Log: Incomplete

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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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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.

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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?