there were stern stands

Who: Jaime Lannister, Seoraj, Sonja Garin, and YOU
What: Various encounters with Jaime in Baedal.
Where: The Arena, Griss Twist generally, the Twelve Point divinity temples, other places your heart desires.
When: Whenever you want.
Notes: An open log and one closed thread! Tag in however otherwise, hopefully the above is a guide. But if you would like to do a thing and want me to kick off a thread, I am happy to open one, just let me know.
Warnings: Maybe language, possible medieval dickbag behaviour and the like. Probable violence in the case of the Arena.


and bitter runs for glory )

gifts from the heart, AWWWW.

Who: Rex Lewis, Ana Lewis, Odessa Wander, open to all
What: Rex has some going-away drinks after quitting his nursing gig and gifts his sister with a weapon.
Where: A low-key bar in Mog Hill and Ana's home in Syriac Well.
When: A few days after St. Kelley's.
Notes: I'll be tossing up two threads for Ana and Odessa, but if your character wants to run into Rex/has business with him and his engineering workshop which may or may not take weapons contracts, feel free to start a new thread. It can be anywhere/anytime, I'm flexible and can make up reasons for Rex about.
Warnings: N/A


This is totally not filler. )

My hands, you'll start to shake again (closed)

Who: Lucius Jr and Rodolphus
What: Bracing against hurricane Bellatrix
Where: The Lestrange Cottage
When: Immediately after Bellatrix's arrival post
Notes:
Warnings: TBA if needed


Lucius doesn't waste time in following Narcissa's instruction to find Rodolphus. Luckily, his brother-in-law doesn't have a very long list of haunts. Lucius had been at Hellsing, so he checked there first, but then he heads for the cottage. He apparates just outside the wards, and magically "knocks." Lucius is not so gauche as to betray impatience, but he's a bit brisk.
selfmadman: (then he said jump right in)
[personal profile] selfmadman2012-02-10 11:59 pm

all I am is a body floating downwind

Who: Don and Kalinda
What: A promise kept.
Where: A rooftop (kind of) bar, Canker Wedge.
When: St. Fuck-this-holiday-I'm-going-drinking
Warnings: Help I can't think of anything flippant.


On this block in Canker Wedge, in a gap between buildings so slight the wind holds its breath to squeeze through, stairs rise from nowhere. A glowing railing corkscrews into the sky in a silver strand. The first step clangs metallic underfoot; as Don sets his hand on the railing its light fades then begins to pulsate. The climb isn't as steep, doesn't last as long as it should. It feels like flipping forward in a book.

At the top is a star-flecked night blanketing a distant city. For a while he drinks in the view; for a while it offers the same soothing burn as a glass of whiskey. Then he makes his way between the two long counters reaching for the bar. Heat blooms in unexpected pockets along the way: it's warmer up here than it is inside.

He orders a drink and as he waits realizes there's no music playing.
charismatic: (Default)

[closed] we expected something more

Who: Will, Logan, and a Militia dude
What: Violence
Where: Flyside
When: S...ometime this week. Sukkardi or Shundi, probably.
Warnings: Just the violence, I think.


walk away now and you're gonna start a war )
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[personal profile] baedalites2012-02-10 06:39 pm

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. )

don't look for me. I'm still here.

Who: Youko and Rodolphus
What: I KNOW WHAT THE FUCK IS EVEN GOING ON but seriously they're on Hellsing business
Where: the Spatters, on the border with Howl Barrow
When: backdated to some time last week
Notes: hi
Warnings: probable eldritch horrors

The anonymous transmissions have stirred up enough trouble for the Militia that the fringe areas of Baedal, particular the Spatters, are going with even less protection than usual. It's a prime time for independent troublemakers to step up their activities, and Hellsing's response is to increase their drive through patrols. With much of their regular staff busy, even less competent field operatives like Rodolphus are seeing their share of action; and it's no coincidence he's been paired with Youko, despite their lack of familiarity with each other. Rodolphus accepted the pairing and orders without complaint. Work is one of two things he shows interest in, and he appreciates quiet people just as much as he appreciates lively ones. It's possible he doesn't care if he's injured or killed. He hasn't bothered to think about it.

The location they've been directed to is disturbingly near the fog, but neither he nor Youko are the type to show any discomfort. Their target is supposed to be holed up somewhere in the vicinity of these mostly abandoned buildings, which lie opposite a semi-abandoned amusement park. If Rodolphus cared, he might wonder about the geography of Baedal, whether years ago, the fog was not so dangerously close, or whether someone was just demented and rich enough to build it here. But he doesn't. He simply follows Youko, wand in gloved hand, alert in a mindless fashion. The briefing had indicated that some kind of magic user was creating or altering misshapen creatures, some of which were escaping the Spatters to the general populace.

Somewhere in the nearest building, it sounds like two cats are mewing — not in a way which suggests they're fighting or mating, but as if they are having an unpleasant conversation.

(no subject)

Who: Severus Snape [Beta], possibly Martha Jones. One-shot otherwise.
What: Decisions to be made. Lily drama. What else would it be?
Where: Snape-Jones Cottage in Sobek Croix
When: Immediately after Lily's first communication goes up.
Warnings: None as yet.


