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capeandcowllogs2012-12-11 11:06 pm
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if the elephants have past lives
WHO: GIL and YOU
WHERE: anywhere! The park, a grocery store, the streets, around his workplace, etc.
WHEN: between 12/10 and 12/13
WARNINGS: references to Thunderhungerdome events
SUMMARY: In spite of everything that's happened, Gil has to try and carry on with City life.
FORMAT: starting with quick but tagger's choice!
[ If there's anything Gil is always quick to buy, no matter how stingy he can be with money, it's cigarettes and a brand new lighter. He's not too fond of those cheap ones from the corner stores, even if they do work in a pinch. But so do matches. (The odd stare every now and then doesn't both him when he's craving a long drag of nicotine. While he's well are of the laws against public smoking, when he really needs (re: wants) a cigarette, he can't help himself. When he's working, he avoids it as long as he can before he lights one outside the building.
Attempting to quit doesn't cross his mind. There's a lot on it.
He's even lost count of how long it's been since that night in the stadium. There are fleeting moments it feels like it was a decade ago, buried under the other painful events that seemed to consistently plague his life-- and then the vivid moments like it was just yesterday and his senses are overloaded with the smell of copper and screaming ringing in his ears.
It's the brief seconds of remembering Lenalee and Damian's bodies that jostles him out of his daze and he needs to stop and catch his breath. ]
WHERE: anywhere! The park, a grocery store, the streets, around his workplace, etc.
WHEN: between 12/10 and 12/13
WARNINGS: references to Thunderhungerdome events
SUMMARY: In spite of everything that's happened, Gil has to try and carry on with City life.
FORMAT: starting with quick but tagger's choice!
[ If there's anything Gil is always quick to buy, no matter how stingy he can be with money, it's cigarettes and a brand new lighter. He's not too fond of those cheap ones from the corner stores, even if they do work in a pinch. But so do matches. (The odd stare every now and then doesn't both him when he's craving a long drag of nicotine. While he's well are of the laws against public smoking, when he really needs (re: wants) a cigarette, he can't help himself. When he's working, he avoids it as long as he can before he lights one outside the building.
Attempting to quit doesn't cross his mind. There's a lot on it.
He's even lost count of how long it's been since that night in the stadium. There are fleeting moments it feels like it was a decade ago, buried under the other painful events that seemed to consistently plague his life-- and then the vivid moments like it was just yesterday and his senses are overloaded with the smell of copper and screaming ringing in his ears.
It's the brief seconds of remembering Lenalee and Damian's bodies that jostles him out of his daze and he needs to stop and catch his breath. ]
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But, as he's said yes, a smile lights her face and she simply gestures in front of her.]
Not really. I was just planning on walking around the park for a bit.
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Might I ask how long you've been in the City?
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I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. I suppose it's... you're mannerisms.
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Wait, are you an imPort...?
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I am. I've been here for about two years.
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[ Of course to Gil, he and Gemma didn't have those. Everyone else had an accent. ]
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Neither do you. That was part of what led me to deduce that you are also an import. [Because there aren't native people in the City from England, right?]
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A place called Reveille. [ A city, anyway. What is the country's name in PH? We just don't know. ]
But it may be England... just by a different name in my world.
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Well, that's something at least. [A beat, then proudly:] I met our Queen, once.
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No queen would bestow upon titles to just anyone.
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All the young ladies from the best families were sent to meet her. It was such a grand event.
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Oh no, not noble. Though my family is one of the older ones in England.
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