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hadriel_logs2017-12-11 08:08 pm
notimpervious) wrote in hadriel_logs2017-12-11 08:08 pm
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Who: Brennan, Harlan, Rose
What: Catching up with Harlan; potentially adopting Rosie
Where: Harlan's place; idk maybe somewhere not in the sun in the aboveground city
When: Dec 14 and Dec 17
Warnings: Talk of abandonment, horrible foster homes, murder probably, cannibalism possibly...? I'll keep this updated.
HARLAN - december 14 - the pet playdate
[Given all that has happened since they agreed to let their pets play together, it comes as no surprise to Brennan that she forgot she and Harlan had decided this. What does come as a surprise, and a pleasant one, is that he did not forget. Once the fighting has ended and the city has been moved again, he contacts her with an invitation, which she readily accepts.
When the second sun has long since set, making it not unbearable to be outside, Brennan makes her way across the city, Sandy in her arms. It is not the most comfortable walk she has been on, but she does indeed arrive at her destination, immediately glad for the shade and cooler air in the spire.]
I am glad to see a sky, [she says as she steps inside the apartment,] but I am not so glad for the temperature. At least it is only a minor inconvenience.
[Sandy wiggles in Brennan's arms until she looses her grip, at which point the fox climbs up onto her shoulder to get a good view of the familiar layout yet unfamiliar smells in the apartment.]
ROSE - december 17ish - drunk on love, adoption ensues
[It is difficult to be picky about one's water source when one is at constant risk for dehydration. Brennan supposes she is just lucky that she chose to drink from a pool whose emotional effects she does not mind. She likes Love, and she finds that feeling extra affectionate or inclined to be caring towards others is not a bad thing. The probability of picking a less beneficial pool to drink from next is relatively high, so rather than risk being angry or confused or frightened until her next stop for water, she has decided to stick with this one.
She has just had about half a cup of that water (the other half is in the mug in her hands, when she comes across Rose sitting in the shade of one of the undamaged shops. Normally, Brennan would merely remark that Rose has made an intelligent decision about where to recuperate a little from the heat, but Love's influence on her already heightened instincts to nurture and protect combine to make her notice just how unhappy Rose looks.
It is, in this state, almost impossible for her to ignore that.
She approaches Rose, crouching next to her unprompted, concern in her gaze and in her voice.]
You look like you would benefit from hydrating. You may have some of this water, unless you have been drinking from a source you trust.
[She just wants you not to look so sad, Rose. :c ]
What: Catching up with Harlan; potentially adopting Rosie
Where: Harlan's place; idk maybe somewhere not in the sun in the aboveground city
When: Dec 14 and Dec 17
Warnings: Talk of abandonment, horrible foster homes, murder probably, cannibalism possibly...? I'll keep this updated.
HARLAN - december 14 - the pet playdate
[Given all that has happened since they agreed to let their pets play together, it comes as no surprise to Brennan that she forgot she and Harlan had decided this. What does come as a surprise, and a pleasant one, is that he did not forget. Once the fighting has ended and the city has been moved again, he contacts her with an invitation, which she readily accepts.
When the second sun has long since set, making it not unbearable to be outside, Brennan makes her way across the city, Sandy in her arms. It is not the most comfortable walk she has been on, but she does indeed arrive at her destination, immediately glad for the shade and cooler air in the spire.]
I am glad to see a sky, [she says as she steps inside the apartment,] but I am not so glad for the temperature. At least it is only a minor inconvenience.
[Sandy wiggles in Brennan's arms until she looses her grip, at which point the fox climbs up onto her shoulder to get a good view of the familiar layout yet unfamiliar smells in the apartment.]
ROSE - december 17ish - drunk on love, adoption ensues
[It is difficult to be picky about one's water source when one is at constant risk for dehydration. Brennan supposes she is just lucky that she chose to drink from a pool whose emotional effects she does not mind. She likes Love, and she finds that feeling extra affectionate or inclined to be caring towards others is not a bad thing. The probability of picking a less beneficial pool to drink from next is relatively high, so rather than risk being angry or confused or frightened until her next stop for water, she has decided to stick with this one.
She has just had about half a cup of that water (the other half is in the mug in her hands, when she comes across Rose sitting in the shade of one of the undamaged shops. Normally, Brennan would merely remark that Rose has made an intelligent decision about where to recuperate a little from the heat, but Love's influence on her already heightened instincts to nurture and protect combine to make her notice just how unhappy Rose looks.
It is, in this state, almost impossible for her to ignore that.
She approaches Rose, crouching next to her unprompted, concern in her gaze and in her voice.]
You look like you would benefit from hydrating. You may have some of this water, unless you have been drinking from a source you trust.
[She just wants you not to look so sad, Rose. :c ]