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ioduanlogs2018-09-11 06:30 pm
spiralpatterns) wrote in ioduanlogs2018-09-11 06:30 pm
catchall | September | open
Characters: Zephyr, X, anyone else who feels like it
Date: Septemberish
Location: Dreaming Bridge, Aifaran
Situation: Many, lots
Warnings/Rating: Will warn in thread headers if it gets there
A | X | Dreaming Bridge | Closed
"Hey, buddy, got a sec?" This is without preamble as Zephyr ambles home one day from another of his assorted odd jobs. He flops headlong into his bunk without waiting for an answer; but he adjusts after a moment to look sidelong over at X, thoughtful.
He doesn't actually bother to get up.
B | Faith 2 | Open
"Please hide me." This is said very earnestly as Zephyr ducks into the shop and heads for the nearest friendly Dreamperson. He jerks his head outside; there's a Ban Om acolyte just standing there. Watching. Smiling.
Zephyr looks, to say the least, harried.
C | Meta 1 | Open
So Zephyr's been doing a bit of exploring this month, more consciously than simply going where work takes him. Looking into areas he likes, areas that might have nice apartments to live in. Places he could consciously call a home, instead of just kind of... drifting.
Unfortunately, today the yimo's mapping is on the fritz. Seems like interference, but who's he to judge? Zephyr trips into a ditch, mutters a curse, and thumps it before shoving it back into his pocket. There is some muttering to himself. "That's what I get for trying to use a damn map, I guess."
Date: Septemberish
Location: Dreaming Bridge, Aifaran
Situation: Many, lots
Warnings/Rating: Will warn in thread headers if it gets there
A | X | Dreaming Bridge | Closed
"Hey, buddy, got a sec?" This is without preamble as Zephyr ambles home one day from another of his assorted odd jobs. He flops headlong into his bunk without waiting for an answer; but he adjusts after a moment to look sidelong over at X, thoughtful.
He doesn't actually bother to get up.
B | Faith 2 | Open
"Please hide me." This is said very earnestly as Zephyr ducks into the shop and heads for the nearest friendly Dreamperson. He jerks his head outside; there's a Ban Om acolyte just standing there. Watching. Smiling.
Zephyr looks, to say the least, harried.
C | Meta 1 | Open
So Zephyr's been doing a bit of exploring this month, more consciously than simply going where work takes him. Looking into areas he likes, areas that might have nice apartments to live in. Places he could consciously call a home, instead of just kind of... drifting.
Unfortunately, today the yimo's mapping is on the fritz. Seems like interference, but who's he to judge? Zephyr trips into a ditch, mutters a curse, and thumps it before shoving it back into his pocket. There is some muttering to himself. "That's what I get for trying to use a damn map, I guess."
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"Moving out?" he says at last, like the idea has never crossed his mind even as an idle thought. And it hasn't; the Bridge never gave him a reason to leave, not even out of boredom like Zephyr suggests. Now that he's considering it, he's not convinced he could afford it, or that he wants to leave the one place he could be sure of meeting anyone he knows from his home world.
"I --" he begins, stammering a little. "I haven't -- given it much thought. I guess I'm not used to turning down a free bed when there's one available."
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He lets X work through that, and the initial answer isn't super hopeful, but-- whatever, it's not like Zephyr had a whole lot staked on this plan in the first place. It was just a thought. Definitely just a thought.
"It's getting kind of wearing being here with a constant parade of roommates and then not-roommates," he says eventually, when it seems like X has said as much as he's going to. "And the odd jobs I've got going on are decent enough. We could manage to rent a place, I think."