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ioduanlogs2018-10-08 08:55 pm
wrathfulkhan) wrote in ioduanlogs2018-10-08 08:55 pm
Honey mustard cannot just replace mustard arbitrarily.
Characters: Gene Khan, Miles Upshur, Aly Haskell, Kai, and y'all
Date: throughout October
Location: Aifaran and environs
Situation: hooliganry
Warnings/Rating: Will be added as they arise
[A] | Gene | the Dojo | throughout October | open
The Dojo had opened in the beginning of October, since Gene had scraped together enough money for the lease, and had spent a solid week getting the place ready to open. It didn't quite smell of paint, but it was close.
He's done his best to advertize, but it's slow at first, and he spends the time he's not teaching with doing some forms, both to keep himself sharp and to prove to any potential incoming students that he knows his stuff.
[B] | Gene | the Shunt | backdated to August 27 | closed to Tony
[from here]
"Since May," Gene says. "It's August now." But his shoulders sag with relief, because Tony didn't forget. "If I ever expected to see you again here, it wasn't going to be on a shunt."
It's really him, he's here, and he remembers. Gene never thought he'd be so lucky. He'd never even dreamed it.
Gene took a step closer, and then another step, and then hugged Tony as hard as he could.
[C] | Miles | throughout Aifaran | mid-October | open
Crap.
As a rule, Miles refuses to dress up. But the masquerade ball coming up, well. Considering he wasn't likely to be let in if he showed up both stag and slumming it in casual clothes, he'd decided to go look for something to wear. At least if he went stag, he'd look good - and that didn't bother him.
I really wish I wasn't so picky, he thinks in the third shop he's gone to. And as for a mask, forget it. That's a can of worms he does not want to get into yet.
"I hate shopping," he grumbles.
[D] | Kai | throughout Aifaran | early October | open
If Kai wasn't a Dreamfolk, she'd look like a tourist. She does anyway. The city's strange, mostly due to the presence of so many vertebrates and such a weird mix of cultures! It's pretty weird for someone who's been confined to Inkling culture for almost her entire life, with only a smattering of Octoling culture - and that only recently with the wave of Octolings escaping the underground.
She's wandering around, looking up at everything, and of course trying every single piece of food that she possibly can.
"Okay," she says eagerly to a giggling kedan, "so what's a sea prune?"
[E] | Aly | throughout Aifaran | early October | open
Aly's slacked off on the graffiti lately, especially since she heard the Sentry were getting pretty intent on finding the culprit. Without that, though, there's little to distract her from the reality of her situation.
One: The barrier is acting weird, and it's her fault.
Two: It's getting close to Halloween. Aly used to love Halloween, but ever since the whole incident last year with the attempted faerie invasion, it makes her jumpy.
Three: She had messed with the barrier, and now it's acting weird, and it's close to Halloween.
All of this has combined to make her constantly anxious about history repeating itself and the barrier collapsing. She's a lot more twitchy than usual, which she tries to hide under enthusiasm for the festival, but there's an undercurrent of high-strung nervousness under it, making her seem slightly manic.
[F] | Aly | a restaurant | September 14 | closed to Devin
[from here]
"You do everything with purpose, so I assume that you're being rude on purpose, too," Aly said to him, and off they went.
When they sit down, Aly surveys him over the top of her menu for a moment, before saying with infuriating calm, "You're making friends. That's good. I worry about you."
She's building up to something. You cannot escape, Devin. You are already trapped.
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Date: throughout October
Location: Aifaran and environs
Situation: hooliganry
Warnings/Rating: Will be added as they arise
[A] | Gene | the Dojo | throughout October | open
The Dojo had opened in the beginning of October, since Gene had scraped together enough money for the lease, and had spent a solid week getting the place ready to open. It didn't quite smell of paint, but it was close.
He's done his best to advertize, but it's slow at first, and he spends the time he's not teaching with doing some forms, both to keep himself sharp and to prove to any potential incoming students that he knows his stuff.
