larkers: (Default)
MEADOWLARK MODS ([personal profile] larkers) wrote in [community profile] meadowlarklogs2019-05-11 12:20 pm

ARRIVAL LOG 010

WHO: Everyone
WHERE: New Amsterdam
WHEN: Evening of October 21 and 22
WHAT: The tenth arrival
NOTES OR WARNINGS: Coercion, loss of autonomy, sexual themes and alcohol usage. Further notes at end of log.

> ARRIVAL LOG #010

Awareness comes to you in blurred snatches, cloudy fragments of sound and light, color, sensation. Hazy and difficult to grasp on to, but slowly aligning into focus. A series of regular, rhythmic beeps. A medicinal, astringent smell. The sensation of movement, a low hum and accompanying vibration under you. Your eyes are heavy, hard to keep open, but in the glimpses between slow, dark blinks you see four people in black body armor seated opposite you, as well as a man in dark gray scrubs.

You realize there are others next to you. All of you in white scrubs, hair recently cut but at various stages of growth, restrained by straps across your chests, arms, feet, holding you to the bench under you. To your left, an armored interior door, two more people visible, the movement of streets passing through a windshield. You try to open your mouth to speak, but it's as if your tongue is coated in tar, and you manage nothing more than an empty parting of lips.

The vehicle stops. The guard opposite you stands and comes to unbuckle you from the bench, helping you to your feet. Your limbs feel wooden and heavy, slow to move. One guard opens the back of the vehicle, and false, colored light, illuminating the streets in the distance will first alert your senses of being somewhere else, combined with air that's only cooled with the setting of the sun. The nurse moves to stand at the back, checking each passenger over one by one just before they're helped out of the vehicle, quick and methodical. He doesn't climb out after you, moving to sit as the last passenger is unloaded.

The guards keep their heads down. Their actions are quick, firm, but not entirely unkind. Once all the passengers are out, they drop some masks on the ground in a tan-colored tote bag. "Pick a mask," they bark, and then turn to climb back into the vehicle and close the doors. The engine powers up again, and then the bus is gone.

You're left alone in an alley, with no idea of where you are or why you've been brought here.

Around the corner of the alley, there is the sound of various different carnival rides and men yelling for someone to step right up and try their luck on the various assortment of games that are available. Off in the distance, there's a large, hulking structure – perfectly vertical in nature, and people on it twist upward and then come slamming down mere moments later. It seems that you've just arrived as a part of some festivity, though it's probably hard to tell if you're an attraction or a coincidence of this all.

Either way – time to pick a mask. They're nothing special: they go over the head, but no one was ordered to put one on. They show various monsters – generic and otherwise – and it looks like they were purchased in bulk.

◉ Though entirely capable of independent action and thought, new characters will find themselves completely, unquestioningly compliant to any verbal statement which could be taken as a command or request.

> 10 DAYS OF HALLOWEEN: OPENING CEREMONY

The message from El comes the same as usual: insistent, not waiting for any active attempt to open it. Scrolling within your vision as if being written while you're reading it.

Here we go again. You know the drill by now. Our new batch has been thrown into the middle of a Halloween party. They should have masks on which doesn't make them much easier to find, but I trust you guys can figure this out. You know the signs to look for by now. So… Happy Halloween. 🎃

Having ten actual days dedicated to Halloween may seem like a bit much, but New Amsterdam takes the festivities seriously. Thanks to being a melting pot of two millenia's worth of cultures, they try to touch on every aspect of it. The launch party is a two-day event set in the cultural district. Thanks to the lack of ground traffic, the city easily rolls in what acts as a mini-carnival. The ground throughout the carnival is lit with candle-filled pumpkins, providing a warmth of inviting light as the nights grow cooler. While the carnival shuts down during the working day, it opens again in the evening, allowing working parents to bring their children before the hours come to a close. During this time, children run around with their friends in costumes to ask for candy or food from nearby businesses or carnival booths. Sometimes these children have to perform a task before they get what they've asked for – either through playing a game or answering a trivia question – but they're never turned away empty handed.

The first two days are largely billed as a time for people to come together and have a good time, but Halloween is also known for offering opportunities to local artists to get their work recognized. Whether digital or otherwise, artists are asked to commit to a theme and produce art on the first day of the event that's viewed throughout the next nine days. Part of the tradition is the crunch of trying to produce a work of art with limited notice and time. If they aren't done before the first two days are over, they won't be able to get free advertisement for their work. When the event is over, all of the art will go up for auction, and the artists will receive 75% of whatever is offered for their work. This year's theme is "Remembrance and Renewal" – and most themes from past years are just as open for interpretation.

As it gets deeper into the evening and children have returned home, the festivities turn toward being more adult. While barred from selling alcohol until 9 PM, the various carnival booths change their tune after that point, offering a wide array of alcohol – including their own takes on moonshine. The first night even features a competition over who's brought the best, and everyone's invited to try a sample and put in a vote – for free. A rather savvy individual would likely be able to find themselves well in their cups just off of these samples, as the moonshine contest is the way for the adults to get a treat of their own. For these evening festivities, everyone is allowed to wear a more risque costume, and sex workers come over from the neighboring Red Light District in order to advertise some of their more unique services for the evenings ahead. Every brothel will have a unique theme of its own to mark how special the event is, and their services will match.

Otherwise, the first two days of Halloween are known for allowing kids to have fun and for adults to be anonymous for a little while. Anyone who holds down a day job will still be expected to turn into work, but there's a tacit understanding that most people will be under the weather during this time.

◉ The carnival will have a wide array of rides that are set up rather quickly. There's a ferris wheel with seats that will rotate around a large machine like an atom, but with many different "branches" to allow a great deal of people to go on at once. Everyone gets on at the same time, and the seats "float." Each person can pay for how long their ride is in increments, and extend that time if they so choose. For the after dark people, there is a definite badge of honor in having a good time in a ferris wheel without getting caught with your pants down. Other rides include the Wicked Force – which rapidly takes people up 500 ft into the air and then drops them – as well as carousels that allow someone to customize their mount for an additional amount of money. Want a lewd mount? That's fine … after the kids have gone home to play, and some people like to show off whatever they thought up on Cooltalk.

