http://fuelblade.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] fuelblade.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] capeandcowllogs2011-09-18 12:18 pm

I went down to the beach and saw Kiki

WHO: [livejournal.com profile] fuelblade, the people from here and MANY MORE!
WHERE: WHEREVER, HE'S ON THE MOVE.
WHEN: A while ago! Yup!
WARNINGS: Nero's colorful mouth? Yeah, maybe.
SUMMARY: Nero is on the process of settling in the MAC, but seeing it's him, he's still very much restless. He still isn't taking the whole "being brought to the City without his girlfriend" well. This means he needs interaction!
FORMAT: Still to be decided?


[The door creaks as it opens and Nero strangely gets a sense of deja vu. Not about the sight in itself, but in the sense that he found himself stepping into a place that would signify a roof over his head, but one that he'd rather live without. Still, survival instincts' force here is strong with this one, so of course he would try out a place that was the most similar to a safe haven in a hostile place.

Not that he would like it, though.

So he stays in the hallway, looking absently at the apartment before him, and he waves his hand dismissively with a sigh.

Maybe he should come back later and cruise around the city some more.
]
trueltning_fury: (suspicious)

[personal profile] trueltning_fury 2011-09-18 05:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[don't mind the big guy clad in leather carrying a sword coming up the hallway. Except for the fact you're in his way, and he sees your sword, Nero]

Hm.
trueltning_fury: (superior)

[personal profile] trueltning_fury 2011-09-18 11:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Not exactly. [he pauses, ready to actually hold a conversation now that he's been addressed] Just taking note of your weapon. I make a point of meeting any swordsman who come through this world.
trueltning_fury: (basic1)

[personal profile] trueltning_fury 2011-09-19 12:14 am (UTC)(link)
One can never have too many sparring partners.

[a hand comes to rest on Wild Geese's hilt, nonthreateningly] ...assuming you know how to use it.
trueltning_fury: (indifferent)

[personal profile] trueltning_fury 2011-09-19 01:23 am (UTC)(link)
[droll look right back] I don't know many smiths who also know how to use their weapons.
trueltning_fury: (Default)

[personal profile] trueltning_fury 2011-09-19 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
Naturally. This is no toy.

[manly tip of the chin] You must be new here.
trueltning_fury: (don't be stupid)

[personal profile] trueltning_fury 2011-09-19 06:22 pm (UTC)(link)
The blade, actually. [with a tilt of his head] It's not the sort of thing people carry here, unless they've been brought in from another world. You'll get a lot of looks for having it on you in public.

[note, that doesn't stop him. He's still armed and armored, after all]
Edited 2011-09-19 18:22 (UTC)
trueltning_fury: (rueful sigh)

[personal profile] trueltning_fury 2011-09-19 08:55 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't care what people think. [all gruff n' stuff] I have no intention of assimilating into this world no matter how long it keeps me.

[the sliiiightest quirk of humor, a raised eyebrow] ...and there's a tavern down the street that doesn't mind me coming in armed.
trueltning_fury: (rueful sigh)

[personal profile] trueltning_fury 2011-09-20 02:44 am (UTC)(link)
[sniff] No. They serve decent beer and no one asks questions.
trueltning_fury: (Default)

[personal profile] trueltning_fury 2011-09-21 09:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Not usually. It seems to attract mainly local working men.

[this is Geddoe: making sure fellow mercs who like to drink find the best bars always]
trueltning_fury: (not bad Roy)

[personal profile] trueltning_fury 2011-09-27 09:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Not anymore. I got the sense the owner got used to our kind pretty quickly, and didn't care as long as I paid for my drinks.

[the tiiiiiniest smirk] ...though, he warmed up considerably after I once protected his bar from looters. It's about ten minutes from here, straight up and to the left. [have a name that I never bothered to think up]
trueltning_fury: (basic1)

[personal profile] trueltning_fury 2011-09-29 09:13 pm (UTC)(link)
It's not a terrible room. [he turns a shoulder as if to wander off] Well-maintained enough, if a bit spartan. No rats that I've seen.

[identity profile] princesscliche.livejournal.com 2011-09-20 06:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[Giselle is in her favorite store. but really, whatever store she happened to be in that contained either food, clothes or animals was her favorite when she was there. so this is a temporary favorite. and a good one: a nice, modest pet store.

it seems those confused and slightly agitated owners had taken her up on that advice to double up on blankets for the puppies, because their yapping was much happier when she showed up for the fourth time. it took all her self-control to not just take them all; that would be bad. for one, Shockwave would probably be alarmed, and another, the panther...

so she exits with a sigh, squinting and smiling up at the sliver of blue sky zigzagging between tall buildings and telephone wires. it's such a nice day...!]

[identity profile] princesscliche.livejournal.com 2011-09-25 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[Giselle doesn't go with the flow so much as navigate the stream of people moving with and against her, flashing a friendly smile here, nodding her head hello there, clasping her hands behind her back when swinging them gaily becomes too difficult in the crowd.

mid-step, sunlight glares off the metal and into her eyes, causing her to flinch, bringing a hand to her face. stopped, she ducks her head and squints, not really sure, exactly, what she's looking for...]

[identity profile] princesscliche.livejournal.com 2011-10-05 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
[oh! she blinks, getting her focus back. she does a little shuffle, jostled by a passer-by, before seeing the person with all that shiny.

her head tilts, eyes getting a little big. white hair, and swords!]
Oh, my...

[identity profile] princesscliche.livejournal.com 2011-10-05 12:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[she spaces out right past that remark, inching over into that personal space bubble, standing on tip-toe to confirm that sword thing she's certain of...

awe:]
Oh...Are you a knight?

[identity profile] princesscliche.livejournal.com 2011-10-05 08:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, well...[she looks down at his feet a moment, mouth pressed into a line. her head tilts a little when she looks back up, offering a sheepish smile and a shrug.] I, I don't really know! Perhaps not like the ones in the stories...but there's a whole lot here that's not in stories!

But I thought...[she glances at the sword again.] Well, I know all knights have swords...