[B] | Gene | the Shunt | backdated to August 27 | closed to Tony
[from here]
"Since May," Gene says. "It's August now." But his shoulders sag with relief, because Tony didn't forget. "If I ever expected to see you again here, it wasn't going to be on a shunt."
It's really him, he's here, and he remembers. Gene never thought he'd be so lucky. He'd never even dreamed it.
Gene took a step closer, and then another step, and then hugged Tony as hard as he could.
[C] | Miles | throughout Aifaran | mid-October | open
Crap.
As a rule, Miles refuses to dress up. But the masquerade ball coming up, well. Considering he wasn't likely to be let in if he showed up both stag and slumming it in casual clothes, he'd decided to go look for something to wear. At least if he went stag, he'd look good - and that didn't bother him.
I really wish I wasn't so picky, he thinks in the third shop he's gone to. And as for a mask, forget it. That's a can of worms he does not want to get into yet.
"I hate shopping," he grumbles.
[D] | Kai | throughout Aifaran | early October | open
If Kai wasn't a Dreamfolk, she'd look like a tourist. She does anyway. The city's strange, mostly due to the presence of so many vertebrates and such a weird mix of cultures! It's pretty weird for someone who's been confined to Inkling culture for almost her entire life, with only a smattering of Octoling culture - and that only recently with the wave of Octolings escaping the underground.
She's wandering around, looking up at everything, and of course trying every single piece of food that she possibly can.
"Okay," she says eagerly to a giggling kedan, "so what's a sea prune?"
[E] | Aly | throughout Aifaran | early October | open
Aly's slacked off on the graffiti lately, especially since she heard the Sentry were getting pretty intent on finding the culprit. Without that, though, there's little to distract her from the reality of her situation.
One: The barrier is acting weird, and it's her fault.
Two: It's getting close to Halloween. Aly used to love Halloween, but ever since the whole incident last year with the attempted faerie invasion, it makes her jumpy.
Three: She had messed with the barrier, and now it's acting weird, and it's close to Halloween.
All of this has combined to make her constantly anxious about history repeating itself and the barrier collapsing. She's a lot more twitchy than usual, which she tries to hide under enthusiasm for the festival, but there's an undercurrent of high-strung nervousness under it, making her seem slightly manic.
[F] | Aly | a restaurant | September 14 | closed to Devin
[from here]
"You do everything with purpose, so I assume that you're being rude on purpose, too," Aly said to him, and off they went.
When they sit down, Aly surveys him over the top of her menu for a moment, before saying with infuriating calm, "You're making friends. That's good. I worry about you."
She's building up to something. You cannot escape, Devin. You are already trapped.
If you want another starter, feel free to hit me up via PM or at
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He's confident that he could handle anything that happened weirdness-wise outside, but that doesn't mean that he particularly wants to.
"I've got bokkens," he says, "but no bows. Yet. I figured I'd start with the very basics, and archery requires more equipment." He's trying to save his money for now, at least until the dojo turns a decent profit.
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Sheena, on the other hand, has pretty much become used to handling the weird side of things. Doesn't mean she doesn't get surprised every now and then.
She nods. "I can practice with a bokken," she says before sighing. "Yeah, it does." Then she chuckles. "I hadn't had much practice with the bow I had back in Keeliai, but at least I wasn't still 'shooting worms' as a friend of mine once called it."
/archery intensifies
"That would be great," he says. "I'm actually looking for more people to help so I don't get overwhelmed."
When she mentions 'shooting worms', he laughs a little. "It can take a while if you're using a bow with a pull weight that's too high. I'll have to get some introductory ones with low pull before moving on to the stronger ones."
Now that hiatus is over...
"Really? Well, count me in!" She pauses. "Do you have a certain style you'd like taught, or just basic self-defense?"
She laughs with him as well. "Oh no, it wasn't that! The person who was teaching me had found the perfect bow for me. I just wasn't used to a long-distance weapon that I didn't have to throw!" She perks up.
"Wait. Do you know where bows are made?"