◉ As always, there are a large number of food options available thanks to the local food trucks coming out to sell their food. Taco trucks are the most popular around this time, and that's most of what will be offered. Many trucks will have some homemade candy that they offer for free with each meal – with the option to get more.

◉ Throughout the city, there will be controlled bonfire pits that are lit every night at 8 PM, though they won't be present in the less cared for parts of New Amsterdam. Ahead of the event starting, there will be a website to let people know where these pits are going up so they can set up meeting places with their friends – or even reserve a pit for a private group. Reservations around the more popular areas cost more than ones that are nearing the "disreputable" sections – though "disreputable" is shorthand for rundown buildings in need of repair more than any crime.

◉ There are, of course, costume contests! While many local bars – dive and otherwise – will have smaller affairs, there is a large contest held on these first two nights. Because of the wide array of people and costumes available, someone has to enter their costume according to a certain theme. Some of the themes are: vampires, ghosts, zombies, pop culture (animation), pop culture (action movies), pop culture (celebrities), political figures, historical figures – and more! In the five days that follow, people will be able to go online and vote for their favorite costume. Whoever accumulates the most votes gets a meal of their choice at a number of participating restaurants – HAPPYHAPPYJOYJOY, SOL, Monde Pizza, Sweetwaffel and more – as well as 200 credits added to their funds.

◉ There will be dealers around the carnival trying to get someone to buy something to "heighten" their experience. While the "monster drug" is out in the city, it won't be available here. Halloween is thought of as a neutral ground for the city, and even the gangs recognize that. Most drugs will be hallucinatory in nature, providing effects similar to shrooms. Of course, any drugs are still illegal, and people will want to be careful not to get caught – or buy from the wrong person.

◉ Anyone who chooses to take part in the more illicit and sexual activities will be advised to go home to finish out their nights. Being handsy is fine, but getting caught on the ferris wheel? Well, the goal is to not get caught. Public acts are still illegal, though most people just spend a night in jail thinking about what they did. It's treated as more embarrassing than anything, but sometimes people let things get away from them. Many of the brothels will offer rooms to couples for the evening, complete with toys and supplies to practice safe sex. Even if they aren't spending their night with a sex worker, the themed goods are still there to enjoy.

> 10 DAYS OF HALLOWEEN: THE NEXT EIGHT DAYS

After the rowdier events pass, Halloween splits into two main categories: corporate popups and remembrance. Halloween parties continue to be thrown at restaurants and bars, allowing people to enjoy a more low key version of what was previously available. Many of the bars have karaoke contests and themed parties, and many retail stores maintain a Halloween section until November first. If anyone's been invited to a party last minute – or they need a series of costumes to be extra about the whole occasion – they can hit these stores when needed.

◉ Pulsar's hover car-focused subsidiary, Bakker, advertises their 2512 line of cars by having hover hay rides around the city. Their trucks can hold up to six. Anyone hoping to go on a hover truck hay ride around the city to take in the sights and bonfires in the evening can call one on New Amsterdam's special Halloween app! These rides don't only show the city: they give a glimpse at the large amount of forestation just over the wall, allowing people to see that the Earth is gradually improving.

◉ There are, of course, haunted houses set up around the city! Haunted houses come in two varieties: virtual reality and 4D. Vyonation's gaming subsidiary, Vizija, sets up the virtual reality popups around the city. Due to the high tech nature of these setups, people do have to be on site to enjoy them. They interface with someone's neural implant, and depending on the experience, they can involve puzzles, escape rooms, murder mysteries, or even dissection tables. The 4D houses are the result of a joint partnership between Poe and Polarized – which are subsidiaries of Giles Bell and Pulsar, respectively.

4D haunted houses involve a great deal of props, realistic sights and smells, as well as the potential for certain drugs that can help provide a certain physical or emotional response. Whereas Vizija's simulation comes with the reassurance that nothing is real, Poe and Polarized team up to scare someone – and try to ensure it's as real as possible. Nothing offered at either is illegal, including the drug – though people with a history of heart issues won't be allowed to use the drug at all.

These experiences are made unique for everyone going in: people are allowed to opt out of anything that might make them uncomfortable, or even add in something along the way. If someone is feeling too much anxiety thanks to the drugs, they'll find a counter-drug added to their system to negate the artificial effects rather quickly.

◉ Remember that art contest? Anyone who finished a work will find their art somewhere in the city – and that includes anyone among the Displaced. If anyone is looking for artwork that's similar to what's been featured on the shrines, there will be a few, only they will seem more inviting. Whereas they celebrated people before, they now involve hands outstretched, welcoming someone down a blue-lit path. The same imagery – triangles and overlapping circles – will still be present, especially on the hands as tattoos.

◉ Five days before the 31st, there is a tradition of everyone donating a knife from their house to make it so that "spirits" can return safely. While no one in New Amsterdam genuinely believes that they might be visited by a spirit, the odd occasions around the city recently have lent some credence to this superstition. There will be knife disposal boxes all around the city – and anyone who doesn't give up a knife, butter or otherwise, will be seen as a bit of a spoilsport.

◉ On October 29th, there will be a procession from one end of the city to the other that starts just as the sun goes down and finishes when everyone has reached the other side. As you might imagine, this is a very, very long walk, and many people slip in and out according to what they can individually manage. People walk with candles along the way, and there will be booths selling new or replacement candles for a low price. Since the procession goes along the path of a lot of bonfires, it won't ever be difficult to get them lit. The purpose of this? Everyone uniting in remembrance: of a world that's healing, to celebrate the lives lost to usher in a peaceful era, to thank everyone on the colonies for offering a humanity a new home, and any personal losses that people might have faced. Even though there are still billions of people alive, there is the sense that everyone knows that they remain on Earth on borrowed time.

