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multiversallogs2012-02-10 06:39 pm
baedalites) wrote in multiversallogs2012-02-10 06:39 pm
Entry tags:
- @ mog hill,
- @ mog hill: apache,
- anna demirovna,
- charles xavier,
- hasibe ozcelik,
- ilde decima,
- ivan,
- jae-hyun kim,
- james t. kirk,
- john mitchell,
- kalinda sharma,
- megan gwynn,
- odessa wander,
- rachel conway,
- shrieky,
- steve rogers,
- sunny,
- wolfgang einhorn,
- } ana lewis,
- } fauxlivia dunham,
- } hamilton fish,
- } kaitlyn quinn,
- } kate bishop,
- } leonard mccoy,
- } lily potter,
- } nicodéme sauvage,
- } nymphadora tonks,
- } pietro maximoff,
- } shawn spencer,
- } stephanie brown,
- } tadhg maceibhir,
- } william yao
OPEN :: A golden bird was singing
Who: Everyone!
What: St Kelley's evening
Where: The Apache and surrounding environs.
When: Veerdi evening.
Notes:
(1) The topic threads are just suggestions; if you've got somewhere else that your characters simply must be, make your own thread.
(2) All mementos will appear overnight in some part of your character's apartment.
(3) Dance!
St Kelley's is one of the more sedate occasions in Baedal, at least as holidays go. It passes more or less unnoticed by the majority of the population as many of them feel it doesn't concern them. It's not their holiday; it's for the others. Those with severed ties and broken hearts. The temple and church preach that it's a time for reflection or for glorifying the generosity of the gods. It's one of the few days on which no one looks askance at first generation Citizens mourning their missing loved ones publicly.
As night rolls around and floating lanterns are set to sea, the Apache in Mog Hill prepares to accept guests from the newer cohorts. It's something that happens every year, making it a practical tradition. The alcohol will be cheaper for first timers, and the music will be kept at a reasonable level.
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Megan is among the many people feeling pretty subdued tonight -- when they said memento from home, she was hoping for maybe something from one of her friends or her dad, not her mum, with whom she's always had a more troubled relationship, and it's dimmed her mood a little bit. But then she vanished to the bathroom and emerged up again, so...
Her hand hovers vaguely over Jae's hair, menacing him with ruffling it. (She would never, it's an idle threat.) This necessitates her hovering with her wings, she's slightly less than a foot shorter than him.
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He looks up at her hand, faux-terrified. "That's cruel and unusual."
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"That's what you get for not coming to say hi!" She menaces him a bit more thoroughly, then lowers her hand. She'd never actually defile the sanctity of Jae's amazing hair. And she's not at all actually annoyed, or else she'd be off sulking somewhere, not here bothering him. "How's your Happy By The Way Just In Case You Forgot We Totally Fuckin' Kidnapped You People Day going, then? 'Cause so far mine is total balls."
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"I'm not sure how I feel yet," he admits. "I didn't send anything, so it's just kind of..." he shrugs. "It's not like I ever forgot I was kidnapped, I guess." He doesn't sound bitter, just resigned.
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But that's even more depressing than mementos of people you can't touch.
"They do holidays the right way here, anyway." WITH LIQUOR.
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Recovering from his brief moment of pearl-clutching, Jae laughs. "Glitter snow and candy canes?"