were some manner of litmus test, he's probably failed already, but it's evident he's trying. (...Not that that helps, necessarily.)

"Small blessings." Oh, Herrick.

"And no Daisy, I take it?" he asks carefully. As vampire romances go, he'd always thought Ivan and Daisy were rather sweet--for a given value of thereof.
deservesadaisy: (hello goodbye)

[personal profile] deservesadaisy 2012-04-24 11:00 am (UTC)(link)
Ivan inclines his head - he's no disagreement with Hal's assessment of Herrick's absence.

Instead, he meets Hal's eyes over the latter comment. "No. I died. In Bristol, about a year ago as I'm experiencing time. She died sometime later, but she hasn't come here."

Daisy is a raw wound, and will be for a while, but he can speak of her with calm.
incaptivity: (tentative.)

[personal profile] incaptivity 2012-04-25 06:44 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm sorry." His remorse sounds genuine, which may be a little surreal coming from Hal Yorke of all people, but there you have it. He's silent for a moment, out of respect at first, but then tensely, like there's something he should add, but can't quite. Finally: "And there's no one else? From our world?"

Only, he still has the folder. The pictures inside it. He hasn't moved them or so much as glanced at them in their position against the arm of his chair, but he can't forget they're there.
deservesadaisy: (listening)

[personal profile] deservesadaisy 2012-04-25 10:50 am (UTC)(link)
"No one like us, not from home. There's someone Mitchell knows." He hasn't met Nina in person, but her original transmission was video, and that rules out that.

Ivan tries to evaluate Hal's mood, and finally says, "We should talk, soon. Somewhere less public."
incaptivity: (self-conceit.)

[personal profile] incaptivity 2012-04-28 08:23 pm (UTC)(link)
That answer is not much comfort. It's difficult to imagine Mr. Snow being here without Ivan's knowledge, but it's not impossible, either. Once again, he's certain of nothing, and it's not helping put him at ease.

"You can find me at the Inn." It's only a little less public, but for the moment it's Hal's home turf—and considering the one or two things he can guess that they might need to talk about privately, he'd rather do it somewhere he's comfortable. "Until then," with a small nod, gathering up his folder and his glass once more.