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ioduanlogs2018-08-05 06:43 pm
lasergrenades) wrote in ioduanlogs2018-08-05 06:43 pm
If I can live through this I can do anything
Characters: Pepper Potts, Devin Parker, and you!
Date: Throughout August
Location: Around Aifaran
Situation: Pepper gets turned tiny and is a small terror, and Devin is dealing with the fallout of Bobby's visit
Warnings/Rating: Probable discussions of torture, violence, murder
A. [Pepper] Arts 3 | Around Aifaran | Open
Not having anything particularly against Igheeri and also not being particularly busy at the moment they grab her, Pepper is willing to go along with the gag. It's clearly a serious enterprise for them, and despite literally nothing being either a style that works for her or something that isn't completely hideous, she's having fun. For the first hour, anyway. After that it starts getting a bit ridiculous, and then when she tries to disentangle herself it is not as easy as she would like. "Really, this has been super fun, but, uh, I'm supposed to be meeting a friend nearby."
B. [Pepper] To be a child again | Aug 8 - 14 | Around Aifaran | Open
Well, this is awkward. Pepper woke up about twenty-five or twenty-six once in Keeliai, and that was a bit strange but not substantially problematic. Waking up ten, however… very problematic. Part of that problem is that, while she remembers Aifaran and Keeliai and all of that history, she's also much more her ten-year-old self than her actual age in some ways: more stubborn, more chatty, and more (visibly) insatiably curious. She tries to go to work, and the Sentry tell her she'll have to wait until it wears off (it had better wear off). The kitchen counter is annoyingly high but she insists on trying to cook anyway. None of her clothes fit, which means she can go shopping but everyone treats her like the child she appears to be, and therefore don't talk to her like she's just a human being. Bakura and Gene are elected to help make the shopping nightmare bearable. More than one person is threatened with arrest.
Worse, Pepper can't wear the Rescue armor properly, and the one time she tries she falls on her face in the middle of a park. When her ka is tangible, Pepper looks almost laughably small next to the fully-armored woman, and Vee teases her once by appearing at her ten-foot height. The redhead retaliates by climbing her.
C. [Devin] Apartment | August 1 | X
Valdis tells him that Bobby is gone, and the last shred of composure Devin has been clinging to finally shatters. He doesn't sit so much as collapse heavily onto his couch, head in hands and shoulders shaking. It's over. It should have been over when they trapped her, when they fought on the most even terms possible and when Devin had the chance to just kill her. He had her life in his hands for the first time, and he didn't want it. She wasn't worth it to him; she was still a threat, to be sure, but not in the apocalyptic way he had feared. What was left to her was her ability to destroy Devin from the inside out with just words, a powerful language to manipulate reality, and the knowledge that harming people he cares about would unhinge him.
She will never remember this incident, but Devin is left trying to pick up the pieces of himself in her wake. She's gone but the world hasn't stopped spinning out of his control.
D. [Devin] The turtle's head | Mid or Late August | The Fool
It's obscenely early in the morning when Devin reaches the turtle's head. Neither his apartment nor the Fool's is a neutral enough location for this conversation, and he couldn't think of anywhere else that would be both private and neutral. Visitors usually don't show up until after breakfast here, even though it's no guarantee of complete privacy. What it does offer is a sense of calm that has evaded Devin for the better part of three months. Even if it's only by inches, it is better than nothing. There's a flat spot on the rocks that isn't carved but is like a naturally formed bench, and Devin claims the spot to watch the sun rise.
He told the Fool when he'd be there, but didn't request that he arrive quite this early if he doesn't want to. The vampire doesn't need as much sleep as most humans. He hasn't been getting it either, and it's starting to show even in the pale rays of morning.
E. [Devin] A Bar | Late August | Kit
So, a lot happened last month. A Lot. Taking on his demonic ex-girlfriend and sealing her into a giant bloody cross until she vanished from Aifaran was not undertaken lightly, and Devin has been dealing with the consequences in one way or another ever since. Getting drunk and hiding was the first order of things, but then he had to help keep an eye on a foal-sized Hellhound and was forced to stop drowning in his own self-hatred and misery for five minutes. He knows he needs to have a conversation with everyone who was involved; Valdis can wait, since the whole guardianship thing will take some more unpacking of its own and she wasn't miffed about anything but not killing Bobby. Klaus understood the gravity of her presence even if she was much less powerful than anticipated, and Devin also isn't sure how this situation will affect their already rocky interactions.
