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driftfleet2015-02-03 08:40 pm
serpentis) wrote in driftfleet2015-02-03 08:40 pm
Entry tags:
- !mingle,
- allen walker,
- arhen lavellan,
- cecil harvey,
- coil lenn,
- cole turner,
- dorian pavus,
- elim garak,
- emblica,
- felix harrowgate,
- fenris,
- finrod felagund,
- jove lavellan,
- krista kingsley,
- lloyd irving,
- malak,
- michael (michael),
- nelkeila tarid,
- nunnally vi britannia,
- riku,
- robin redbreast,
- sawada tsunayoshi,
- shirley fennes,
- sokka,
- tekhetsio,
- tim drake,
- yamanaka ino,
- zelos wilder (bad end)
[Open Moons Mingle Log]
Who: Anyone and Everyone!
Broadcast: Maybe!
Action: Abeo, Accendo, Adsum
When: 2/3-2/7
[WELCOME TO THE MOONS ENJOY YOUR STAY DON'T GET ARRESTED.]
Broadcast: Maybe!
Action: Abeo, Accendo, Adsum
When: 2/3-2/7
2/3 [Accendo, a bar, for Fenris]
Alcohol.
So after a day of hard work on the black market, Dorian wound up here, in a bar, drinking poor quality whiskey and savoring it like a man starved for air.
He took another sip, grimacing, but smiling.]
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He doesn't notice Dorian, at first, when he walks up to the bar. He's very much focused on getting as drunk as he possibly can with the coin he has, to blot out everything that's happened in the last week. He orders a bottle of wine, and waits, patiently for it to come to him. Maker, he is so done with all of this already.]
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2/4 - Accendo
Vice, according to the locals, is the specialty, and Garak intends to enjoy it. After a day of running errands and earning some petty cash, he heads to the local shop. Purchasing quite a few bolts of brightly colored fabric, he ends the day in the local tavern. Sprawling in his seat, he glances around, interested to see if anyone might like to talk.]
I HOPE THIS IS OK ...
She pauses in her search when she spots Garak walking with his purchases, most likely stopping to wonder what in the world he's going to do with all that fabric ... ]
perfect!
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he saunters over very soon after noticing Garak, grinning widely.]
Look who decided to grace us with his presence. Good evening, friend.
[he is in unusually good spirits... but that could be the booze, honestly.]
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Howdy. Care to join me?
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He takes a quick break, glancing up and meeting Garak's eyes. He works his tired hands, closing and opening his fingers, and offers a smile. ]
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2/4 [ Accendo ]
[ Failure again. He wanders away, uncomfortably aware that he'll probably have to take a job to earn the money he needs - a job that isn't just what he can create with his two hands, which is a quaint rarity here.
He spends his time quietly wandering near shops and taverns. He is too careful, and tense in a way that doesn't fit with his surroundings. He doesn't partake the way the people of this moon do. ]
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[ Cecil comes up behind her resident engineer, having turned a corner to find him milling the active town markets alone. She gives him a small smile in greeting, but then quickly sidesteps him, so that his body is actually blocking any passerby's view of her. It's as though she doesn't want a lot of people seeing her. If she seems a little more attractive to Malak today, that might explain it. ]
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Malak sticks out like a sore thumb, to him. He's also got a good memory. So, being in a distinctly good mood, he saunters right up to where he's wandering and gives him a friendly wave.]
Hello, friend.
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Excuse me?
[just a very generic greeting to start with]
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bending space and time
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all week [Adsum and Accendo]
it's time to go out, dressed in the absolute best... which clearly means a new face entirely.
a new everything, really.
spending time on the Rising and Standing moons this week is an unfamiliar beauty. she has the same color in her eyes and hair as Tek, the same tiny tattoos by her eyes, the same dimpled cheeks... but everything else is different--curvy and soft, dressed in fine skirts and lace, and her hair is long and falls in enviable waves. she's spent just as much time constructing this form to perfection as her male one.
she spends her time shopping, snacking, visiting taverns and libraries and opium dens, but she's there to make friends. she glances and smiles. coy, of course, but she looks like she wants to talk.
and anyone that she recognizes from the fleet is getting singled out first and foremost.]
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All month; Abeo, Accendo
When he is done working, he heads back to Accendo to drink himself to sleep. It's a poor coping strategy, but it's pretty much what he did in Kirkwall all the time. Why fix something when you can continue as normal.]
Accendo
tonight, though, he's on his way to shoot for that 5%. despite the overall boost to his mood, he's fully aware that he's been kind of a shitty person lately. coping strategies, as discussed.
somewhere between bars (and well before he's had enough to feel it), he spots Fenris, and something about that... freezes him to the spot. not fear, never. not excitement. just a something... a nagging idea hooked up to a few-too-many nerves. he breathes in deep and walks towards him, since he might not get another chance for a while.]
Hey, Fenris...
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accendo~ sometime after arrivals and all
aww yis
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Accendo
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Accendo
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All week, Abeo
Sometimes, someone might find him pacing back and forth, animatedly talking to himself. Or rather, to some invisible someone called 'Yue'. These are the times he seems as focused as he can get, even with the pacing. It's important.]
