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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.
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.
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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"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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"Yeah, you need a tan alright," Evelynne confirmed, hoping she wouldn't be blinded by the sunlight off the white shirt. "You look like you--wait, hold on. I know you. Give me a second. I'll figure it out, I promise." At the rate her mind was working though, she imagined it would be a while before she could really figure it out.
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Admittedly, part of it was to rile Evelynne up and get her to do something, though it occurred to him that it might defeat the "destressing" purpose of the trip. If he knew Ev though, the only way to end the stress for her was to get her to play a little, and the more relaxed side of Evelynne only came around after some extent of aggravation.
That was what he guessed after knowing her that many years anyway. He wouldn't mind knowing the man's name either.
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She was pretty sure she knew anyway. It started with a L. Or maybe it started with a N. It was another one of those Japanese names, wasn't it? Or maybe it was--
"Holy shit," she hissed, suddenly very aware of cold water hitting her and standing abruptly upon realizing it. "Water. Cold water. Not cool." This time, she directed her attention to whoever it was that decided to kick up the water.
Names could wait. The redhead was going to get it.
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"It's real cold here, you guys! You don't want to come out this far!"
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Not.
For what it was worth, Evelynne did run faster than she looked like she could. Rabi and that demented
tentacle monsteroctopus inflatable were going to get it.