◉ For the last two days, people light candles and put them in their windows, and they also leave food outside of their windows and in the front of their apartments so that "spirits" can return safely. There's an implicit understanding that most of this food will be taken by people who aren't doing as well, and much of it is nonperishable. Anyone who's down on their luck will see candles in the window and will know that they will likely find food there. Many people stock up for this occasion so that they can replace any food. Unsurprisingly, most high-end apartments with well-off people don't honor this tradition, but people in mid-to-low end apartments will almost always have something to spare in the spirit of charity.

> SAFEHOUSE

Access to the safehouse is a hatch hidden behind stacks of empty storage shelves in the back of an abandoned supermarket in an outer district of the city. The immediate area is similarly abandoned, empty stores, flanked by several blocks of dive bars and clubs which cater to more niche tastes. A place where people can come and go unseen, or, if seen, not spoken of. A dark haired woman called Gaby is ready to greet the new arrivals and get them settled in, brusque and no-nonsense – she'll be open for in depth questions later, but will advise everyone to ask the people who brought them in for the beginning bits of information.

◉ The safe house is a large open space, filled with rows of basic cots set up to sleep a large amount of people. Basic, but outfitted with everything necessary for daily life. A few doors lead to back rooms for storage, medical care and a large communal bathroom, and past the long rows of cots there is a communal kitchen, fully stocked, and an eating area. Privacy is at a minimum.

◉ New characters will be asked to pick their beds, and provided with a change of (second-hand, mismatched and somewhat threadbare) clothes and basic toiletries.

◉ Any belongings from previous safehouse occupants have been packed up – and that includes any current Displaced who just got back from a trip. If someone left something out while they were in New Tokyo, Gaby will tell them where these objects can be found. For her part, she's just trying to get everything set up for the upcoming move.

◉ Gaby will make it clear to all new arrivals that if they have any requests or queries, they should contact her or El.

◉ Once everyone that El spotted has arrived back, they'll be informed that the safehouse will be a temporary location. By the end of the month, everyone will be moving to a new location about fifteen blocks away.

◉ The drugs making new characters compliant will remain in their systems for a few hours after their arrival at the safehouse before finally beginning to fade. They will be gone entirely after a night's rest. In the meantime, they may want to be careful of what others say to them.

◉ New characters will be given rudimentary access to the network on arrival in the safehouse, but will not have their ID set up yet. They will be able to make posts and replies, but their messages will be anonymous and they do not have inboxes yet.

New characters will not be allowed to leave the safehouse until OCTOBER 25 (MAY 19). These 4 days are for them to adjust, learn about the world they've arrived in from their fellows, and for El to speak with them and work on setting up their IDs.

> FINAL OOC NOTES

Welcome to Meadowlark, newbies! You're now free to post to the network and logs comms. To reiterate, your characters will have no IDs or inboxes, nor be allowed out of the safehouse until OCTOBER 25 (MAY 19). At that point it's expected they'll have gotten a good idea of their new situation from their fellow characters, and will have discussed their background and job potentials with El in order for their false IDs to be set up.

If you have an artist character, please feel free to comment below under our QUESTIONS header to submit a description for a work of art! As long as they submitted something, you can feel free to assume they made some credits off of the whole experience!

Since there is a part of this log that involves explicit sexual activity, please remember content warnings. If your character engages in a sexual act, slap a warning on that! None of the drugs available at the event will involve aphrodisiacs or anything that will remove consent. Some of the brothels may involve play with that, but everyone entering those arrangements would need to consent from the start. We're well aware of the sensitive nature of having a Red Light District-adjacent event while characters are under the influence of compulsory drugs, so no characters will be forced or asked into any acts against their will. There will be no exceptions to this. In addition, any newcomers won't be able to skip off into a brothel because they're new, won't be able to confirm their ages, and they won't have any other identifying information. Otherwise, please be respectful and check everyone's permissions.

As a blanket reminder, all arrival logs are designed as mingle logs for the entire game.

If you have any questions or ideas about how you'd like to get your character involved in the world, please head over to the plot engagement post and drop us a comment! For questions specific to this log, there is a thread below.

Please check out our May calendar rundown for a look at things happening this month, as well as some additional notes from the mods.

As a reminder, AC for new characters accepted in May will be 10 comments across 2-4 threads, while current characters will need to provide the full AC of 20 comments across 2-4 threads. AC will be posted on June 1 at 12 AM UTC and close on June 8 at 12 AM UTC. If you do not reply to AC, you will be considered idled and dropped from the game. We will not post a warning list.

dragonwarder: (when your standin in the hall of fame)

daenerys targaryen | a song of ice and fire

[personal profile] dragonwarder 2019-05-12 06:09 am (UTC)(link)
ARRIVAL
[Her limbs are stiff, and there is something wild in her eyes. Daenerys Targaryen was not a woman to be tossed about and ordered around -- she had not been that sort of woman in many years. And perhaps if she had not been so overwhelmed by the entirety of what was happening to her, she might have had a stronger reaction to being left in an alleyway. But that wild look held many things: anger, surprise, confusion and yes, a hint of fear. Though she might have hidden it well, the combination leaves her paralyzed where she'd been left.

The buildings were impossibly tall. The lights, the vehicles, the dress -- all of it is totally alien to her. Her clothes have been replaced (and vaguely, she feels sick thinking about that), and her natural silver hair mostly cut away. There was no hint of her armies, her advisers, nor her dragons. Once, her dragons would have been easy to quietly ferry away but now they were full grown. A dragon the size of her children could not be taken. They could not be tamed nor controlled. They were simply...gone.

It is all a lot to take in. And Daenerys, who was already naturally pale, looks slightly ashen for trying to absorb it all. She only vaguely recognizes that there are others around her, and their presence is the only thing capable of coaxing her shakily to her feet.]


