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Log: Incomplete
When; Afternoon of June 4.
Rating; PG?
Characters; Jenos![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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
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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"Turandot was a Chinese princess. Everyone who saw how beautiful she was wanted to marry her. In order to do that, they had to answer three riddles:
What is born each night and dies each dawn?
What flickers red and warm like a flame, but is not fire?
What is like ice, but burns?
If they couldn't answer the questions, they were beheaded." She paused slightly, smiling.
"But she just had to meet a handsome prince, who just had to answer the questions correctly." The girl rolled her eyes. "He tells her that if she guesses his name, he'll let her off the hook, so she tries everything she can to find it out. She has people tortured and killed, but to no avail. The fucking bastard wins."
"The prince tries to get Turandot to love him, and she refuses. Then he kisses her and and she..." She let the sentence hang as she frowned.
"The end just fucking sucks." She finished simply.
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Jenos used his hands as a sun block to watch the activity on shore. Were they ignoring him? "Amadeus! Sunny! This is your last warning~!"
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"Cheh. Of course." she growled at Shao, trying to ignore the smile on his face.
"Do you know the answers to the riddles?" She asked, curious if he could derive the solution from what little information she had provided.
Jenos's voice rang out from the ocean. Warning? For what, exactly? Sunny waved a hand in dissmissal, and returned her focus to her opera.
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The riddles themselves, however, he hadn't heard (after all, the best he knew of the play was Nessun Dorma, and mostly because the stage was Evelynne's passion, not his) before, and any puzzle intrigued him to an extent.
"Could you repeat the riddles, Sunny?" he asked, turning to leave watching Ev and the others and focus on Sunny instead.
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"What is born each night and dies each dawn?
What flickers red and warm like a flame, but is not fire?
What is like ice, but burns?"
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"Do you have the riddles in the original Italian?"
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"Nella cupa notte vola un fantasma iridescente. Sale e spiega l'ale sulla nera infinita umanità. Tutto il mondo l'invoca e tutto il mondo l'implora. Ma il fantasma sparisce coll'aurora per rinascere nel cuore. Ed ogni notte nasce ed ogni giorno muore!"
"Guizza al pari di fiamma, e non è fiamma. È talvolta delirio. È febbre d'impeto e ardore! L'inerzia lo tramuta in un languore. Se ti perdi o trapassi, si rafredda. Se sogni la conquista, avvampa, avvampa! Ha una voce che trepido tu ascolti, e del tramonto il vivido baglior!"
"Gelo che ti dà foco e dal tuo foco più gelo prende! Candida ed oscura! Se libero ti vuol ti fa più servo. Se per servo t'accetta, ti fa Re!" Su, straniero, ti sbianca la paura! E ti senti perduto! Su, straniero, il gelo che dà foco, che cos'è?"
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Like an old friend, the words gave him exactly what he was expecting.
"Tutto il mondo l'invoca e tutto il mondo l'implora - what," Amadeus said, with a smile briefly crossing his features, "could ever merit such a call but hope?"
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"Gelo che ti dà foco e dal tuo foco più gelo prende," he repeated under his breath, once and twice and three times over. "Candida e oscura. Se libero ti vuol ti fa più servo. Se per servo t'accetta, ti fa Re."
When all else failed, Amadeus could only use logic.
"Ice which gives fire and which fire freezes still more," he translated, dropping a few words for sake of brevity. "White and dark. If it allows you your freedom, it makes you a slave. If it accepts you as a slave
it makes you..."
Without finishing, he glanced back towards the ocean, spotting Evelynne as she plunged in after Rabi, shouting profanities and curses.
"I can only guess from here," he admitted, sitting up again as he looked back at the paper. "The princess was a cold one, however, turning down and killing all men who failed the test. This much I know. The man who answered correctly, Calaf, was never deterred by such a fact, and his passion only intensified with her distance."
He paused, an expression of concern on his face. "Paleness was beauty, and as such, it could be said she was white. She was also dark in her ruthlessness. Only the correct answers would gain freedom, but freedom was being tied to her in marriage...and marriage led to being crowned monarch." With the last of the riddle thought out, Amadeus smiled again, almost humored by the way the story worked.
He looked up at Sunny and answered, "The answer is Turandot."
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"Give yourself a cookie, Amadeus-san. Not bad, especially for a guess."
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"So tell me, how are you familiar with the opera?"
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(OOC: Good night!)
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"They're likely to regret that later," he said to no one in particular.
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Jenos advanced toward the shore, as stealthly as a ninja. Or at least in his opinion. Ninja's didn't exist back in his world, so he had deduced what 'ninja-like' would be from his observations of the City. Sunny and Amadeus had ignored his last warning. It was time, for action!
ooc: aka, Jenos is attempting to drag them into the water. Your thoughts?
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"He wouldn't..." she breathed, eyes narrowing dangerously. "He wouldn't fucking dare..." Her hands tightened around the handle of her parasol. If Jenos was coming, Sunny was gonna let him have it.
ooc: Sunny will fight tooth and nail! Throw her in at Jenos's own risk!
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Before Shao could finished, Jenos ran towards Sunny, and yanked her arm forward. "Sunny! You're swimming no matter what!" Jenos ignored the parasol, and concentrated solely on dragging the assasin girl towards the ocean. "It'll be good for you! Fun!"
ooc: Short, but ... ITS ALL GOOD DX
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ooc: Oh yeah? Well, mine's shorter XP
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