That awkward moment when you think: Oh, wait. I'm married. )
goodsoldier: (rooftop watcher)

some people just deserve to die.

Who: STEPHANIE, KATE, HELENA, and JASON
What: vigilante anti-Militia party
Where: Deadman's Walk 12, Dog Fenn; assorted other locations possibly
When: backdated to the night of Jan. 31 and into the wee hours of Feb. 1
Notes: there are some different sections, one for Kate and Steph to meet up/coordinate, one for Helena and Jason to do the same, and one where y'all tag anyone you want GO WILD, because coordinating 4 people in different time zones is just not gonna work
Warnings: torture and general violence!

Helena had told him she'd meet him there, as finding a baby-sitter with little warning isn't always easy. He uses the travel time to take notes on the four different transmissions he'd received, sorting the information and prioritizing it. Of the four, the Howl Barrow raid kept his attention the most. There is a face, a name, and an address. That seems promising, and he figures, it would be best to move fast.

People talk about the transmissions in brief, hushed intervals, but he sits there like he really is studious chemistry major Nate, head down, notepad filling up. There is, however, a long black bag at his feet, heavy with useful things that would be difficult to explain were anyone to open it right here, right now.

No one does, of course. Even busy, Jason tends to exude a certain sense of fuck off please, an attitude generally respected by Baedal citizens of all stripes.

Helena is his only real ally right now; it would take an emergency for him to think of calling on Tim, Barbara, Superboy, or Stephanie. And this isn't an emergency yet. He's sure they can handle this, as long as they're quick. He does imagine that other people are taking similar actions across town, and he spares enough time to think that sooner or later, they're going to have to coordinate, somehow. He doesn't know how soon that will be true.

i ordered two coffees, one is for you

Who: Odessa Wander and you, maybe!
What: Coffee break and downtime.
Where: The Glory Shada.
When: Various points throughout the workday.
Notes: This is an open thread for those who have reason to be at the Glory Shada.
Warnings: None as of this posting. Will update if that changes.


the cups are so close the steam is rising in one stream how are you? )
gramarye: (☽ your mind is moving low)
[personal profile] gramarye2012-02-05 08:11 pm

if you go chasing rabbits and you know you're going to fall

Who: Wolfgang & Felicia, + OPEN
What: Creepy drunk witch anarcho-socialist Snow White has feelings and also terrible dreams.
Where: He can be anywhere but is especially likely to be found in Badside, the Chimer area, Flag Hill, Aspic, Griss Twist, Kinken, and Brock Marsh.
When: Second week of Kavadry
Notes: holy shit im sorry i have so many tl;dr words oh god oh man oh god...
Warnings: None in the post, in the comments: violence, especially directed at children, death, gore.


go ask Alice, I think she'll know. )

CLOSED | nobody wants to know my name

Who: Logan
What: Jeremy is fourth on the list, but first on Logan's.
Where: Somewhere that isn't Chimer.
When: Shundi night.
Warnings: Violence.


Jeremy Bournio decided to move out of Chimer.

This was a slower decision than the one that got him fired - he could swear he was cut loose with a pension within the same five minutes he learned of the broadcast, a secondhand sense of shame feeling like it overflowed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. Probably not the kind of shame others might look for in him, because it's difficult to have much of it and still smile in the photos that got passed around.

God, it was just a fucking joke.

and nobody will recognise my face )
djravenfall: Multipurpose (Lazy Dreamer)

We are free and we are perfect when Lady Stardust sings. [Open]

Who: Kaitlyn and ~YOU~!
What: Exploring, job hunting, playing music for change, generally getting more familiar with Baedal and finding ways to get into trouble.
Where: Just about anywhere in the eastern half of Baedal, but particularly in Mog Hill and Dog Fenn
When: All weekend!
Notes: Kaitlyn’s gotten into a bit of a pattern over the last week as she explores and learns more about Baedal, so pick a decent spot and time just about anywhere in Baedal and run with it! She’s spending most of her time in the eastern parts of Baedal, particularly Mog Hill and Dog Fenn, but it wouldn’t be exploring if she didn’t venture elsewhere. So feel free to bump into and/or accost her :D
Warnings: TBD, but none at the moment.


Settling in to new places has never been particularly hard for Kaitlyn. And so far, Baedal’s only been slightly harder than the norm, in large part do to the still stinging lack of all her music and instruments. But it’s not like she had all her nice things when she moved to New York anyway, so she’ll get by. Or at least she seems to think so.

It doesn’t really hurt that she’s already settled into a bit of a pattern for how she’s choosing to spend her days. Mornings spent looking for a job or doing whatever odd jobs she can find so that she can keep a roof over her head and at least some food in her stomach. That’s really the hardest part, but if nothing else, determination is keeping her going for the time being.

When she's not spending her time being responsible, however, she's largely taking Stephanie up on her advice and exploring her new (temporary[?]) home of Baedal, trying to get the lay of the land a bit, at least more so that vague answers from townspeople and maps give her. New York City, even in the state it had been in when she left, was a place she'd become fairly intimately familiar with for all the wrong reasons, but now being in a place where she doesn't know what alleys she duck down, where friends and helpful people can be found, and places she can hide if she needs to is a little unnerving. And there's probably better ways she could go about fixing this, but those aren't any fun, now are they?