What is this?

[It is the only time she makes eye contact, but her stare is intense. Her tone is hushed, but there is something high in it that hints she wants to scream. There is a temper, held only in check by the other emotions warring with it. The mask she had been compelled to pick up is that of a werewolf, ignored and forgotten in favor of overwhelmed staring out into the distance past the face she has chosen to ask her question to.]

OPENING CEREMONY
[Masked revelry makes her more uncomfortable than she cares to admit (it had not been so long ago that she had needed to set fire to much of Meereen to rid it of the Sons of the Harpy, after all), but Daenerys has managed to compose herself enough that she can wade through throngs of people like she belongs there. It would take someone with a keen eye to notice the vague white tinge of her knuckles, or the stiffness of her shoulders. It's easy for her to be hypnotized by the rides and the speed at which they move. She'd never seen anything like it -- and the combination of screams of delight and peril have her unnecessarily on edge.

She could not remember the last time she'd been so out of her depth, and so vulnerable because of it. But more than that, under the uncertainty, there is a certain wonder that she cannot displace. And so she watches a few families come and go from the various rides, until she notices that the children have started to disappear from the streets and more couples have gotten in line. It isn't hard for her to draw conclusions as to what is happening once she starts angling her eyes a little higher.

It makes it easy to turn to the nearest person to question it.]


Strange tradition, don't you think?

FIRE PITS
[The internet is beyond her ken at the present, even with the notations behind her mind's eye. However, it is not difficult to catch someone talking about the fire pits as she wanders through the carnival, and it isn't long until she follows someone to their location.

It is quieter over here, and so Daenerys opts to sit alone and gather herself -- an idea she might never have entertained anywhere else in the Seven Kingdoms. But this place was decidedly not the Seven Kingdoms, and it was somewhat challenging to judge what was safe and what wasn't without the knowledge handy. Still, quiet was nothing to complain about, and the warmth was welcome. One hand remains extended to the fire -- too close for any normal person, but easy to miss if anyone were not paying enough attention.

And naturally, she would not get to keep her quiet for long. The next person that wanders by looking vaguely lost or alone, she will politely call out to.]


Looking for somewhere warm? Please -- sit.

SAFEHOUSE
[It is closer quarters than Daenerys cares for in more ways than one. Still, threadbare clothing was better than the white, which stood out far too much for her liking. For a girl her age, she seems oddly quiet and judgmental -- it wasn't that she was dodging socializing so much as attempting to pick up clues on who to talk to and how to talk to them.

She is covered head to toe in pieces of mismatched clothing, one cowl wrapped around her mis-trimmed scalp. In her hands is an opened nutrition bar, of which she has broken off a piece to sniff and observe. Her stomach protests as she sets it aside. After all, there was no way to tell if anything was poisoned, and her gut instinct is to avoid trusting any of these people.

That instinct has only just begun to fade -- if she did not accept nourishment eventually, then she would die anyway. That is, if she wasn't already dead and being punished in some strange afterlife that she could not even begin to comprehend. That was always a possibility (and possibly the most sensible possibility to her mind, given current circumstances).

She is a small woman, no larger than 5'2", but the way she sits comes with the territory of someone used to being obeyed -- even if the rest of her look clearly maps out just how out of her depth she is.

When someone walks up to her, her demeanor shifts almost instantly. Her intense stare turns vaguely friendly, exhaustion visible at the corners of her eyes.]


If you are going to ask me any questions about this place, I am afraid I will be of no use to you.

WILDCARD
[Hit me here or at [plurk.com profile] stabs if you want to plan something specific. Or just go nuts!]
Edited 2019-05-12 06:10 (UTC)
998: (this is too many feelings)

i.

[personal profile] 998 2019-05-12 06:23 am (UTC)(link)
[her body language and her white scrubs catch jon's attention, but it's her coloring that truly gives him pause--there have been others here before who looked valyrian--even prompto did, a bit--but none quite as much as this. she could be anyone, but she could be a relative. he takes a deep breath and approaches, as gently as possible.]

You've been taken to a different world. I was too, about a month ago. The city is New Amsterdam. My name is Jon Snow. I can help you if you'll let me.

[sansa has dressed him as a raven for the carnival. it's perhaps fortunate that the base for this costume is a simple cap-sleeved tunic and leggings stitched with black feathers (probably not actually feathers), with leathery wings hanging from pauldrons at his shoulders. the feathers fanning his face and stuck in his hair are less familiar. longclaw is for once strapped to his waist in a makeshift scabbard. he holds out a gloved hand.]

May I ask you your name?
dragonwarder: (compel nothing more)

[personal profile] dragonwarder 2019-05-12 06:44 am (UTC)(link)
[Daenerys is pretty clearly on the defensive, but she has no weapon to strike with, and she's not sure she could stand surely enough to strike true even if she did. She wasn't that sort of fighter. Her eyes travel his costume, and drop to the hilt of his sword. It's the most familiar thing she has seen so far -- but there were all manners of costume running about, and so she can't be sure of this man's intentions.

If she gave her name to this stranger, would he cut her down with that sword? She recognizes the root of that surname. But could she even be sure of that, here? There was at least one way to find out.

It is for that reason that she does not take his hand and instead forces her spine straight despite the clear sickness it gives her drugged limbs. She would not get far if she needed to dodge that sword -- but she couldn't think about that now, or her gamble might not work. Her eyes move from his sword back to his own eyes, determined to be the dragon she was supposed to be.]


Daenerys Stormborn, of the House Targaryen.

[She thinks to add additional titles -- but a queen did not need to tell others that she was so. And what good would it do her in another world if Jon Snow was to be believed?]

And how do you presume to help me, Jon Snow?

