open log :: time made me soft around the edges

[synergismus]

Who: Everyone.
What: The Harvest Festival!
Where: Howl Barrow outdoor park
When: Through the weekend.
Notes: The companion OOC post for this log is here if you have any questions or concerns!
Warnings: Please give me a head's up if a thread contains something that should be edited into this section.

Locations: COSTUME PARTY, COSTUME PARTY - VIP, MARKET STREET, CARNIVAL GAMES, THE PARK.

Comments

[emptychamber]

"Lots of words without saying anything useful - sounds like government work to me." Not that others couldn't write that sort of nonsense, but it seemed like the work of some sort of propaganda office; appeal to people's egos, give away nothing in return.

[scotlandyardjackinoffice]

"Indeed. The sort of thing a government pencil-pusher would be instructed to write."

And he thinks of his brother, for a moment. Wonders what Mycroft must be thinking, with him nowhere to be found.

"You're familiar with the type, yes? And the work of government. You've worked for them, or with them, I presume."

[emptychamber]

She smiles just a little. "A brush here or there." She's not going to go blabbing her connection, even if it doesn't matter here. She's not sure yet, what she believes, and no sense being foolhardy. She leavens the lie by omission with something true:

"My dad used to say that government spent half its time telling you how much it's doing and half its time making sure nothing gets done."

[scotlandyardjackinoffice]

There's a little twitch of a smile in return. "Likewise." He's been hired to consult here and there, and of course his brother's deep involvement in the British government came to bear (though at times he wishes it didn't). "Enough to know your father was wise in his observation."