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ioduanlogs2018-06-09 11:04 am
wrathfulkhan) wrote in ioduanlogs2018-06-09 11:04 am
Was that a shark on the conveyor belt?
Characters: Gene Khan, Miles Upshur, Aly Haskell, and y'all
Date: throughout June
Location: Aifaran and environs
Situation: Junebugs be buggin'.
Warnings/Rating: Prompt A: Depression/grief and unhealthy coping mechanisms
[A] | Gene | outside Aifaran | June 14 | closed to Pepper
Gene is just...gone.
With Tony's disappearance, Gene did what he does best, which was disappear, too, and hide himself. Being alone was safe, and he'd been alone for a while before he came here. Why not be alone again? He's used to it. It's fine.
(It's not fine.)
He has no control over anything, and he knows that. For someone who desperately needs to control some element of his life, especially about his family, this is something that hits too close to home and makes him spiral.
The only option is to run, and not think. Don't think. Don't ever think. Don't ever think again. Grief can only strike if you think, and if you don't think, there's no grief.
He doesn't want to be here anymore. He doesn't want to be in Aifaran. He doesn't want to be on Earth. He doesn't want to be anywhere.
Being in this little abandoned shack, shielded and invisible, is close enough to not-being.
[B] | Miles | throughout Aifaran | early June | open
Miles is walking down the street with his headphones in, and he's in a surprisingly good mood. He's got the scent of a story in his nose, and that's cheered him up immensely. Sure, he's gonna be making another enemy, but he's glad to have the kind of determination that only a new story can fix.
He's in such a good mood, in fact, that he starts to sing to himself as he walks, which eventually turns into dancing, which eventually ends in a park. Some bemused locals clap, and when the song's over and he realizes he has an audience, he laughs a little and bows. He's blushing a little, but you can't be embarrassed if you have no shame. Own it, Miles, own it.
[C] | Miles | Verdant Sentry HQ | early June | closed to Valdis
Time to get involved with the cops. Miles does not like cops, and the feeling is quite frankly mutual. It takes a little bit of doing, and a little bit of the Sentry jerking him around (assholes), before he finally gets to talk to Valdis.
"Hi," he says, waving at her. "You free a minute? You better be, after all the shit I just got."
[D] | Aly | outside Aifaran | early June | open
There's an odd creature outside the city. Well - odder than the creatures already here. It's not native, to be sure. An Earth-native might recognize it as a maned wolf, but...hello, there's something different about it. It's got two spiraling gazelle horns coming out of its head.
And it's stalking some completely oblivious bibiru.
[E] | Aly | throughout Aifaran | throughout June | open
Aly's learned her lesson about parkour for now, ever since dropping straight into the drink. Doesn't mean she doesn't go up on the rooftops every so often, especially at night. She likes to lie down and see the stars. They're strange here, but no stranger than they are Otherside, on the rare times she's been able to see them. The bubble they're in shines like the aurora borealis sometimes, and that makes her eyes water (she's not crying).
[F] | Aly | throughout Aifaran | throughout June | open
At other times, Aly's trying to be normal. She's trying to calm her anger down, and sometimes it even works. It's frowned upon to walk around obviously armed, but some days she takes her copper-headed mace with her, its iron core a deterrent to any faeries. You never could tell around here. She never, ever leaves her belt and its pouch behind, though. The antler knife inside it hurts a little to be near, and hurts worse for her to hold, but she won't risk being without it. It's death and blood, but it's necessary. And she works on sharpening it from time to time; not to harm anyone here, but for what she needs to do when she returns.
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Date: throughout June
Location: Aifaran and environs
Situation: Junebugs be buggin'.
Warnings/Rating: Prompt A: Depression/grief and unhealthy coping mechanisms
[A] | Gene | outside Aifaran | June 14 | closed to Pepper
Gene is just...gone.
With Tony's disappearance, Gene did what he does best, which was disappear, too, and hide himself. Being alone was safe, and he'd been alone for a while before he came here. Why not be alone again? He's used to it. It's fine.
(It's not fine.)
He has no control over anything, and he knows that. For someone who desperately needs to control some element of his life, especially about his family, this is something that hits too close to home and makes him spiral.
The only option is to run, and not think. Don't think. Don't ever think. Don't ever think again. Grief can only strike if you think, and if you don't think, there's no grief.