(no subject)

[personal profile] 998 - 2019-05-12 07:02 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-12 07:24 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] 998 - 2019-05-12 07:42 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-12 19:41 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] 998 - 2019-05-13 04:36 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-13 04:44 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] 998 - 2019-05-13 04:58 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-13 05:42 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] 998 - 2019-05-13 10:35 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-13 18:41 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] 998 - 2019-05-13 19:22 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-13 21:54 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] 998 - 2019-05-13 23:02 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-14 14:38 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] 998 - 2019-05-14 15:13 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-14 18:35 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] 998 - 2019-05-14 19:08 (UTC) - Expand
forcevisions: (is this a movie)

fire pits

[personal profile] forcevisions 2019-05-12 06:36 am (UTC)(link)
[ Rey, in her ridiculous bear costume, settles in. She's tired herself out from the evening, and is eager for a place to rest. As she sits, she's yawning. Her eyes skate briefly over Dany's short hair. ]

Thanks. [ It's not cold, not really. Not like New Tokyo had been cold. But 65F is still chilly by Rey's standards, especially with the sun down. She's used to a different climate--and most importantly, more clothing. ] It's quiet over here. Good break from the crowds. [ She'll never get used to how many people there are in this city. ]
dragonwarder: (khaleesi)

[personal profile] dragonwarder 2019-05-12 06:50 am (UTC)(link)
[Daenerys takes inventory of Rey's outfit -- or lack thereof. She was not the first to pass by in a skimpy get up, but she was definitely the first to appear unoccupied while doing so. She could sympathize with the awkward climate alteration, but more importantly...]

You are cold as well, I imagine.

[It is a polite notation, instead of a scold.]

(no subject)

[personal profile] forcevisions - 2019-05-12 17:12 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-12 19:46 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] forcevisions - 2019-05-12 23:32 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-12 23:50 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] forcevisions - 2019-05-13 00:44 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-13 01:02 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] forcevisions - 2019-05-13 04:14 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-13 04:19 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] forcevisions - 2019-05-13 04:22 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-13 04:37 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] forcevisions - 2019-05-13 04:46 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-13 04:53 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] forcevisions - 2019-05-13 04:56 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-13 05:28 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] forcevisions - 2019-05-13 18:33 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-13 21:37 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] forcevisions - 2019-05-13 22:19 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-14 14:08 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] forcevisions - 2019-05-14 17:30 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-14 19:04 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] forcevisions - 2019-05-14 23:37 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-15 04:01 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] forcevisions - 2019-05-15 04:05 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-15 04:55 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] forcevisions - 2019-05-16 05:02 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-17 05:47 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] forcevisions - 2019-05-18 02:09 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-18 06:56 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] forcevisions - 2019-05-19 01:23 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-19 06:45 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] forcevisions - 2019-05-19 06:54 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-19 07:29 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] forcevisions - 2019-05-21 03:20 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-21 20:31 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] forcevisions - 2019-05-21 23:27 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-21 23:30 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] forcevisions - 2019-05-21 23:32 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-21 23:44 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] forcevisions - 2019-05-22 00:50 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-22 16:15 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] forcevisions - 2019-05-26 22:29 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-29 04:23 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] forcevisions - 2019-05-30 01:16 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-06-02 07:00 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] forcevisions - 2019-06-02 20:53 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-06-03 01:03 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] forcevisions - 2019-06-03 02:03 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-06-08 16:57 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] forcevisions - 2019-06-09 02:24 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-06-09 06:15 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] forcevisions - 2019-06-09 18:04 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-06-09 18:11 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] forcevisions - 2019-06-09 18:14 (UTC) - Expand
mercurio: ❥mercurio (300)

safehouse

[personal profile] mercurio 2019-05-12 05:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[oh, thank the gods, she doesn't look half as intimidating as she did a few minutes ago. that's the thing prompto thinks about, putting up a smile at her words.]

Nah, that's cool. You'll probably have questions for me, though.

[he's carrying a bowl with him—it's a creamy soup with a bunch of potatoes. he offers it to her.]

I wouldn't have the nutrition bars. They're kinda gross, what with the bugs and everything. You might like this better, unless you're allergic to potatoes or garlic.
dragonwarder: (be politicians)

[personal profile] dragonwarder 2019-05-12 07:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[Daenerys' smile is a little stiff, but its no fault of Prompto's. Even if she were not as on edge as she had been moving through the festival, she's still not quite certain what to make of...well, any of it. The safehouse, her arrival, the absolute state of her. And now, nutrition bars with bugs.

Her expression softens again when he offers her the bowl, and her stomach responds in kind once more. She knows better than to refuse out of hand, so she reaches up to take it.]


Thank you, sir. That is very kind of you.

[But she does not take a spoonful. Instead, she patiently sets it in her lap, absorbing its warmth.]

Are the insects -- bugs -- is that normal?

(no subject)

[personal profile] mercurio - 2019-05-12 20:56 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-12 21:48 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] mercurio - 2019-05-12 22:40 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-12 23:03 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] mercurio - 2019-05-12 23:27 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-12 23:42 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] mercurio - 2019-05-13 02:26 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-13 04:09 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] mercurio - 2019-05-14 02:10 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-14 16:55 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] mercurio - 2019-05-15 03:02 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-15 04:22 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] mercurio - 2019-05-15 10:58 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-17 04:59 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] mercurio - 2019-05-17 11:04 (UTC) - Expand

rude of it tbh

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-23 18:43 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] mercurio - 2019-05-26 18:31 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-28 15:57 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] mercurio - 2019-06-09 20:57 (UTC) - Expand
retravel: (if you need anything at all TOO BAD)

opening ceremony.

[personal profile] retravel 2019-05-12 07:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Fitz had done his research, but the mission and the sight of someone in familiar scrubs distract him enough that he misses the tonal change. His all-black costume lined with glowing blue is one that can be spotted throughout the crowds: A popular character in local media, with a blaster at his side. By the time he sidles up beside Dany, tapping his helmet (equal parts software and hardware, melting away to a frame at his touch) and removing the gear, hooked on a finger; the evening has turned into more of a couple (and, ah adventurer) friendly fare. ]

Ah, yeah, a bit. [ slipping two fingers beneath his collar and tugging at the fabric. ] Well, if that's your thing, it's really, obviously, very fine. [ his mouth twists to one side ] But, yeah, a bit.

