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tampered2006-06-04 06:27 pm
Log: Incomplete
When; Afternoon of June 4.
Rating; PG?
Characters; Jenos
mythrilthreads, Shao Lee
europeancut, Evelynne
unbewildered, Amadeus
impolitical, Rabi
h_ammertime, Aya
eclipsing_heart, Sunny
killer_sunshine, Komui
superslack, and anyone else who wanted to come. The listed are the ones who have agreed to the log already, but the post is open.
Summary; Refer back to this post. Amadeus tries to force a break on Evelynne, who still seems too preoccupied with leaving the city by use of doors. With the help of the others, he gets her to Room 13 in Building 7.
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He hadn't expected it to be easy to get her to leave. Amadeus had almost expected to have to smoke her out, actually. But after a collective effort on his part and several others, he had succeeded in pulling Evelynne out and to the "beach."
He didn't once ask why there was a beach in a room in a building. He didn't even let it cross his mind. Right now, his first priority was to get Evelynne to unstress and unwind. The very idea that she was the one who was a ball of nerves for once didn't seem right - it didn't flow with the natural order of the world, even if this was some strange alternate universe that had no working sense.
"This is it," he said, looking the door marked 13 up and down. Halls here felt endless and limitless, and to the right and left was mostly lines of doors and fluorescent lights that somehow faded into darkness instead of an end. Not giving it another second of thought, he turned the knob and pushed the door open for the others.
Rating; PG?
Characters; Jenos
Summary; Refer back to this post. Amadeus tries to force a break on Evelynne, who still seems too preoccupied with leaving the city by use of doors. With the help of the others, he gets her to Room 13 in Building 7.
Log;
He hadn't expected it to be easy to get her to leave. Amadeus had almost expected to have to smoke her out, actually. But after a collective effort on his part and several others, he had succeeded in pulling Evelynne out and to the "beach."
He didn't once ask why there was a beach in a room in a building. He didn't even let it cross his mind. Right now, his first priority was to get Evelynne to unstress and unwind. The very idea that she was the one who was a ball of nerves for once didn't seem right - it didn't flow with the natural order of the world, even if this was some strange alternate universe that had no working sense.
"This is it," he said, looking the door marked 13 up and down. Halls here felt endless and limitless, and to the right and left was mostly lines of doors and fluorescent lights that somehow faded into darkness instead of an end. Not giving it another second of thought, he turned the knob and pushed the door open for the others.

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He removed his sunglasses from his sports duffle, and slipped them on. The bright light seemed too bright to be natural. Jenos glanced curiously around at his surroundings, before giving a low whistle. “So there really is beach here, huh?”
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Opening doors.
Well, fine. It wasn't like she could be doing much. It wasn't like those doors were helping anyway. It wasn't like they were going to get home any time soon.
Though then again, it wasn't helping either, this whole, "Let's go to the beach!" idea. Evelynne glanced down at her watch, its hands twisted apart to indicate that here, it was sun and afternoon, and back home--wherever home was--it was time to get off of work, time for Amadeus to drop by, time for dinner, time for something other than whatever it was they were doing here.
The thought depressed her. The thought of her being depressed depressed her. She wasn't a depressed person. She was one of those get-go types that made lemons into very cheap vodka.
It just wasn't right, that was all. Especially with things like stupid fine white sands and unrealistically blue skies blinding her somewhat sensitive, was-checking-doors-in-dark-buildings-for-weeks eyesight.
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He had been coped up for too long. His days were now comprised of eating, drinking, and spending countless hours on his laptop. Jenos was not used to inactivity. A beach excursion was a good way to blow off excess energy.
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"What? Doors? What about them?!" she half-shouted back, still not exactly used to the sunlight and still without her sea legs...even though they weren't out at sea or anything. "Jenny, what the hell are you doing?!" she added, a little late, seeing as she asked after he let go of her. It occurred to her that the name "Jenny" was a lot stranger-sounding when said in reality as opposed to...typing it up on the laptop.
So she could be doing two things, actually. She could have been
a.) opening doors or
b.) wasting time online.
What a productive life it was they had here. Half from exasperation and mostly from temporary bad vision that she didn't admit to, Evelynne wobbled and sat down on the hot sand with a groan. "Why are we here again?"
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“I’m here.” Shao announced pleasantly, before walking over to where Jenos stood. Placing a hand on Jenos’s shoulder as a silent warning of stupidity, Shao gave Evelynne and Amadeus a nod as a greeting. “Thank you for allowing us to come along, Amadeus, Evelynne.”
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For a brief moment, he glanced over at Evelynne, who looked a little worse for wear, squinting because of the sun, and the same irritable expression on her face as earlier (or was that also because of the sun?). Over the course of the excursion, he hoped to at least get her in a better mood. It wasn't a comfortable thing, trying to live with her when she was in this sort of temper.
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It was just that hard to get a question answered these days.
"I hate to break up the Miss Manners party, but again. Why are we here?" She specifically targeted Amadeus with a semi-glare, an eyebrow quirked and a skeptical attitude in tow. Then again, she couldn't exactly expect him to answer such a straightforward question, now could she?