Kit, however, had objected strongly to her murder and to sealing her, and as much as Devin would like to Never Ever speak of these events again, he has to. There is too much that Kit doesn't know, and not enough familiarity between them to let this sit by the wayside. Devin purchases himself a double helping of liquor and tells the bartender he'll get Kit's, too.
F. Wildcard!
Date: Throughout August
Location: Around Aifaran
Situation: Pepper gets turned tiny and is a small terror, and Devin is dealing with the fallout of Bobby's visit
Warnings/Rating: Probable discussions of torture, violence, murder
A. [Pepper] Arts 3 | Around Aifaran | Open
Not having anything particularly against Igheeri and also not being particularly busy at the moment they grab her, Pepper is willing to go along with the gag. It's clearly a serious enterprise for them, and despite literally nothing being either a style that works for her or something that isn't completely hideous, she's having fun. For the first hour, anyway. After that it starts getting a bit ridiculous, and then when she tries to disentangle herself it is not as easy as she would like. "Really, this has been super fun, but, uh, I'm supposed to be meeting a friend nearby."
B. [Pepper] To be a child again | Aug 8 - 14 | Around Aifaran | Open
Well, this is awkward. Pepper woke up about twenty-five or twenty-six once in Keeliai, and that was a bit strange but not substantially problematic. Waking up ten, however… very problematic. Part of that problem is that, while she remembers Aifaran and Keeliai and all of that history, she's also much more her ten-year-old self than her actual age in some ways: more stubborn, more chatty, and more (visibly) insatiably curious. She tries to go to work, and the Sentry tell her she'll have to wait until it wears off (it had better wear off). The kitchen counter is annoyingly high but she insists on trying to cook anyway. None of her clothes fit, which means she can go shopping but everyone treats her like the child she appears to be, and therefore don't talk to her like she's just a human being. Bakura and Gene are elected to help make the shopping nightmare bearable. More than one person is threatened with arrest.
Worse, Pepper can't wear the Rescue armor properly, and the one time she tries she falls on her face in the middle of a park. When her ka is tangible, Pepper looks almost laughably small next to the fully-armored woman, and Vee teases her once by appearing at her ten-foot height. The redhead retaliates by climbing her.
C. [Devin] Apartment | August 1 | X
Valdis tells him that Bobby is gone, and the last shred of composure Devin has been clinging to finally shatters. He doesn't sit so much as collapse heavily onto his couch, head in hands and shoulders shaking. It's over. It should have been over when they trapped her, when they fought on the most even terms possible and when Devin had the chance to just kill her. He had her life in his hands for the first time, and he didn't want it. She wasn't worth it to him; she was still a threat, to be sure, but not in the apocalyptic way he had feared. What was left to her was her ability to destroy Devin from the inside out with just words, a powerful language to manipulate reality, and the knowledge that harming people he cares about would unhinge him.
She will never remember this incident, but Devin is left trying to pick up the pieces of himself in her wake. She's gone but the world hasn't stopped spinning out of his control.
D. [Devin] The turtle's head | Mid or Late August | The Fool
It's obscenely early in the morning when Devin reaches the turtle's head. Neither his apartment nor the Fool's is a neutral enough location for this conversation, and he couldn't think of anywhere else that would be both private and neutral. Visitors usually don't show up until after breakfast here, even though it's no guarantee of complete privacy. What it does offer is a sense of calm that has evaded Devin for the better part of three months. Even if it's only by inches, it is better than nothing. There's a flat spot on the rocks that isn't carved but is like a naturally formed bench, and Devin claims the spot to watch the sun rise.
He told the Fool when he'd be there, but didn't request that he arrive quite this early if he doesn't want to. The vampire doesn't need as much sleep as most humans. He hasn't been getting it either, and it's starting to show even in the pale rays of morning.
E. [Devin] A Bar | Late August | Kit
So, a lot happened last month. A Lot. Taking on his demonic ex-girlfriend and sealing her into a giant bloody cross until she vanished from Aifaran was not undertaken lightly, and Devin has been dealing with the consequences in one way or another ever since. Getting drunk and hiding was the first order of things, but then he had to help keep an eye on a foal-sized Hellhound and was forced to stop drowning in his own self-hatred and misery for five minutes. He knows he needs to have a conversation with everyone who was involved; Valdis can wait, since the whole guardianship thing will take some more unpacking of its own and she wasn't miffed about anything but not killing Bobby. Klaus understood the gravity of her presence even if she was much less powerful than anticipated, and Devin also isn't sure how this situation will affect their already rocky interactions.
