Neil Perry (
had_not_lived) wrote in
tampered2009-07-10 08:20 pm
♛ | Dead Poets Society Meeting : July 10
When; Evening of July 10th; backdating welcome and encouraged of course
Rating; probably not past pg-13
Characters; Any and all of the people listed here! IF I MISSED SOMEONE / YOU ARE INTERESTED IN JOINING, FEEL FREE TO PING ME!
Summary; Spirits soared; women swooned; and gods were created. ♥
Log;
If Neil is still bothered by the week, by the deal Todd made, it doesn't show. How much of that is a brave front is anyone's guess. He looks-- well, more alive than usual, cheeks flushed from the heat of their small fire. He might as well enjoy it, after all; what's done is done. Besides, it is a nice change. He doesn't bother with the book tonight, perched comfortably on a stone as he delivers their invocation;
"I went to the woods because I wanted to live deliberately. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life. To put to rout all that was not life, and not, when I had come to die, discover that I had not lived."
[ooc; &c, &c, you know the drill~ sorry i missed posting last week! ><]
Rating; probably not past pg-13
Characters; Any and all of the people listed here! IF I MISSED SOMEONE / YOU ARE INTERESTED IN JOINING, FEEL FREE TO PING ME!
Summary; Spirits soared; women swooned; and gods were created. ♥
Log;
If Neil is still bothered by the week, by the deal Todd made, it doesn't show. How much of that is a brave front is anyone's guess. He looks-- well, more alive than usual, cheeks flushed from the heat of their small fire. He might as well enjoy it, after all; what's done is done. Besides, it is a nice change. He doesn't bother with the book tonight, perched comfortably on a stone as he delivers their invocation;
"I went to the woods because I wanted to live deliberately. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life. To put to rout all that was not life, and not, when I had come to die, discover that I had not lived."
[ooc; &c, &c, you know the drill~ sorry i missed posting last week! ><]

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She curls up close to the fire, listening to Neil speak and wondering what poem she should recite.
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sob next tag she'll say something, i swear /is too tired for Anne to chatter
/rocks backdating forever
Of course, he's not going to be the one to say anything about it, and quietly clears his throat.
"I... wrote something," his voice is incredibly soft, though the words go a long way to show how comfortable he's getting, "I--I don't know, I thought I might read it..."
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