[ did he already say that... groundbreaking... ]

It's actually a mish-mash of traditions, y'know, from all over the world. [ a nebulous gesture at their surroundings. ] On the whole, I mean. [ quickly, ] Not just Halloween, but there's elements of the Harvest Festival, All Souls Day, the Day of the Dead, Samhain, Walpurgis Night — sorry, I'm going on.

[ his mouth curves downward, apologetic for talking at breakneck speed. ]
dragonwarder: (bloodlines that failed me)

[personal profile] dragonwarder 2019-05-12 08:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[There's no way for her to hide how startled she is by the sight of watching someone's helmet melt away to reveal a face. Some sort of magic, surely -- but she angles slightly away all the same, brow pinched and eyes slightly wary. But before long, he is rambling on about festival and holiday traditions, none of which mean much of anything to her beyond the way they've been mentioned to her by other people.]

No -- it's alright.

[It's how she resets herself and attempts to brush off how much he had startled her, though she cannot stop the way her eyes rake over his outfit, and the gun in the holster for a brief moment.

Focus, Dany. She would never hope to blend in like this. It takes her a moment to reroute what she had been about to say, to take the defensive bite out of her tone.]


Of course. I did not mean to insult anyone's traditions. Please forgive my ignorance.

[Though she could not imagine what sort of tradition would require poorly attempting to hide sexual acts in a small metal box rising into the air. She had been sure that's what she was seeing.]

(no subject)

[personal profile] retravel - 2019-05-12 20:14 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-12 21:33 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] retravel - 2019-05-12 22:43 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-12 23:14 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] retravel - 2019-05-22 20:36 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-23 18:35 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] retravel - 2019-05-25 11:43 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-28 16:27 (UTC) - Expand
strove: (can't we skip on the tomatoes?)

opening ceremony

[personal profile] strove 2019-05-12 08:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[For her part, Clarke is dressed as a very poor form of royalty. Her blue dress is covered in paint, and some of that paint stains her fingers and arms, and even a little part of her face. Clarke knows how she looks and can't bring herself to care. The only thing that's in the shape it was when she first arrived is a crown.

She hadn't intended to get on the ferris wheel for any reckless means, but she is amused at the number of people eagerly holding hands or nervously choosing to keep them to themselves. As much as it does appear to be a tradition, there are some who lack the confidence of it.

Probably because nearly everyone knows what'll happen if they get caught.]


Odder due to the number of people watching here. Even if you can't see them, there are eyes everywhere. [Clarke can be rash and reckless and manipulative as all hell, but exhibitionism of this degree? That was closer to the delinquents' style than her own. It would prove too risky as far as she's concerned.]
dragonwarder: (you could talk to god)

[personal profile] dragonwarder 2019-05-12 09:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[There are eyes everywhere. She'd heard that sort of advice before, and wherever it came, unhappiness was always destined to follow. Not that she hadn't guessed that already, of course. As foreign as this world was to her, she'd felt eyes on her back the moment she'd woken up. And so, she finds herself nodding along with Clarke's assessment, brows pinching thoughtfully.]

Perhaps that is why.

[The adrenaline, the thrill of getting caught, the exhibitionism of it. She'd known some men and women who might have enjoyed that sort of attention. Though she is not certain any of them might have engaged with a flying metal box.]

Some people enjoy that sort of thing.

(no subject)

[personal profile] strove - 2019-05-13 02:38 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-13 04:16 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] strove - 2019-05-13 23:47 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-14 14:52 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] strove - 2019-05-14 20:49 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-15 03:06 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] strove - 2019-05-15 04:54 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-15 05:43 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] strove - 2019-05-15 21:09 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-17 05:34 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] strove - 2019-05-19 23:21 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-24 06:17 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] strove - 2019-05-25 02:33 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-28 16:08 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] strove - 2019-05-30 04:50 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-06-03 00:31 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] strove - 2019-06-03 04:07 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-06-05 03:58 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] strove - 2019-06-05 04:42 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-06-07 04:37 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] strove - 2019-06-09 02:16 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-06-09 06:04 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] strove - 2019-06-10 20:44 (UTC) - Expand
corrosive: (pic#13072203)

fire pits

[personal profile] corrosive 2019-05-13 08:40 pm (UTC)(link)
( bonfires hold a nostalgic place in his own head, reminding him of mystic falls and kegs, and crowds so large that nobody cares what anyone else is doing. long before that, fire served as a means of staving off the dark of night and the horrors that came with it. it’s the closest thing to privacy he thinks he can gleam here, considering the constantly plugged-in feature in their skulls. he may be alone but he isn’t lonely, at least not for the company that he can find among strangers. he’s wandering deep in his thoughts and somewhat aimlessly with his feet, figuring that he’ll end up where he’s meant to eventually. it’s nice to stretch his legs.

that’s when her voice slices through his thoughts like a knife through butter, beckoning his gaze in her direction near the fire. a faint smile creeps up, not that it makes much difference with the dancing shadows from the flames. why not? he changes directions and veers over towards her, sitting nearby though not directly beside her. they call it a comfortable distance for a reason.
)

Is that what you're doing out here? Warming up? ( idle conversation. he stretches his legs out instead of his hands, leaning back on them instead. )
dragonwarder: (i'll build my road)

[personal profile] dragonwarder 2019-05-13 10:13 pm (UTC)(link)
You might say that.

[Daenerys smiles when she says it, though she doesn't quite feel it all the way. It was easy to smile without meaning it, these days.]

Small comforts and all. I prefer a warmer climate.

[Something tells her a "warmer climate" might be impossible with how tall the buildings stand and how strangely the sun shines.]