Kit, however, had objected strongly to her murder and to sealing her, and as much as Devin would like to Never Ever speak of these events again, he has to. There is too much that Kit doesn't know, and not enough familiarity between them to let this sit by the wayside. Devin purchases himself a double helping of liquor and tells the bartender he'll get Kit's, too.
F. Wildcard!
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He arrives at the bar at the prescribed time, polite enough to finish off his cigarette and put it out before pushing the door open and stepping in. It takes him only a few seconds to spot Devin where he's seated at the bar, and to make his way over to him. "Hey," he says, his voice just loud enough to be heard over the din of conversation around them.
There's a vacant seat next to Devin, which Kit takes, and leans his elbows on the counter. He doesn't say much, scratching uncomfortably at the side of his jaw.
(Who's going to break the ice first?)
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"Glad to see we're still on speaking terms," the vampire quips over the lip of his glass.
A few uncomfortable seconds of silence go by. "It's been a shit month, hasn't it."
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That agreement goes a long way without saying that much. The Dreaming brought them both two people from their pasts, and their experiences could not have been more opposite. Losing Bobby was probably like being released from prison for Devin; for Kit, losing Vandelin was... something else.
"Thanks for the drink," he says, tone neutral. He brings it up for a slow swallow, then sets it down again.
(He's not intentionally making this difficult for you, Devin, he's must shit at talking about his feelings, too.)
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The influx of Dreamfolk had had impact on many of the residents, both good and bad. These events often seemed to bring emotional rollercoasters along with them.
Devin also takes a sip of his drink, nodding after in acknowledgement. "It's the least I can do for your help," he replies. A sigh follows, and he tries to rub some of the weariness from his eyes. "Especially considering things did not go entirely to plan. I don't think anyone felt... satisfied with how it turned out."
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Kit keeps his eyes on his drink when he says, "That's one way to put it." Up comes the glass for a swallow, before he sets it down again.
He doesn't want to revisit this subject, doesn't want to devote any more of his walking thoughts towards remembering the sight of a flesh and blood woman turned into a bloody cross by people he'd come to respect. Killing a demon in Thedas wasn't something he'd ever lost much sleep over; putting a defeated opponent, one who looked as mortal as the people who'd just bested her, through that kind of misery--
"Hey, I'll have another," he says abruptly to the bartender, holding out the tumbler for a refill. He stolidly does not look at Devin while he does so.
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The compromise they had arrived at was not a comfortable one. She's gone, though she will have a lasting impact on this city and the people Devin knows. He can't help but feel responsible for all of it.
"I won't try to justify any of it, or claim righteousness, or beg forgiveness," the vampire says quietly, staring into the amber liquid before him. "I respect you enough not to do you that disservice. But I am grateful you were there... not only for your help, but for your dissent," he elaborates.
Devin pauses and takes another drink, letting the whiskey burn the back of his throat. "Someone in my world made it clear to me that Bobby knows exactly my brand of stupid. Even keeping that in mind... I'm clouded when it comes to her," he admits. "I did not mean to draw you into something you hadn't signed up for."
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"I signed up for killing a demon," Kit answers flatly, then lifts up his newly refilled drink to swallow down a goodly portion of it. The burn of the liquor down his throat makes him grimace, teeth bared for a second, before he shakes his head. The motion is short, stiff. "Not--whatever that was."
He does, at length, glance at Devin to meet his gaze, though his own is deeply guarded and otherwise difficult to read. "That what demons are like, where you're from? They look just like you?"
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"They do when they're on Earth," Devin answers honestly. "She's the only one I've met personally, but they're not capable of walking around with the living at full strength, or they'll be banished as soon as they surface."
The vampire considers what must be a fascinating pattern in the wood grain of the bar. "She masqueraded as human for years, but I only knew her for a few months. I don't know if she stole some poor woman's body or constructed one." He shakes his head once and his tone hardens. "I do know that I killed that body ten years ago, and yet here it was again."
It had been unnerving how little she cared for her mortality here. Yes, she had shown fear and had perhaps even been overcome by it for the first time in her immensely long existence. But Bobby had been more reckless than Devin expected; she knew it was a trap and she had come anyway.