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asgardmeridiem2012-08-15 01:26 am
furrows) wrote in asgardmeridiem2012-08-15 01:26 am
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[OPEN DARKNESS EVENT LOG][DAY/NIGHT 130]
Who: ERRYONE IN ASGARD
What: All of Day 130, day and (early) night!
When: Day 130, day and night
Where: EVERYWHERE
Rating: PG-13, if any worse let me know
[Day: You survived. That was... horrifying. And you don't think you've ever been so happy to see the sun rise the next morning. Things are worse for wear, and you need to get more supplies just in case something else comes.
But wait- halfway through the day, and suddenly the sun is gone? Where did it go, and how is it night so early?
Night: Careful. The terrors of last night are back, and now are even in more of a frenzy than before. More crazed, more dangerous, and wanting to destroy everything they come across. Hope you can keep your eyes open.]
What: All of Day 130, day and (early) night!
When: Day 130, day and night
Where: EVERYWHERE
Rating: PG-13, if any worse let me know
[Day: You survived. That was... horrifying. And you don't think you've ever been so happy to see the sun rise the next morning. Things are worse for wear, and you need to get more supplies just in case something else comes.
But wait- halfway through the day, and suddenly the sun is gone? Where did it go, and how is it night so early?
Night: Careful. The terrors of last night are back, and now are even in more of a frenzy than before. More crazed, more dangerous, and wanting to destroy everything they come across. Hope you can keep your eyes open.]
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Shifting a bit. ] You're comfortable? You don't want... a drink or anything?
oh well.... where is it then >: also icon keywords scored another would-have-spittake moment...
"making fun of simme in my keywords yup" HOW DARE YOURapunzel do you just sleep 2 seconds after you jump in bed or something...]
Ah, yes, I'm fine. I imagine it might be difficult for you to get a drink at the moment anyway.
[gosh...]
GOOD. simmtakes are now my ambition too
Look, it's... it's really me I'm worried about here, okay? If you get thirsty later and climb out, I'll have to move too. Understand?
we are going to be bad for each others' fluid intake
At any rate, I don't believe it will be a concern.
that last subject line in the coffeeshop thread was for sure
Whatever. But if you kick me off I'm going to be very mad.
You're not even laying like a dog. You're supposed to be a dog.
:D just as much as your dastardly tactic of using your 1,535,100,000 icons against me
Different dogs have different styles of lying.
[It's safe to say that none of them are like him, though.]
WHAT aslkdalf there was nothing dastardly about it...
I thought you didn't know much about dog styles.
don't try to hide it! you are a dastardly person holly!
THIS COMING FROM A CRIMINAL MASTERMIND PFFFT
GOSH! ME?! I'M INNOCENT
NO ONE INNOCENT COULD WRITE THAT
You're such a jerk! That's not what I meant!
:'( s-so mean holly...
...like she could probably hit him harder.]
What did you mean?
YOU are the hidoi one, simme!!
I MEANT.... [ through gritted teeth ] Pick a DOG. You're totally ruining the game! This is supposed to be - an abode... for hibernating and keeping warm! [ cats don't hibernate, genius ]
NO it's you... you are in the holly of fame for hidoi
...okay it does hurt but HE'S NOT GOING TO SAY SO.
]
That can be done without having to decide on a particular dog, Rapunzel. Just think of me as metaphorically doing so.
holly hidoi is now my stripper name thanks
Her elbow is going to remain, but instead of attacking him, she settles for vague prodding. ]
...You're missing the point.
holhidoi
If he were a dog, he'd definitely be a well-trained dog though.]
What is the point, then?
LMAO DAMN IT i'm trying to drink here!!
She doesn't answer, though. She smiles a very strange sort of smile and picks at her nails and at his shirt and says nothing. ]
so am i holly... so am i... forgive typos
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It's darker and quieter but no less still than before. And every time her mind wanders from the immediate (shapes thrown by candlelight are better musing fodder than the fact that she can feel a small square of glass stuck in her palm, but they're all she has that isn't linked somehow to Itsuki himself), she bites her lip and tells herself she's a cat. Because that's the point, isn't it? Making the world outside that room to disappear for awhile.
It is a nice sweater. ]
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Pressure from one direction, the obvious direction-- the pressure of survival, the lack of sleep-- is also balanced by pressure from another, the degree to which he hadn't minded more or less dumping Regina to go find her way to Sigyn herself; the cold-blooded thoughts that had run through his mind. And while they do balance in one direction, they exacerbate in another, like pushing down on both sides of a seesaw.
At any rate, this all explains why his sleep because increasingly restless and his face makes slight frowning expressions and he almost looks frustrated in his very sleep.
After a while, though, it calms down again as all conscious vestiges, even those emotions, disappear soundly. Still, it doesn't seem he'll be naturally getting up after the time limit in the least.
also no snoring >:]no subject
WHATEVERIn spite of her efforts, the black itself is endless, stretching like so in both directions so that after some time - Rapunzel can't be sure of how much - the vigil wears her a bit thin, a bit towards breaking, so she leaves him awhile for a water pitcher she can bring for the both of them and a shower she needs desperately. The luxury and accompanying luxurious feeling of the latter might keep her away if being in bed isn't greater still.
Safety, she thinks upon standing; it rolls through her head and over her lips as she brushes the grime from her hair, the blood from her face. Safety, and she likes the way it comes at her from each corner of the hall on the return trip.
Safety: the reason she decides as soon she sees Itsuki's contorted facial features to let him sleep, ease spiking again, sharply, into concern. She's never... really watched anyone do so before, and if it's taboo or considered rude she doesn't know it; there's something inherently dangerous in it, yes, and to pass the time this way isn't anything like before when she'd been a passive observer, but those things might have more to do with this situation specifically than with any societal norms. Doing nothing becomes an activity in itself when she's gotten back into their nest. She can watch and not think and still feel happy. And this way, with no resistance and nothing but a horror show of emotions battling for supremacy beneath the veneer of "okay", it's easy for watching to become the cliche of touching (his hair drives her mad for any number of reasons, but it being constantly in his face is the one she has to fight with), and from there to relaxing for the first time since this thing began. It's not quite sleep but... close enough to count. ]
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So it's a little weird to find himself in the Dog's Nest or whatever she would call it. It still feels like there are enemies withal, but within the circle of torchlight, they have some magic circle. The first thing up for him is to glance over at her, to see if she, too, has fallen asleep. ]
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Also this icon is lying. Blankets? Hair blankets? Pft. She gave most of the cover to Itsuki after the temperature abruptly dropped. ]
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Well, he'll return the favor now, tucking her in as best as he can with the "okay, this is totally weird" blanket, shivering a bit in the cold air. Stepping carefully out of the Cat Nest, he brings the ring of torches in closer to each other-- warmer, hopefully, from the flame there, and then climbs back onto the bed, ostensibly to keep watching out for anything that might come in to disturb them. But with all the fire here, it's not likely that anything will make a shot, so it's his turn to watch her.
And he doesn't touch anything, okay, he's not Edward Cullen. He does relax quite a bit, though, leaning back on his arms, emphasizing the muscles more than usual what with the shirt--
okay maybe he's a little Cullenlike.
Anyway, he's content to watch outside the ring, back at her, and outside again, his own thoughts racing. Mostly, he's glad she's there, really glad, and that's weird.]
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