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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[unbewildered.livejournal.com]

"Slow. Down," Evelynne said, shooting a glare in Amadeus' direction. "I have to figure out his name first. I know it. I swear I do."

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.

[h-ammertime.livejournal.com]

The expression on Evelynne's and Komui's face? Not good. As a seasoned fighter, Rabi knew when danger approached. With a wavering grin on his lips he quickly took a step back, then another, not stopping until he was waist deep and clinging to the octopus floater.

"It's real cold here, you guys! You don't want to come out this far!"

[unbewildered.livejournal.com]

Oh, yeah, real cold. That was going to do it. Of course, Evelynne would stop as soon as she heard the words "real cold." Of course, it would suppress all thoughts of dunking Rabi into the ocean and forcing him to eat sand.

Not.

For what it was worth, Evelynne did run faster than she looked like she could. Rabi and that demented tentacle monster octopus inflatable were going to get it.