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ioduanlogs2018-08-05 08:48 pm
bestofthevein) wrote in ioduanlogs2018-08-05 08:48 pm
[OPEN] mountain on top, a fire below
Characters: Kit, Rutile + you!! yes, you!!
Date: throughout August
Location: around Aifaran and the Dreaming Bridge
Situation: a catch-all for Kit this month. One closed prompt and one open prompt for now, but I will add more later.
Warnings/Rating: None atm!
Since Vandelin’s disappearance along with the rest of the other visiting Dreamfolk at the end of July, Kit has been moody and uncharacteristically stand-offish. Their time together had provided him with a sense of closure he knows had been denied him in Thedas--but there’s cruelty in having someone you’ve longed for at last brought to you, only to have them ripped away again shortly thereafter.
To say he’s currently a bit cross with the Dreaming would be an understatement.
Regardless, when he makes his reluctant return to his small circle of friends, it’s a little sheepishly, and with the best of intentions.
I. CSPAN Snooze (Justice 1; closed to Rutile)
He’s on the skytrain, trundling from one station towards the next, when his yimo decides to stop working.
At least, that is the only explanation Kit has for its sudden and peculiar behaviour. One minute, he is absently browsing through his most recent album of poorly curated yimo photos (many of them of Vandelin at various stages of benign irritation with him); the next, the network’s most popular news app has opened itself on the device’s screen and is broadcasting some dull, uninteresting piece of legislative news coverage.
He frowns and tabs back to the home screen. Or rather, that is what he tries to do. Pressing the home key only results in the news app reloading.
Scowling, he stuffs the yimo into his pocket and resolves to deal with it once he’s back at the Dreaming Bridge, assuming he doesn’t forget--though forgetting seems highly unlikely given that every public terminal he passes en route to the Bridge from the station. (And probably a few other personal devices, given the sudden exclamations of annoyance and confusion from people around him on the streets.)
By the time he reaches the Bridge’s common area, he’s looking a particular brand of both annoyed and freaked out that only he can accomplish; magical weird shit is not his forte, and frankly neither is technology. Finding a free seat, he tosses himself onto it and sighs, rubbing the bridge of his nose with his eyes shut.
That is, of course, when one of the display screens in the common area promptly changes channels away from Igheeri Eye to--yes, of course--the Assembly’s legislative proceedings.
“Sod it,” Kit mumbles, giving up, and drops his head backward onto the seat.
II. Bridge Under Construction (Arts 3; OPEN)
Kit doesn’t object to the Bridge staff choosing to invest more time and energy in updating the building’s amenities. He didn’t object to the amenities as they were before, either; actually, this is the first time he’s ever lived in a place where the word ‘amenities’ was used to describe anything.
It’s the drilling and hammering at all hours that is driving him to distraction. And a particularly loud THUMP! in the middle of the night has him waking up in a thrashing tangle of his own bedsheets, fumbling around for an axe that he definitely does not keep on his person while sleeping.
Another thump follows shortly thereafter as he topples from the top bunk and hits the floor.
“Ah, shit.”
Either you’re his roommate checking on him after his tumble, or you spot him in the Bridge’s common area a few hours later with a pretty large ice pack pressed against the back of his head.
III. Wildcard!!
(surprise me!)
Date: throughout August
Location: around Aifaran and the Dreaming Bridge
Situation: a catch-all for Kit this month. One closed prompt and one open prompt for now, but I will add more later.
Warnings/Rating: None atm!
Since Vandelin’s disappearance along with the rest of the other visiting Dreamfolk at the end of July, Kit has been moody and uncharacteristically stand-offish. Their time together had provided him with a sense of closure he knows had been denied him in Thedas--but there’s cruelty in having someone you’ve longed for at last brought to you, only to have them ripped away again shortly thereafter.
To say he’s currently a bit cross with the Dreaming would be an understatement.
Regardless, when he makes his reluctant return to his small circle of friends, it’s a little sheepishly, and with the best of intentions.
I. CSPAN Snooze (Justice 1; closed to Rutile)
He’s on the skytrain, trundling from one station towards the next, when his yimo decides to stop working.
At least, that is the only explanation Kit has for its sudden and peculiar behaviour. One minute, he is absently browsing through his most recent album of poorly curated yimo photos (many of them of Vandelin at various stages of benign irritation with him); the next, the network’s most popular news app has opened itself on the device’s screen and is broadcasting some dull, uninteresting piece of legislative news coverage.
He frowns and tabs back to the home screen. Or rather, that is what he tries to do. Pressing the home key only results in the news app reloading.
Scowling, he stuffs the yimo into his pocket and resolves to deal with it once he’s back at the Dreaming Bridge, assuming he doesn’t forget--though forgetting seems highly unlikely given that every public terminal he passes en route to the Bridge from the station. (And probably a few other personal devices, given the sudden exclamations of annoyance and confusion from people around him on the streets.)
By the time he reaches the Bridge’s common area, he’s looking a particular brand of both annoyed and freaked out that only he can accomplish; magical weird shit is not his forte, and frankly neither is technology. Finding a free seat, he tosses himself onto it and sighs, rubbing the bridge of his nose with his eyes shut.
That is, of course, when one of the display screens in the common area promptly changes channels away from Igheeri Eye to--yes, of course--the Assembly’s legislative proceedings.
“Sod it,” Kit mumbles, giving up, and drops his head backward onto the seat.
II. Bridge Under Construction (Arts 3; OPEN)
Kit doesn’t object to the Bridge staff choosing to invest more time and energy in updating the building’s amenities. He didn’t object to the amenities as they were before, either; actually, this is the first time he’s ever lived in a place where the word ‘amenities’ was used to describe anything.
It’s the drilling and hammering at all hours that is driving him to distraction. And a particularly loud THUMP! in the middle of the night has him waking up in a thrashing tangle of his own bedsheets, fumbling around for an axe that he definitely does not keep on his person while sleeping.
Another thump follows shortly thereafter as he topples from the top bunk and hits the floor.
“Ah, shit.”
Either you’re his roommate checking on him after his tumble, or you spot him in the Bridge’s common area a few hours later with a pretty large ice pack pressed against the back of his head.
III. Wildcard!!
(surprise me!)
no subject
"Can gems get rashes like this?" He holds his hand out for Rutile's inspection, then considers his friend's appearance. "I don't suppose you can, being what you are. Maybe that's the difference."
no subject
"Can gems get rashes like this?"
This time Rutile does take Kit's hand, gently holding this fingers spread apart as they peer at the rash in his palm. They don't anticipate their actions hurting him more from a lack of understanding about rashes than their own careful movements, and they are unafraid to turn the hand any which way so as to get a good look. "Your hand is warm," they note, "and I can feel your pulse, but I think those are normal - ah, dwarf things, I suppose? I could say the same as most other living beings, is my point."
With pursed lips, they let Kit have his hand back. "I've never seen anything like this on a gem, though," they reply, frustration evident in their tone. It is so difficult to have so few answers, and so little background to work from in answering them. "It's certainly possible that the difference is in chemical makeup, but I just don't understand why that in particular would be a discriminatory factor.
"I just wish there was someone else we could ask."