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hadriel_logs2017-10-31 06:41 pm
imhisaunt) wrote in hadriel_logs2017-10-31 06:41 pm
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Protect is a Seven Letter Word for Caring [OTA Throughout November]
Who: Delmar and Seel [Closed Thread], also OTA.
** Please feel free to make your own open threads at any point during the month if your characters would want to be involved with the hideout (i.e. if they want to be in it or help people get to it or bring stuff for it. It can be assumed that characters know about it by word of mouth as there will be no announcement on the network and all characters will be asked NOT to mention it in phone calls or network posts). Also if you'd like your character to speak to Delmar or Seel specifically please just specify that
What: Delmar has asked Seel to help him build a secret hide out underneath his unfinished bakery so people can come there for safety
Where: The Unfinished Bakery (located across the river)
When: Continuous throughout November's events
Warnings: N/A for the moment. I will fix if needed.
[Closed to Seel]
"How long do you think it will take?"
He's pushed what furniture and debris he can out of the way and is now taking stock of the bakery's floorpan. He knows its no small thing he's asking and he also knows that, given the scale of the task at hand and the skills required, it will majorly fall on Seel's shoulders to construct. However, though he feels a deep-seated guilt about asking such a huge thing of Seel in addition to Seel's previous promise to help with the bakery, he recognizes there's no time for to waste fretting about being selfish. He can try and find a way to return the gesture later when they've managed to help as many as they can.
For now they have to act.
So jaw set with determination, he looks to Seel, awaiting his assessment of the situation.
[Delmar's OTA - throughout November]
Delmar's colorful sweaters and scarves have been stored away for the time being in favor of more practical clothes. Instead he wears only simple green khaki trousers, a short-sleeved crew neck t-shirt, and a black leather belt over which can be seen the butt of the silver handgun that he won during the paintball event. Dressed this way it can be seen that, though markedly lanky and thin, Delmar is threaded together with lean muscle, most toned along his arms that are now bare. Taken altogether, Delmar now strikes a noticeably grim and serious figure compared to his usual more chipper and optimistic self.
He thought his war days were behind him. That the big bad evil had been packed away at least for his lifetime, and now in his early 60s he could expect never to hold another weapon or worry about a friend being killed in the line of fire. It was probably just another proof of how naive a person he is. And now there are too many similarities to what happened before. Lists. People who were deemed worthy to live. People deemed necessary to kill. No care for age or innocence. It puts a sickly feeling in his stomach.
Delmar's more than aware of his vulnerabilities. He's pretty much outmatched by every single person in this cave, not to mention these horrid creatures that are coming after everyone. He had been a good soldier, but not a great one by any stretch, and that had been 30 years ago. Still he can't sit by and do nothing. So he's going to help in whatever way he can. So if he can't fight, maybe he can still protect and shelter. Delmar can mostly be found around the site, doing whatever he can find for himself to do, whether thats getting people food or blankets, or even just giving a comforting shoulder where he can. He'll try his best to give his smiles and his words of encouragement. Even if he doesn't feel like he has it in him, he'll still try.
If you tell him you need something he will do everything within his power to get it for you or do it for you, or if you just need someone to talk to, he's here.
** Please feel free to make your own open threads at any point during the month if your characters would want to be involved with the hideout (i.e. if they want to be in it or help people get to it or bring stuff for it. It can be assumed that characters know about it by word of mouth as there will be no announcement on the network and all characters will be asked NOT to mention it in phone calls or network posts). Also if you'd like your character to speak to Delmar or Seel specifically please just specify that
What: Delmar has asked Seel to help him build a secret hide out underneath his unfinished bakery so people can come there for safety
Where: The Unfinished Bakery (located across the river)
When: Continuous throughout November's events
Warnings: N/A for the moment. I will fix if needed.
[Closed to Seel]
"How long do you think it will take?"
He's pushed what furniture and debris he can out of the way and is now taking stock of the bakery's floorpan. He knows its no small thing he's asking and he also knows that, given the scale of the task at hand and the skills required, it will majorly fall on Seel's shoulders to construct. However, though he feels a deep-seated guilt about asking such a huge thing of Seel in addition to Seel's previous promise to help with the bakery, he recognizes there's no time for to waste fretting about being selfish. He can try and find a way to return the gesture later when they've managed to help as many as they can.
For now they have to act.
So jaw set with determination, he looks to Seel, awaiting his assessment of the situation.
[Delmar's OTA - throughout November]
Delmar's colorful sweaters and scarves have been stored away for the time being in favor of more practical clothes. Instead he wears only simple green khaki trousers, a short-sleeved crew neck t-shirt, and a black leather belt over which can be seen the butt of the silver handgun that he won during the paintball event. Dressed this way it can be seen that, though markedly lanky and thin, Delmar is threaded together with lean muscle, most toned along his arms that are now bare. Taken altogether, Delmar now strikes a noticeably grim and serious figure compared to his usual more chipper and optimistic self.
He thought his war days were behind him. That the big bad evil had been packed away at least for his lifetime, and now in his early 60s he could expect never to hold another weapon or worry about a friend being killed in the line of fire. It was probably just another proof of how naive a person he is. And now there are too many similarities to what happened before. Lists. People who were deemed worthy to live. People deemed necessary to kill. No care for age or innocence. It puts a sickly feeling in his stomach.
Delmar's more than aware of his vulnerabilities. He's pretty much outmatched by every single person in this cave, not to mention these horrid creatures that are coming after everyone. He had been a good soldier, but not a great one by any stretch, and that had been 30 years ago. Still he can't sit by and do nothing. So he's going to help in whatever way he can. So if he can't fight, maybe he can still protect and shelter. Delmar can mostly be found around the site, doing whatever he can find for himself to do, whether thats getting people food or blankets, or even just giving a comforting shoulder where he can. He'll try his best to give his smiles and his words of encouragement. Even if he doesn't feel like he has it in him, he'll still try.
If you tell him you need something he will do everything within his power to get it for you or do it for you, or if you just need someone to talk to, he's here.
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"What exactly are you working on here?"
Sorry for the delay!
That makes sense, right?