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multiversallogs2011-08-08 08:05 pm
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Entry tags:
- @ mog hill,
- @ mog hill: apache,
- anna demirovna,
- ava lockhart,
- charles xavier,
- hellboy,
- ilde decima,
- ivan,
- jack benjamin,
- james t. kirk,
- jones,
- npc,
- rachel conway,
- raylan givens,
- solomon koenig,
- sonja garin,
- { boromir,
- } adrian veidt,
- } aimery le gode,
- } alan shore,
- } arthur,
- } asbjørn strand,
- } brie cormac,
- } cindy,
- } edward nigma,
- } isobel saltzman,
- } jack harkness,
- } lex luthor,
- } mabel albans,
- } narcissa black,
- } njoki rainmaker,
- } pickman,
- } remy lebeau,
- } rochelle,
- } ruby van alst,
- } réjean sept-heure,
- } sebastian lemat,
- } toshiko sato,
- } wanda maximoff
It's like paradise, spread out with a butter knife :: [OPEN]
Who: EVERYONE
What: Réjean has decided that more people ought to celebrate and help raise a bit of dosh for one of his favourite bars. See: flyer.
Where: The Apache.
When: Misdi night and into the wee hours of the morning.
Warnings: Discussion of Pickman's manky feet.
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. Tonight, the bar is packed with people from all across the city, different cantons and cohorts, all out to celebrate surviving the fungal plague. Patrons are encouraged to buy tickets for a door prize with the proceeds going to repair the damage tunnelling ants made to the cellar.
What: Réjean has decided that more people ought to celebrate and help raise a bit of dosh for one of his favourite bars. See: flyer.
Where: The Apache.
When: Misdi night and into the wee hours of the morning.
Warnings: Discussion of Pickman's manky feet.
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. Tonight, the bar is packed with people from all across the city, different cantons and cohorts, all out to celebrate surviving the fungal plague. Patrons are encouraged to buy tickets for a door prize with the proceeds going to repair the damage tunnelling ants made to the cellar.
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"Allô." She's dressed in an old pair of jeans and a t-shirt that shows off both her body type and her scarification. "I'm Ki."
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"Asbjørn, hei." Although he's paying more attention to her body language than her words; his own is rather laid back, or as laid back as he gets, anyway.
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Njoki is confident, but a bit wary, and reasons that body modification is a good, safe topic. Her own t-shirt has sleeves short enough to show off scarification that starts just below her elbows and travels up under her sleeves.
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If she looks them over a few times, Ki may notice one recurring animal in particular. There's the outline of a bear on one arm, filled with spiral knotwork. On the other a bear and cub with stars above and surrounding them; a more pictorial rendering of Ursa Major and Minor.
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Some of her conjure can be made permanent if the symbols are tattooed on a person and Ki has been looking for a good place to send referrals to.
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Oh, he would be all over that.
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"I know a little bit myself but I never had the knack for things like my Tante Ingrid." Or the concentration, as she would say (lovingly, in her tough love way).
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"Most of the canton is underground, anyway."
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"For me, I need space to run."
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