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I'm the wanderer, they call my the wanderer [open]
Who: Delirium and YOU!
What: Delirium tends to go into houses, whether she's been invited or not.
Where: Various Places
When: Various Times through out the week
Warnings: It's Delirium, apply caution where necessary.
Format: Para that will no doubt quickly deteriorate into quick para
Alternatively: you choose.
Delirium was wandering.
It was something of a constant state for her these days, so much so that she had developed something of her own "patrol area". The only real problem was that sometimes (or most of the time) she forgot where it was and just sort of walked and walked and walked until she found the right door. The door was really the most important thing.
It was all about finding the right one and having the keys to open it. Delirium had the keys to the City and when she couldn't find them, she simply made her own door. Of course, she was always very good about closing them afterwards.
It wouldn't be polite to leave a door hanging open in someone's laundry room after all.
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What: Delirium tends to go into houses, whether she's been invited or not.
Where: Various Places
When: Various Times through out the week
Warnings: It's Delirium, apply caution where necessary.
Format: Para that will no doubt quickly deteriorate into quick para
Alternatively: you choose.
Delirium was wandering.
It was something of a constant state for her these days, so much so that she had developed something of her own "patrol area". The only real problem was that sometimes (or most of the time) she forgot where it was and just sort of walked and walked and walked until she found the right door. The door was really the most important thing.
It was all about finding the right one and having the keys to open it. Delirium had the keys to the City and when she couldn't find them, she simply made her own door. Of course, she was always very good about closing them afterwards.
It wouldn't be polite to leave a door hanging open in someone's laundry room after all.
[ooc:How this breaks down-
Subject line a place and a time. Doesn't matter where or when.
Mark open or closed if you're interested in having thread jumpers.
Tag yourself.
Feel free to thread jump into other open threads.]
Nazi Mansion / Late Night
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"What are you making?" she asked after a while.
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"That sounds really lovely!" she said, mirroring his cheerfulness with a slightly cracked version of her own. "I'll like that, but... um... I'll go and hide when people start screaming. I don't like that part as much..."
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"I don't know... I don't think so. She's always really busy anyway and I don't think anyone ever dies who isn't supposed to. Destiny says things like that."
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