Log: Incomplete

[impolitical.livejournal.com]

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.

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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“Hurry up Shao!” Jenos frantically waved back towards his roommate, who walked at a slower, more leisurely pace. Shao acknowledged Jenos with a slight nod and smile, but didn’t change his pace. Jenos sighed, knowing that there was nothing he could say to get Shao to care. “I’m going in! You better hurry!” With that, Jenos stepped into room 13, and into the light.

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?”

[unbewildered.livejournal.com]

"Oh, yay," Evelynne muttered with a roll of her eyes. She followed somewhat behind Jenos, arms still crossed since the outset of the walk over to this particular location. This was, after all, a lot of precious time being wasted. Right now, she could be--she could be...

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.

[mythrilthreads.livejournal.com]

Jenos turned around, and gave Evelynne one of his brightest grins. “Evelynne!” He grabbed her arm, and spun her around giddily. “I haven’t seen you face to face for a long time! You’re always off opening doors!” He let her go, and dropped his duffle onto the sand.

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.

[unbewildered.livejournal.com]

Something or other, something or other--what was he saying? Wait, was that Jenny? Was Jenny spinning her around? Was that why she couldn't see straight that damn idiot no spinning no spinning

"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?"

[europeancut.livejournal.com]

Shao reached the door just in time to hear Jenos pout about the use of the nickname Jenny. Something about Jenny being a girls name? Whatever. It didn’t matter to Shao what they called him. Secretly, he thought Jenny was a clever nickname.

“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.”

[impolitical.livejournal.com]

Amadeus gave Shao Lee a short nod when he caught up with the others, leaving the door open (maybe for paranoia's sake and maybe for others to enter). "Of course, Shao," he replied, immediately unfolding one of the beach towels and laying it out on the sand. "Though why we would have turned you down, I can't quite imagine."

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.

[unbewildered.livejournal.com]

Another roll of the eyes--or an attempt at it while trying not to notice the sun--and Evelynne shook her head. Little details and technicalities about etiquette and all of that never really was her thing. She pulled her legs up close, wrapping an arm close to her knees with the opposite's hand shading her eyes.

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?