What of you, sir?

(no subject)

[personal profile] corrosive - 2019-05-14 04:35 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-14 18:21 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] corrosive - 2019-05-14 21:20 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-15 03:13 (UTC) - Expand
selfimage: — ɢᴀʀʙᴇᴛᴛ — (« Love you 'til Tuesday.)

firepits

[personal profile] selfimage 2019-05-14 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
[ the bonfires remind her of home. a very small, little bit of familiarity that's both welcome and damning. her relationship with Asgard was complicated, and she didn't want to think about it, no matter how much it ached at times.

she's got a pair of fur ears on her head, pointed just above the rolls of beach curls.
]

You could say that, I suppose. The cold didn't really seem to do much for me.

[ there's a whimsical bitterness in her voice as she plops down on her butt (rather ungracefully) beside her. ]
dragonwarder: (and we will call out)

[personal profile] dragonwarder 2019-05-14 05:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[Her tone of voice coaxes and amused chuckle out of Daenerys, her eyes lingering momentarily on the pair of ears, and the voluminous hair surrounding them. Vaguely, deeply, she feels a pang of jealousy and frustration.

It was hard not to be upset about the loss of her own flowing silver hair.]


I should say the same. And there is an awful lot of revelry to go around, besides.

[Though, really, Daenerys' problem is not the drunks or the lovesick youth -- its the cold. Dragons did not do well in cold. Unfortunately, enough people have told her to keep those sorts of quips out of her vocabulary, unless she was with someone familiar, and so she does not share her wit.]

(no subject)

[personal profile] selfimage - 2019-05-14 23:58 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-15 04:14 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] selfimage - 2019-05-15 14:07 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-17 05:11 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] selfimage - 2019-05-20 00:25 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-20 17:28 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] selfimage - 2019-05-20 23:24 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-21 20:05 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] selfimage - 2019-05-22 21:37 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-23 18:39 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] selfimage - 2019-05-23 23:03 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-23 23:36 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] selfimage - 2019-05-29 01:36 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-29 04:37 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] selfimage - 2019-06-03 03:21 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-06-03 16:39 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] selfimage - 2019-06-05 20:02 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-06-07 04:54 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] selfimage - 2019-06-09 15:44 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-06-09 15:53 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] selfimage - 2019-06-09 16:13 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-06-09 16:32 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] selfimage - 2019-06-12 14:20 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-06-12 14:42 (UTC) - Expand
revlon: (110)

safehouse / wildcard-ish

[personal profile] revlon 2019-05-14 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
[ It's relatively early in the morning when Peggy returns to the safehouse, a little over twelve hours since the Halloween festivities began and the new arrivals were dumped in the centre of them. It's likely she hasn't gotten much sleep herself, but the first week of a new transport is always an adjustment for the Displaced and she tries to do what she can to help ease that transition.

So she's here in the safehouse before work (and thus out of costume, crisp in her blouse, blazer, and high-waisted trousers) with a canvas tote full of fresh fruit from the market — apples, mostly, fitting with the season. Pears, plums, and grapes, too. It's better than what they have on hand in the kitchen with the move to the new safehouse well underway. But as Peggy makes her quiet way there, weaving through the beds of those still sleeping, she catches sight of Daenerys and pauses.

She looks the way she felt on her first day in New Amsterdam: full of questions, yet already overwhelmed by the answers she does possess. Peggy smiles quietly and slips one strap of the bag off her shoulder to open up its contents to the other woman. ]


Hungry? I've only just come from the market. [ She keeps her voice soft, light. ] You can have first pick so long as you don't tell anyone.
dragonwarder: (but i know i'll take the leap)

[personal profile] dragonwarder 2019-05-14 05:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[Daenerys sits a little straighter when Peggy comes to address her, blinking bright eyes with some grateful surprise. Truthfully, she'd been trapped in her own head about a great many things, and had mostly been ignoring anyone who got close to her (something most unlike her, she realizes then).

She'd grown a taste for meat, but it was obvious that there was not much of that to go around -- and, in truth, even though she had a taste for it, the fruit is a better bounty. She reaches for a plum without much hesitation once she spots them, a smile spreading across her face.]


That is very kind of you, my lad--miss. [She catches herself, but only barely. Somehow, it still doesn't sound right -- but she doesn't linger on her misstep.] Thank you.

(no subject)

[personal profile] revlon - 2019-05-15 16:05 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-17 05:30 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] revlon - 2019-05-18 11:32 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-19 06:16 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] revlon - 2019-05-24 09:45 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-28 15:53 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] revlon - 2019-05-31 04:15 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-06-03 00:44 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] revlon - 2019-06-04 12:11 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-06-04 15:14 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] revlon - 2019-06-04 15:25 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-06-04 15:44 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] revlon - 2019-06-07 11:26 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-06-08 23:16 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] revlon - 2019-06-15 01:57 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-06-18 02:16 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] revlon - 2019-06-20 14:28 (UTC) - Expand
warfares: <user name="na-i-cons"> (pic#12183951)

opening ceremony

[personal profile] warfares 2019-05-14 04:21 pm (UTC)(link)
It's certainly audacious. ( while he wears no mask, he has dressed for the occasion: his head topped with a pair of small horns, chest bare and his lower body covered in sleek black fur.

an unlikely commiserator, perhaps, given his concession to the season. )


Though far from the strangest thing I have seen.
dragonwarder: (i'm not looking to be found)

[personal profile] dragonwarder 2019-05-14 07:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[She starts to nod, but double takes when she spots Kylo Ren's state of dress -- or lack thereof. She might have mistaken his size for Dothraki, were he not so impossibly pale and were his hair longer.

The pause between her observation, the raise of her eyebrow, and her eventual question suggests that he might be the strangest thing she's seen -- even though that isn't the case.]


What is the strangest thing you've seen, then?

