http://dravens-joke.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] dravens-joke.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] tampered2006-05-25 09:03 am

Log: In Process

When; just after sunset May 25th.
Rating; PG.
Characters; Eric Draven [livejournal.com profile] dravens_joke, V [livejournal.com profile] velated_v and Evey [livejournal.com profile] ever_evey
Summary; Eric and his bird make a visit to the Tube Station to meet V, and finally Eric stops being stubborn and lets the city lead him.
Log;

Eric had left building 9 with the sunset the crow flying high above him as he moved taking Jan's advice and was letting the city guild him.

The man was dressed in black from head to toe, combat boots, leather pants and tight black shirt with a black trench coat over it. his black wavy hair framed his face making the brown eyes more visible.

Finally making it to the tube station Eric looked around some, he really did find this place strange, it always rained where he was from, gloomy and yet this messed up Carnival not only made his longing for Shelly worse it also just didn't seem like it was earth at all. Turning his head he looked up at his feathered companion and smiled some.

"Remind me to find some liquor for Jan, I really have to thank him for his advice."

The Crow came down to land on Eric's shoulder as he mad his way forward to enter the station and look for the man known as V.

[identity profile] velated-v.livejournal.com 2006-05-26 05:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"you don't mind if the crow files around out here or comes in do you"

"As long as it is housetrained, I see no reason why it should be left out in the cold."

V nodded to the bird in question. He had seen it's knowing eyes, and in this city it was better to err on the side of caution with any manner of guest, be they humanoid or not.

"its a nice place..."

moving around to stand in the middle of the room he removed his jacket looking back at V with a bittersweet look.

"feels like you put a lot of care into this place"


V gave a small nod.

"A house is not a home unless it contains food and fire for the mind as well as the body" he quoted, and regarded the home he had made only comfortable recently...since Evey's arrival to be precise.

V gestured to a chair not far from Eric.
" please, make yourself comfortable"

V chose his favored position on the sofa, and indicated Evey.


"Eric, I believe you have already made Evey's acquaintance ?"

ext_252329: (damn cute)

[identity profile] ever-evey.livejournal.com 2006-06-04 12:30 am (UTC)(link)
((*is a total failure at timely replies*))

As the two men settled in the great room, the shrill whistle of a kettle drifted out of the kitchen, along with the sound of a young woman shouting, “Damn it!”

...And a few minutes later, Evey Hammond appeared in the great room, looking a bit flustered but none the worse for wear. When she returned to the kitchen, she would have to wipe up the boiling water that had shot out of the teakettle when she didn’t immediately remove it from the heat. (Considering that she’d nearly scalded her fingers trying to get the kettle off the stove, though, she was rather happy it was only a small mess that had come of the situation.) She stood just behind the couch as V introduced her.

Evey smiled at Eric, nodding to him in acknowledgement when he bowed his head to her. “It’s nice to meet you properly, too, Eric.”

Jerking her head back towards the kitchen, Evey added, “I made some Earl Grey. Would either of you like a cup?” She sincerely hoped they did—otherwise, her battle against the kitchen implements would have been for naught.