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Hey, Sokka...! [walking up, trying to peer over his shoulder...] What'cha workin' on?
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All Week [Accendo and Adsum]
[Dorian spends his days working odd jobs on Adsum, doing what work he can with other like-minded and terribly vain people. He fits right in, to no one's surprise, and is more than happy playing the part of the fop with little in his head save what color of boots to wear with his robes.
He works, he earns money, and he generally enjoys flirting with anyone that will give him a moment of his time.]
Accendo.
[However, some nights are spent on Accendo, drinking away his sorrows and pissing away what money he can bear to part with. The alcohol isn't great, but honestly, he would drink anything right about now.
He often visits bars, nursing whiskey or bourbon on the rocks.]
accendo;
The fourth day he catches his eye in the bar. With a little smirk on his face he sits across from him.]
Now, my knowledge of human anatomy is hardly perfect, but I can't imagine drinking so often is particularly helpful to your body. And yet you seem particularly fit, so perhaps I'm entirely wrong.
In any case: I happen to have a bit of extra money on my hands. Might I buy you a drink?
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Accendo;
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adsum :>
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MEAT IS THE NEW BLACK: ABEO PRISON CATCH-ALL
[This is an open post for anyone that's been arrested on Abeo, the moon that arrests anyone for looking too vain/fanciful. Use this to either mingle with fellow prisoners, visit your law-breaking fleetmates or call someone for bail!]
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[Which honestly, had to be what offended him the MOST]
[So here he was, sitting in the corner of the jail cell looking positively peeved. Since seriously, screw this moon]
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All week, all moons (mostly Adsum)
[This place seems like an opportunity to get better qualified for her role as lab support, so Shirley's spending a lot of time checking out the libraries and hospitals. She's also doing a little more shopping now that the merchandise isn't heavily branded, but the majority of her time on Adsum is spent running around trying to absorb what she can...
Until the augment decides to be fickle. Shirley starts getting drowsy, and starts stumbling over herself either verbally or physically in the middle of a conversation. This is starting to earn sharp looks, and she has to excuse herself looking embarrassed and frantic. What's with her lately?]
Accendo, Abeo
[Of course, to shop she needs to be able to spend, and it'd be nice to save up extra money for the Huntress. Soon enough Shirley starts looking around for work, eventually striking up with some merchants here and there. Trade isn't really her forte outside of mediating preliminary talks, but it might come in handy in the future so it seems worth taking on. The work takes her across all three moons, although she lingers the least in Abeo where hanging around on the moon requires a near-complete wardrobe change. Still, work is work. She gets to earn a little money, and she makes a cute shopkeeper on the two moons where cuteness is culturally acceptable.]
Accendo!
and a certain elf is looking to blow all of his money on things that absolutely do not matter. and since he'd be arrested more or less on sight on the other two moons, he's stuck doing all of his shopping on Accendo.
which brings him right past where she's working! he looks like he maybe hasn't gotten much sleep lately, and is pretty distracted, so he doesn't notice her at first as he's browsing around.]
Accendo!
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all week, ADSUM & ACCENDO
[ You know what there's not a lot of in space?
SUNSHINE.
OR WARMTH OF ANY KIND.
So, Ino's found a decently nice area outside on Accendo to park it in a bikini and a chair. Mmhmm yeah gonna soak up all dat Vitamin D, and hey, the ratings boost from showing off the bod doesn't hurt, either. ]
OPTION B;
[ If there's one thing Ino is pretty guaranteed to be good at, it's doing sneaky shit like smuggling and getting people and things from place to place. So, naturally, she's taken on a few questionably legal jobs to get a little extra cash on hand! Feel free to run into her as she's on her way out to one of those assignments ... ]
OPTION B
[And so, he's also in the same area- reading some information an some illegal work that doesn't seem...all that great, when he spots sight of Ino. Hey- is she here too? Did she find better work]
Ino!
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OPTION B
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OPTION A!
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ADSUM, locked for Riku
in reasonable spirits (thanks to his augment malfunctioning), he asked Riku to come with him. he invited him down to the moon where everyone looks strange, in the hopes of minimizing the chance for any accidents. there's a park just to the north of the main docks, big and well-kept, with just enough shady, wooded spots for a person (or two) to hide in. that's where he asked them to meet.
he's waiting for him, not far from the entrance to the park... already crouched down and seemingly speaking with some birds on the ground. pigeons, or some space variant.]
Ha lifa il gyr nymaz? Gry l'ribe...? Meil...
[the words themselves hold a certain power... the syllables just sound like gibberish to everyone but Robin, until one starts to pay attention. the sound of them hold their own meaning. he's asking the pidgeons about smuggling, of all things, someone carrying things out of town. that is, if anyone is paying attention enough to notice.
otherwise he's just talking nonsense to a bunch of birds. ...which would not be entirely uncharacteristic of Robin to do.]