He doesn't want to be here anymore. He doesn't want to be in Aifaran. He doesn't want to be on Earth. He doesn't want to be anywhere.
Being in this little abandoned shack, shielded and invisible, is close enough to not-being.
[B] | Miles | throughout Aifaran | early June | open
Miles is walking down the street with his headphones in, and he's in a surprisingly good mood. He's got the scent of a story in his nose, and that's cheered him up immensely. Sure, he's gonna be making another enemy, but he's glad to have the kind of determination that only a new story can fix.
He's in such a good mood, in fact, that he starts to sing to himself as he walks, which eventually turns into dancing, which eventually ends in a park. Some bemused locals clap, and when the song's over and he realizes he has an audience, he laughs a little and bows. He's blushing a little, but you can't be embarrassed if you have no shame. Own it, Miles, own it.
[C] | Miles | Verdant Sentry HQ | early June | closed to Valdis
Time to get involved with the cops. Miles does not like cops, and the feeling is quite frankly mutual. It takes a little bit of doing, and a little bit of the Sentry jerking him around (assholes), before he finally gets to talk to Valdis.
"Hi," he says, waving at her. "You free a minute? You better be, after all the shit I just got."
[D] | Aly | outside Aifaran | early June | open
There's an odd creature outside the city. Well - odder than the creatures already here. It's not native, to be sure. An Earth-native might recognize it as a maned wolf, but...hello, there's something different about it. It's got two spiraling gazelle horns coming out of its head.
And it's stalking some completely oblivious bibiru.
[E] | Aly | throughout Aifaran | throughout June | open
Aly's learned her lesson about parkour for now, ever since dropping straight into the drink. Doesn't mean she doesn't go up on the rooftops every so often, especially at night. She likes to lie down and see the stars. They're strange here, but no stranger than they are Otherside, on the rare times she's been able to see them. The bubble they're in shines like the aurora borealis sometimes, and that makes her eyes water (she's not crying).
[F] | Aly | throughout Aifaran | throughout June | open
At other times, Aly's trying to be normal. She's trying to calm her anger down, and sometimes it even works. It's frowned upon to walk around obviously armed, but some days she takes her copper-headed mace with her, its iron core a deterrent to any faeries. You never could tell around here. She never, ever leaves her belt and its pouch behind, though. The antler knife inside it hurts a little to be near, and hurts worse for her to hold, but she won't risk being without it. It's death and blood, but it's necessary. And she works on sharpening it from time to time; not to harm anyone here, but for what she needs to do when she returns.
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both of them i bet
Then, regaining his composure, he crossed his arms. "And I know that you know both about the murder and that you know this man personally, too. I'm giving you the chance to comment on it before I run a story."
Oh dear
"I'm afraid I am not aware of any murders involving Dreamfolk," she said slowly, "I am aware of the man you speak of, and his tendencies, which is why I am keeping my eyes on him. Even so, if there is an ongoing investigation, I would advise you to hold your story until more details emerge."
mwehehe
(His trouble sense, he knew, was severely broken.)
"If you're 'keeping an eye on him' as a person of interest," he said, "then it'd be counterproductive to make sure that case goes anywhere, yeah? What, you're just going to make him think he's gotten away scot-free so he can kill again? He's not enough of a public menace for you?" It was the last thing she said, though, that tipped him over into pissed.
"Valdis, you had better not be telling me to drop a story because it would be more convenient for you that way," he said acidly.
oh no
"As I said, I am not aware of any murders involving Dreamfolk," Valdis repeated, trying to maintain patience, "I am not the Chief of Police anymore, Miles. I do not know of everything going on in the city. I am keeping an eye on Jack of my own volition, not due to any case or assignment."
Her calm was just barely skin deep, his anger at her was uncalled for, but he seemed to be determined to be angry.
"I'm not telling you to drop anything, I simply don't have the facts you seem to think I have. It has nothing to do with convenience."
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But she did say that she'd been keeping an eye on him, anyway. "At least I'm not the only one who thinks he's rotten."
no subject
"I know my way around rude and dangerous men, Miles," she replied, "Well enough that I can recognize one on sight. It would be unwise to ignore him."
She might not love Aifaran, but she wasn't going to let it bend to the likes of Handsome Jack.
"I am glad some sense has returned to you," she continued, "I shall look into your report and let you know what I find, within reason of the law. I do still need this job."