(no subject)

[personal profile] warfares - 2019-05-14 20:16 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-14 20:19 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] warfares - 2019-05-14 21:42 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-14 21:47 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] warfares - 2019-05-14 23:30 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-15 03:35 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] warfares - 2019-05-15 03:58 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-15 04:43 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] warfares - 2019-05-17 01:11 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-17 05:51 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] warfares - 2019-05-17 18:32 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-18 06:51 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] warfares - 2019-05-26 15:15 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-28 16:43 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] warfares - 2019-05-29 11:18 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-06-02 06:34 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] warfares - 2019-06-02 18:06 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-06-03 00:50 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] warfares - 2019-06-03 11:19 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-06-03 22:31 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] warfares - 2019-06-10 13:31 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-06-12 02:58 (UTC) - Expand
isherarmor: (A tourist in the waking world)

safehouse

[personal profile] isherarmor 2019-05-16 04:27 am (UTC)(link)
I was hoping I might be of some use to you.

[Clad in a sleek white suit embellished with red leaves, skin spattered with lights that trail from her breast to her neck and twine up into a branching, leafy halo, She offers this with a near neutral expression - she could contain her curiosity if she wanted, but she's not sure what she wants, or what she ought to do. It's been worlds and years since she's laid eyes on this girl - no, she's a woman now, for true - as changed by the years as I am - and being so, there was no telling where she'd been since - or if she'd remember Sansa at all. What she bets on is no, because that's the safest and most common choice. Four worlds and no one had ever remembered her from Anatole, nor the hellish place that came after. Only Clock, and only Jon.

Draped in her arms are some garments, soft and thin and fine by the look of them. Shirts she'd been working on for Nill, a magenta dress, a flowy blue tea length skirt.]


I have clothes if you're in need of them, and anything's to your liking. My brother told me you might be...
dragonwarder: (no)

[personal profile] dragonwarder 2019-05-17 05:42 am (UTC)(link)
[Daenerys studies Sansa's garb, as well as her demeanor. There were many things she could comment on, but instead of doing so or letting the silence linger, she offers the other woman a warm smile. It's a friendly thing, though cordial in its offering.]

Your brother -- then you must be Sansa Stark.

[Jon had mentioned another sister -- Arya. But he had not said anything about her presence here. Thus, she is sure this must be Sansa. Now, Daenerys stands politely to continue the conversation. Only then does she realize how tall the other woman is.

It is a comical picture for sure: Sansa dressed as she is, and Daenerys dressed as she was.]


It is an honor to meet you. Your brother speaks of you quite highly.

(no subject)

[personal profile] isherarmor - 2019-05-17 17:06 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-18 00:18 (UTC) - Expand
gravemistake: (pic#12397937)

opening ceremony

[personal profile] gravemistake 2019-05-19 04:20 am (UTC)(link)
[Gabriel, ordinarily, wouldn’t be caught dead in a crowd like this, but he’ll make special exceptions for Halloween. He’s got a soft spot for it, after all, and though this isn’t necessarily his scene, it’s his understanding that the festivities will clear way for adults in due time. For now, he’s just getting a feel for the community, keeping his ear to the ground for information.

His arms are folded when Dany speaks up, and he’s watching the surroundings like someone who’s looking for every possible exit (he is).
]

What, you don’t like Halloween?

[Or, perhaps….she’s never heard of Halloween? He cannot decide which is worse.]
dragonwarder: (you can throw your hands up)

[personal profile] dragonwarder 2019-05-19 06:54 am (UTC)(link)
I do not know whether I or not I approve of it yet.

[So yes -- never heard of it. Truthfully, she had not had much chance to experience it yet. She had been so overwhelmed by everything that her food and drink intake was minimal, and she didn't have much of a costume to run around with either.

Now, she's spotting couples hastily trying to climb on and off of each other in the minimal space of the ferris wheel, squinting.]


I suppose I simply did not expect a crowd of exhibitionists.

[It's not like they're in Vaes Dothrak with all the Dothraki here ok.]

(no subject)

[personal profile] gravemistake - 2019-05-24 22:22 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-05-28 16:01 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] gravemistake - 2019-06-04 04:04 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] dragonwarder - 2019-06-08 23:20 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] gravemistake - 2019-06-10 18:48 (UTC) - Expand
revvedup: but i get up ten (mg13121912)

fire pits

[personal profile] revvedup 2019-05-22 04:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[ if max were at home, she would seek out the solace of the space needle. there are plenty of buildings that have comperable height, but she doesn't have the access required to reach them (yet, it's something she's working on). shame, because she's sure that it's a hell of a view.

in lieu of a high place to brood on top of, she's wandering through the crowd of people, occasionally partaking in a free sample or two, before she makes her way over to the fire pit, where the atmosphere is a little less chaotic. she's standing by the fire, looking into it, when a young woman seated on a bench not too far away calls out to her, offering her a place to sit. ]


Sure. Thanks.

[ she takes the offered seat, keeping a respectful distance so the empathy bond doesn't get activated by an accidental brush of skin against skin. (fortunately, she's had a lot of practice avoiding touching people, both before arriving here and since.) she recognizes the woman as one of the new arrivals she hasn't had the opportunity to speak to yet and smiles at her, nodding her head in thanks. ]

How are you settling in? [ max also lives in the safehouse, though she's usually kept busy with tasks relating to it and occasionally some freelance work outside of it. ]
dragonwarder: (in justice)

[personal profile] dragonwarder 2019-05-23 06:28 pm (UTC)(link)
As well as anyone.

[That was perhaps a bit generous. Daenerys had figured out by this moment that New Amsterdam was not so jarring to others as it had been to her. But she'd learned not to show weakness where others could see if she could help it.]

Well -- most anyone. I suppose it is not so strange for others to experience such a stark departure.

[The technology was one thing. Moving worlds was another entirely.]

And yourself?

(no subject)

[personal profile] revvedup - 2019-05-23 19:25 (UTC) - Expand