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[ riku isn't too far away--sometimes he forgets that not everyone has his same talents. he forgets that robin can't sense him. it's weird, and he tries to not think about it too much.
if he does, he just thinks about the past few days. he's agreed with what had come to pass, but that doesn't mean he didn't see the fallout. he's not sure he should be feeling angry or sad, so he's just squashed any feelings under his heel for the sake of helping robin.
and lloyd. and kaneis. and whoever.
he fidgets where he stands, looking over the surface before fixing his gaze on robin again. ]
I hope you didn't call me here for a family reunion.
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Abeo and Adsum, anytime this week
[Meat is crucial to any demon's diet and Cole is no different. He's been trying out any and all places to eat, seeing which of them has the best steak and he's actually in the middle of eating when his energy drops significantly and he kind of faceplants into his steak, taking a nice nap in the middle of his meal. Thankfully it's comfortable? If a little squishy. And he's not snoring. Which would just be embarrassing.]
Adsum
[On this moon, Cole is upbeat and awake and the energy fluctuations are really messing with his sanity a bit, as he's a bit more manic than usual as he's hitting up clothing stores to find himself some new clothes, but especially jackets and gloves. After what happened on the ship, he wants to make sure not to touch his angel crewmates and cause another wing incident. Hell, his previous injury still isn't healed, but that doesn't really seem to be stopping Cole from taking advantage of shopping.]
Abeo
...but as time passes and no one bothers him, she realizes that she's going to have to overcome her secondhand embarrassment and just do the damn thing herself. mega-sigh. this will go unappreciated, she's sure of it.
but all the same, she'll walk over and kinda... give his shoulder a little nudge. if he happens to wake up, there's a teenage girl standing next to him--not wearing makeup like she usually does over the network.]
Okay, steak guy. Time to get up.
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abeo!
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all week - Accendo
He travels between the Bloodsport and the moon frequently during the week. A few hours spent lurking around the hold and the waystation, keeping a vigilant eye out for Robin's attacker, and the rest spent in peaceful hedonistic abandon.
In daylight hours he wanders the warm earth, dozing in the grass or having drinks in the shade. At night he laughs and dances and imbibes pretty much anything people decide to hand him. He is often, but not always, surrounded by locals (mostly women) - and it's clear drink isn't the only thing he's indulging in.]
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Eventually, he sees Michael and makes a beeline for him.]
HEY! Hey! How'de'doo fellow Fleeter!
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throughout the week
[After doing enough odd jobs to earn a bit of money to put away and a bit more to spend, Finrod feels no guilt at all in doing a little freelance exploration. Frankly, he could use the moodlift.
Somewhere along the way, he managed to acquire a harp- or something like it- and strums as he walks. The tune varies. There are times when it dips into a melancholy thing, slow, soft, and sad. And then there are other times when it picks up, fast, light, and airy- that's his favorite for when he notices one of the local children paying particular attention. But whatever he plays, there's something captivating about it- a hint that it could be something more than what it is.
The barest piece of the magic of song.]
[Accendo]
[If Finrod were not Finrod, one might accuse him of brooding. He sits in the corner of a bar, watching the other patrons, but not partaking of any conversation himself.
Anyone paying attention may have also noticed him put away a rather sizable number of drinks. Without any noticeable effect.
Elves.]
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You've been playing for a long time, haven't you?
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Accendo;
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Adsum! 2/5
but forget all of that. she's found a book store.]
Aaah, this is great!
[she can't talk above a whisper, but you can still find her giggling away at the shelves, pulling down book after book... she wants this one, and this one, and this one...!]
Fiction, fiction... Oh, "History of the Galactic Red Zone..." And this one...
[it's clearly taking all of her self-restraint not to just press her face into the pages. the pile of books in her arms is getting heavy, stacked almost up to her chin. someone... maybe help her, before she spots the encyclopedia section...]
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any time after the shuffle, some Accendo bar
The second plus? The bar. Absolutely the bar. Ordinarily she saves drinking for special occasions or when Sera or the Iron Bull are particularly persuasive, but it has been a very long week on top of a very long campaign against evil. She's ready for a break, a real moment to relax.
She's having a bit of trouble at the bar, however.]
Maraas-lok, it's- well, it's a bit like drinking fire, not at all pleasant, you must- oh, never mind. Just something strong, then.
[Once she has her drink, she'll set up shop in a less populated area and likely stay for far too long, people watching and drinking, like any good elf would do.]
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His head perks up at the sound of Qunlat, and he turns to look at Jove from his corner near the bar. He recognises her from the network, and gives an appreciative whistle.]
You actually drank Maraas-lok? And you have all your motor functions? I'm impressed.
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accendo, pretty much anytime post-shuffle
More importantly, there's plenty to keep his mind off of things, and so there'll be a short, redheaded elf investigating one of the bars before long.
The first order of business is finding a spot where he won't be noticeably alone, and thus noticeably empty-handed; Arhen quickly finds a likely-looking spot and settles in, turning to the nearest person as though they're an acquaintance he recognizes rather than a complete stranger.]
You don't happen to have any recommendations, do you? Can't say I'm familiar with this place yet.
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Their wine is a delight, though a bit sweet for my tastes.
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dun dun dunnnn
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