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Entry tags:
- cornelius hickey (the terror),
- cortana (halo),
- edalyn clawthorne (owl house),
- john sheppard (stargate: atlantis),
- kate cordello (original),
- manji (blade of the immortal),
- zz_andrew jaeger (original),
- zz_caitlyn kiramman (arcane),
- zz_donna noble (doctor who),
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- zz_methos (highlander),
- zz_neal caffrey (white collar),
- zz_tim drake (dc comics)
Log - OTA! - What’s the difference between a corpse and a shirt?
Who: Everyone.
When: Wednesday evening, Jan 11th
Where: A rented out bar, downtown.
Summary: The wake for George Milton.
Warnings: N/A (will update as needed)
If anyone of the forcibly kidnapped to Gloucester deserved to be remembered, it was George Milton. In many ways, he was the best of them. He had been kind. He had always been willing to help and lend a hand. Unlike some whose first choice was violence (because what else was there), he had chosen to forgo that route and had come up with a much more clever solution. The solution saved lives.
It had not felt right to have a formal service for him. To put it simply, he was not a formal person. And so after much calling around, a bar had been found where they could rent out the entire place before business got too busy. It was just for a couple of hours. People could come and say nice things about George. It's what he deserved after all.
So come on in, have a beer or two, and sit a spell. Maybe you'll feel like sharing a story about George or maybe you're just there to pay your respects. There's a break in the weather, the clouds only filling up half of the nighttime sky. No acid snow for tonight.
When: Wednesday evening, Jan 11th
Where: A rented out bar, downtown.
Summary: The wake for George Milton.
Warnings: N/A (will update as needed)
If anyone of the forcibly kidnapped to Gloucester deserved to be remembered, it was George Milton. In many ways, he was the best of them. He had been kind. He had always been willing to help and lend a hand. Unlike some whose first choice was violence (because what else was there), he had chosen to forgo that route and had come up with a much more clever solution. The solution saved lives.
It had not felt right to have a formal service for him. To put it simply, he was not a formal person. And so after much calling around, a bar had been found where they could rent out the entire place before business got too busy. It was just for a couple of hours. People could come and say nice things about George. It's what he deserved after all.
So come on in, have a beer or two, and sit a spell. Maybe you'll feel like sharing a story about George or maybe you're just there to pay your respects. There's a break in the weather, the clouds only filling up half of the nighttime sky. No acid snow for tonight.
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"You know about my curse," she says, matter-of-factly, with a little shrug. More than some people, especially considering the dreams back in October.
"Mess with my bard magic. Makes it a bad idea. But if I don't feed here..." It's not much of a bonus, but it's something.
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"I used to be able to do all kinds of spells by playing music. These days... it's just dangerous. And it's hard to play with none--unless I'm out of juice." She shrugs a shoulder. It might not be the best idea to admit when she's not feeding, but then again she's not supposed to be feeding to begin with.
"So no, I'm not doing any right now. That's why nothing's on fire." She makes her tone intentionally nonchalant again, for that last part.
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Eda looks like she's starting to say something flippant, but then instead she just... sighs.
"Yeah, I hate it too," she admits. Only it makes her feel less sluggish and slow and more restless and hungry. "I mean, for you it's freaking people out. For me I can't feed myself without feeding these things."
Well, she can, but not in the way that keeps the owl beast calm. She's guessing he'll follow what she means without spelling it out further.
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"But if there's a better way we're gonna need to find it for ourselves." She's still keeping her voice fairly low, but it's the sort of thing she's been meaning to talk to more people she feels she can trust about.
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"Yeah... suppose you really haven't," Eda agrees. Which doesn't mean that she won't tell him if she finds anything important, but he's probably right that it's best not to look like they're too involved in anything together.
"Not that I'm their favourite person either." But at least she hasn't gotten in trouble recently. And she's planning to try and keep it that way, if only to make things easier for herself.
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"Yeah, I guess I'm a little better at keeping my opinions to myself... which is saying something." It definitely wasn't one of her skills, but she was doing her best to stay on good enough terms with the ADI that she could watch them.
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Her instinct was to be the one doing it herself, and if things were a little different she might have been the loudest voice. But the chance of trying to get home was too important.
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