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ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀᴍʙ ᴏғ ᴄᴏʟᴜᴍʙɪᴀ ([personal profile] unchain) wrote in [community profile] asgardmeridiem2014-01-06 02:11 pm

OPEN!!

Who: Elizabeth & YOU!
What: Elizabeth's just walking her puppy pit Jack during a lovely sunny snowy day.
When: Day 384
Where: around the city & then to the park!
Rating: C FOR CUTE PUPPIES


[Elizabeth is enjoying the snow way too much & so is her new companion. the puppy hops from snow pile to snow pile, tongue hanging cutely out of his mouth. she can't help but follow suit & skip along with him. it's the first time in... well, it is the first time that's been able to enjoy the freedom of having fun in snow with her very own pet. she's not stuck in a tower, watching the snow fall, wishing she could one day be a part of the fun down below.

so here & now Elizabeth is taking full advantage of this day to enjoy it as much as she can. regardless of how silly a nineteen year old girl may look skipping through the snow with a puppy, she sure doesn't care. she's having fun & she's not going to let anything stop her from having it.]
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[personal profile] becauseichooseto 2014-01-06 08:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[Irving's pleased to see her, though the dog isn't really his thing.] Well, Elizabeth! Enjoying yourself?
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[personal profile] becauseichooseto 2014-01-07 12:14 am (UTC)(link)
[He waves back.] As is, apparently, your dog. Does it have a name?

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[personal profile] samantha_grey 2014-01-06 08:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[Silly? yes. Still, Samantha wasn't exactly one to judge. She wasn't all that silly herself, but she certainly wasn't normal by any stretch, and by now she was getting a little used to Elizabeth's eternal, seemingly boundless curiosity.

It had gotten her in trouble a couple times before after all.

Seated in front of her shop and smoking a clove, she smirked when the two of them came into view. There were some definite snow piles they could play in nearby if they wanted.]


If you two get cold, Pinch is warm.
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[personal profile] samantha_grey 2014-01-07 01:20 am (UTC)(link)
mmm? Yeah, Pinch is my shop. [She waved at her and smirked.] You two look like you've been having entirely too much fun right about now. Not getting too cold, I hope.

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[personal profile] omittance 2014-01-07 03:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Joel isn't really one for staying in one place cooped up like some kind of chicken; he needs the outdoors, he craves it, wanting to feel as though he has a means to escape if he needs it. That's what finds him walking around more often than not, his bag filled to the brim with his weapons and supplies and his gait as awkward as usual. He's still not comfortable here, despite the nostalgic familiarity it brings him.

When he sees Elizabeth he pauses, watching the dog (maybe he should get Ellie one?) before he steps closer. ]


Your old man ain't gonna come out with a gun if I talk to you, is he?
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[personal profile] omittance 2014-01-07 04:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah, I'm sure he does. He get you that?

[ He nods at the dog, tilting his head a tiny bit. ]

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[personal profile] unkneaded 2014-01-07 08:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[Not a lot of people had pets in District 12. Some people might let a mangy dog or two hang around, and a couple of the more well-off had guard dogs. To see this combination of carefree girl and puppy was one of the things that Peeta liked best about Asgard.]

Someone looks like they're having fun.

[Peeta smiles as he calls out.]

I'm just not sure which one of you is enjoying it more.
unkneaded: (Hᴏᴡ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴋɪss?)

[personal profile] unkneaded 2014-01-09 12:35 am (UTC)(link)
Hey Elizabeth. Who can blame him?

[Peeta smiles at the pup for a second before he gets an idea.]

Maybe I can help.

[He searches his pockets until he finds the pencil and piece of paper that he had tucked away in one. Peeta draws a circle on it, and a breath or so later, there's a ball resting in the palm of his hand.]

Here. At least my power's good for something.

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[personal profile] bythewaves 2014-01-07 11:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Maglor is up in a tree in the park, enjoying the sunshine, and your obvious joy makes him smile. So have a song float down to you ]

Come now, good people, be of much cheer,
And let's raise a toast to the coming New Year~
May each day dawn bright and fair,
Free from want and free from care!
May the year be short on sorrow,
And long on joy with each new morrow!
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[personal profile] bythewaves 2014-01-08 11:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[ a moment and then he swings down from the branches and bows to you ]

Well met, Lady. You seem happy today.

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[personal profile] failassassin 2014-01-08 01:38 am (UTC)(link)
[As he spots the dog, Turlough pauses, looking at it. It looks small, but it's a puppy, and even he knew that all puppies looked small. But since he was subjected to extremes in doggy sizes on both ends (Rory's bear and Alice's purse dog), he was obscenely curious about this one. So, he walked up to Elizabeth, nodding at her slightly.]

That's a rather rambunctious animal you've got there.
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[personal profile] failassassin 2014-01-08 06:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[Turlough bends down a bit to look at the puppy, before turning back up to Elizabeth.] Do you know how big he'll get?

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[personal profile] albuquerque 2014-01-11 08:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Severus is in Gefion Park, crouched down by a purple betony bush. He's holding an open glass jar on its side against the soil with one hand and holding up a rock with the other. Wood cockroaches are obediently marching into the jar, over the top of each other, around each other, underneath each other, as though they can't wait to get into the jar fast enough. If Body Control has any benignly useful purposes, it makes catching insects remarkably easier than having to rely on fast reflexes.

At his feet are bunches of different plants that have been pulled up from their roots: dittany, Chinese foxglove, belladonna, knotgrass, valerian, to name but a few. And next to the bundled plants are a few other jars, filled almost to the brim with insects: squirming, writhing worms in one, earwigs scuttling over the top of each other in another, dragonflies in another.

And nearby is a very large emu, standing at six feet in height, picking berries of a tree with its beak in between preening its downy feathers and making the occasional drumming noise.

Severus is focused too intently on what he's doing to notice the woman strolling in his direction with the dog, but Steven the emu notices. In fact, his interest suddenly pricks up as he watches the puppy and after a few moments he suddenly comes barrelling out from the bushes, heading straight for it.
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[personal profile] albuquerque 2014-01-13 09:58 am (UTC)(link)
The bird makes a galloping jump, an excited drumming noise. It's that noise, and the barking, which catches Severus' attention. He snatches a sharp look over at Steven - and of course, the moment his attention is diverted from what he's doing, the bugs suddenly start scrambling about of their own accord.

"Oh, bloody--" he mutters under his breath, dashing his eyes back down to the jar, which he tips upright and fumbles the lid on to stop what he's caught from escaping. He quickly shakes off a cockroach running up his arm.

"Steven!" he snaps, looking back to the bird - and it's then that he notices in his peripheral vision the woman standing behind him.

Startled, he stands up with quick sharpness and faces her. He doesn't like being sneaked up on like that. "Yes?" he asks shortly.
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[personal profile] bornarebel 2014-01-26 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
[Gale had seen snow before, it was not much new to him. What was new to him was the sense of peace, happiness, those things had been fleeting at best in District 12.

Moments stolen when the Capitol was not throwing every possible horror at them.

Freedom, even with the cost of it was something he could not get enough of.

When he sees Elizabeth and Jack he is clearly reminded of this and stops for a few moments just to watch the two of them with a slight smile.]
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[personal profile] bornarebel 2014-01-28 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
[He gives her a smile with a little less shyness, even if he is busted watching her. Gale lets the game bag hang loosely over his shoulder as he approaches.

Cautious a bit of Jack.]


Looks like you two are having fun.