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“Quit sulking,” the girl drawled irreverently, “You need a break”
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At the sound of Sunny’s arrival, Jenos turned to face the girl. “Sunny~ You’re late!” He said, with a grin that replaced his previous frown.
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"Besides! I mean, it's not like I'm doing nothing. I get out plenty as it is," she insisted. "That's why I can actually, you know. Sleep at night. Because...err. Because I'm tired. From...from opening doors."
Oh, God. She wondered if this was really how idiotic she sounded all the time.
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After a long moment of muffled cursing and the shrill pitch of rubber being yanked past wood, the exorcist stumbled into the beach. What he saw was very disappointing.
"Heeeeey~ Why isn't anybody in the water?" And why wasn't anybody dressed for swimming? Rabi stood proud and prepared on the sand, with a fish themed eye patch and swimming shorts designed with tiny crosses.
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"Because we just got here, Rabi," she said instead, finally able to see well enough to distinguish the red hair and...the interesting choice in clothing (and what were all those inflatable things?). "And Amy doesn't swim. Can't say anything about the others though." With that, she looked at the assembled, biting her lip.
"We're not exactly a big crew, are we?"
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Lifting a shark floater off his collection, Rabi hooked it around Komui's neck. "I brought a friend. Hope you don't mind." He wrapped an arm around his superior's neck. "The poor guy needs a tan as you can see... why do you have that shirt on anyway?" ♥
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She glared at the man as she unfurled a blanket and plonked down next to Shao, opening up a parasol.
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Shao only gave Sunny a small grin, and shrugged.
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Shao's slight smile momentarily threw a wrench in her mental gears, halting the near murderous thoughts that were running through her brain at the time. Dammit. That smile was a fucking weapon of the worst kind, since there was absolutely no defense for it. No one should have been allowed to do that, especially to her. It wasn't fucking fair. She turned away from him, pouting slightly.
On Hazard-san's cue, Sunny peeked out from the shade of her parasol at Komui and Rabi, the latter dressed more peculiarly than usual, with inflatable toys in tow. "Holy fuck...." she breathed. "What the fuck is Rabi-nii wearing?" The more she saw of that guy, the weirder and weirder he she swore he was. Nevertheless, if someone could succeed in cheering Ev-san up (or at least make her temporarily make her forget what had her down in the first place), he could do a better job of it than Sunny ever could.
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Shao hadn't bothered to wear a swimsuit. Instead, he wore a large white shirt, with a pair of knee length pants. He had only come along as a distraction from his usual daily happenings. It seemed nobody (other than Jenos) knew what he did all day, and he wasn't going to change that. "Leave Sunny alone, Jenos. If she doesn't want to swim, she doesn't have to." Shao's voice was pleasant, with a slight amount of authority. While Jenos and Shao had the same level of authority within Chronos, Jenos decided to listen to Shao more often here, seeing how he was often the voice of reason. Nothing to do with authority, oh no. Jenos would never admit that at times, Shao scared him. The incident with the cyborg at Clarken Island wouldn't be forgotten anytime soon.
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"I never said it was 'cool'..." she replied flatly, staring him down while making quotation marks with her fingers. The temptation to give the older man a sound beating with her parasol tickled the back of her mind as her hands tightened around the handle. "...and as for yours..." the young assassin continued, "-- no comment." No violence to punctuate the sentence this time, but she swore if he got any closer, it would be a parasol to the head for the Chronos member.
Incidentally, she was wearing a swimsuit, though it was more out of practicality than any desire to swim. The Teases Tiki had sent out the other day had torn apart a fair majority of the contents of her undergarment drawer, so there really wasn't much else for her to wear. Under her white, crisp cotton jumper was one of the many swimsuits that B.B. had designed for her which he insisted she carry around, "just in case." Like all his fashion concoctions, it was on the teensy side; a pink two-piece, decorated with cherries and ruffles, that clung in all the right spots and emphasized all the right places the way only a custom piece of clothing could. His stuff fit so well it was almost creepy, really.
Sunny let out a little sigh of relief as Jenos backed off and she fished into her bag for her mp3 player and a book of sheet music.
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Aya walked over and plopped herself down on the sand next to where everyone's stuff was, and looked around in amazement. "This is really weird... Uh, how's the water?"
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"It's cold!" She yelled back, irritated. "VERY COLD!"
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"Mouu~!" she sighed in defeat. Aya bit her lip and wondered how she would be able to enjoy herself swimming, seeing as how she didn't even have a bathing suit.
ignore wrong acc k 8)!
ooc: Guh! DX I'll have to incorporate Aya with Shao most likely~
Emo!Shinn <3 I LOVE YOU
Taking the sopping article of clothing out of her way, she glowered at the man, wringing it out. It was totally ruined now.
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Shao sighed as he watched the two. Jenos had done it. Shao looked down at their sports duffle, glad that Jenos had packed Seiren along. You never know what'll happen!. Too true. Aya's arrival took Shao's attention, and he gave a nod of acknowledgement. He could ask for her name later.
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