Which really hasn't left her much time for anything really fun, but so it goes when you're new and jobless. Still, she's already found a good way to spend time when she gets tired or bored - making her way to Main Street Park, parking herself on a bench, and playing her guitar in the hopes that someone will toss some change into that case of her. It's been a long time since she really had to play the part of street performer, but hey, everyone's gotta do something. At least hers is pretty damn fun, at least for now.
wingwalker: for the rest of your life (angel 2)
[personal profile] wingwalker2012-02-04 08:27 pm

(no subject)

Who: Xas & You
What: Feels about religion, followed by feels about plants, and also new acquaintances/friends/enemies.
Where: In or around Chimer. Specifically the Cathedral of the Holy Cross in the morning to early afternoon, then the Chimer City Trail Park - but he could have wandered elsewhere by nightfall, although he'll have a plant with him.
When: All day Shundi.
Notes: I have never done this summary-y type thing before. I'm sorry if it's the worst. Also, a rough approximation of clothes, minus the goofy hat and creepy mannequin face.
Warnings: None, I think. If anything comes up in the comments, I'll edit accordingly.


be gentle )
phreak: (HAAAA DINGUS)
[personal profile] phreak2012-02-04 07:18 pm

one hand in the jar and a jar on the hand

Who: Alter & Stephanie
What: A delicious breakfast date.
Where: A pub in Griss Twist
When: Sukkardi morning


Relatively pleased that she's only ten minutes late, Alter arrives at the Slaughtered Lamb still fluffing out her hair from a thoroughly necessary afterwork shower. She'd reasoned that it would be better to leave someone waiting than arrive with dust and grease smeared all over her face. After all, she chose this place not just because of its glorious and greasy breakfast plates, but because it's conveniently close to her own apartment.
goodsoldier: (pb || default brooding)

is this your house, do you live here? you're not as sick as you appear.

Who: Rex and Jason
What: a bit of stalkery, a bit of investigation
Where: outside Rex's lab, perhaps other places
When: morning
Notes: idk nothing
Warnings: discussion of snakes probs.

It is a brisk, snowy morning, and that may be why the thirty gallon aquarium that has been inexplicably left outside of Rex's lab does not have any animal in it, though it is full of appropriate snake materials — butcher paper for substrate, undertank heaters, places to hide, an empty water dish, and a climbing branch.

Jason leans against the wall beside it, one hand tucked into his jacket pocket, the other hand holding a cigarette, though he doesn't actually smoke it. He looks much the same as he had the first time he accosted Rex, just a little bored.

The only reason he'd been able to track Rex down is bcause Rex deliberately hadn't taken many precautions with his CiD. From then on it was old fashioned stalking. He can't say he doesn't have better things to do, but it hasn't taken much time away from his Militia investigations, and it's about a billion times less depressing. The fact is, he needs help. Lone wolfing this shit is just going to get him disappeared. He's not sure how to make contact with the person or people behind the transmissions, but that's okay; he can gather up his own contacts. Helena is probably in, of course, though there's always Benny to consider, and if necessary, he knows he can make contact with Tim, Batgirl, Oracle, and Superboy. But that's not nearly enough.

So who is Rex, exactly, and what does he do when he's not posting strangely critical snake lectures to the cohort? It's worth looking into.

→ sweet dreams are made of this.

Who: Irene Adler and YOU YES YOU
What: Uh- work, shopping, drinking, seeing the sights, picking up chicks, going to dinner, anything you like.
Where: The Vault, various boutiques, restaurants, gay clubs, out on the street, anywhere at all. If you can think of somewhere to be, Irene is quite possibly there.
When: Here all week, baby.
Notes: Just pick where you're setting it and say when/where they are in the header. It needn't be somewhere mentioned here! If you think they could run into each other elsewhere, then go ahead- and if you think it ought to be an arranged meeting rather than a chance one, then that's probably fine too.
Warnings: Sex, drinking, kink, the Vault...and Irene.


some of them want to be abused. )

This is a cold war

Who: Stephanie Brown and Barbara Gordon
What: Planning
Where: Steph's apartment, then Babs' place
When: Just after the transmissions
Notes: none
Warnings: Police brutality, violence, swearing, might contain mentions of PTSD


you better know what you're fighting for )

(no subject)

Who: Shrieky, Jae and Wolfgang (in separate threads)
What: DAY TRIPS GALORE!
When: Last Misdi for Wolfgang, Givdi for Jae
Where: The Beach and Howl Barrow respectively
Warnings: Potential for the risque revelation of nipples in the beach thread.

[words for all in the comments below]
leviohhhhsa: (Carnivorous hair.)

(no subject)

Who: Hermione Granger & Stephanie Brown
What: Magic talkin'.
Where: TMU Library and then...TBA, because libraries are not good places to demonstrate curses.
When: Givdi evening.
Warnings: N/A


Oh, academia. )