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Someone Showed Me a Picture and I Just Laughed - [Closed]

Who: Delmar and his friends! [Harlan Halliday, Michael Munroe, Atem, Julie Grigio, Margaery Tyrell, Hayden]
What: Photoshoot :P - Delmar gathers his closest friends to get a group photo
Where: Delmar's apartment
When: Dec 18th
Warnings: N/A - Will change if needed

[Delmar finds it when he's moving the sacks of flour in preparation for their long delayed journey to the now finished bakery. It's where he had packed it away safely, wrapped meticulously in a dishtowel, tucked into a box. It's survived the the police raid back home. The fire. The Null.

James' camera.

'He's no "crazy guy", now you give me that camera'

In the chaos of the past month he's almost forgotten its here, that it had arrived in this place with him, and now he holds his breath as he bends to pick it up. Gingerly as if it might shatter to pieces the moment he touches it. Seeing it, holding it makes his heart ache. Ache for that young man who used to get himself into such trouble with this thing hanging around his neck, seeing who knows what through the lens of this ridiculous, beautiful thing. In light of everything, what Delmar once viewed as an innocuous piece of metal and glass now seems so precious.

He pulls it close to his chest and cradles it there a long moment. Cherishing it.

A little while later all the closest of his friends will receive a short audio message (Harlan's a slightly adjusted message by video with cue cards of course)]

Oh, hello. Its just me.
...Um, me Delmar not me someone else...
I was wondering if perhaps it wasn't too much trouble, if maybe you aren't busy, if you could please come by my apartment?

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[An astonishing five seconds (roughly) after sending his message to Hayden...Hayden will literally appear in Delmar's apartment, crashing noisily into a wall as he leaps much-too-eagerly out of thin air. As a result, he bounces backward, dazed and stumbling, but at least catches himself before he knocks into anything else.]

I'm here!

[He's pretty much never busy.]

[Perhaps one day Delmar will actually remember that teleportation is now a reality in this strange world he now lives in, but at least for now that day has not yet come. As such, when Hayden seemingly falls from the sky just seconds after Delmar's had time to set down his phone, Delmar's eyes bulge and he nearly trips over himself in how fast he spins.]

H-Hayden!!

[But just as soon as he's said it the boy has smashed into the wall and is stumbling about like a small dog that can't get traction on a wooden floor.

His heart rate just barely beginning to drop back to normal, Delmar 'tsks' softly and reaches out to gather Hayden up, if only to stop him from falling or further hurting himself, and holding him much as he's seen women carry their own small children]

Oh you must be more careful! You could have really hurt yourself.

[When all of his friends have gathered and he's been able to explain the situation to each of them, Delmar timidly tries to get everyone's attention with a small awkward wave of his hand before giving them a smile, camera in his other hand]

Alright, is everyone ready?

[A quick headcount before he realizes they haven't picked a spot yet. Not the easiest task with the size of his apartment and the number of people that have gathered]

Oh dear...where would be best to take this photo...

Edited 2017-12-19 07:38 (UTC)

[Crowds are not really Harlan's favorite thing, especially when he can't hear, so he's been hanging out off to the side. He's sort of awkwardly pressed up against a wall next to Michael. He chugged like a gallon of Tranquility water before heading over, at least, and that's sort of helping, but now he has to pee, and it's really hot because it's never not hot and there are too many people and of course he's wearing long sleeves and a jacket... This is not the magical day of smiles and friendship that Delmar is making it out to be.

But, that said, Delmar wants a magical day of smiles and friendship and, by god, that is what Delmar is going to get. Harlan will definitely not be complaining and he's... doing his best to mask his extreme discomfort, though he's never been great at tempering his outward expression of his feelings. Which are typically very strong. So. Mixed results. But he's trying! For his buddy!!

He looks up when Delmar waves, but isn't sure what he's saying. From Del's hesitation, though, he suspects that he's trying to suss out a good picture spot. Harlan glances at the mural of NYC they painted together a couple of months ago. There, maybe? The meaningful look is all anyone's getting for now, though. Just in case that's not actually what's getting talked about.]

The mural!

[Julie had looked around the room as Delmar spoke, and caught the look that the man near to her was giving to the painting out of the corner of her eye. She waves a hand towards the wall, waving her other in Delmar's direction to get his attention.

Once she has it, and has made the idea clear, she shoots Harlan a look and grins at him.]

Good idea.

[Michael has mostly been trying to stay out of the way, but not because he thinks he'll be an inconvenience. It's mostly because he doesn't want to get overwhelmed or pissed off and do something stupid. He's trying to keep his shit in check for Delmar. The last thing his friend needs is him flying off the handle and ruining his cute picture times by throwing someone out a window or something.

Having Harlan around helps, at least. They can both just awkwardly noodle around the edges of the gathering together.]

Yeah, the mural seems like a good spot. [He's helping.] Do you have something to set that camera on?

[Delmar's going to be in the picture, right?]

[Margaery isn't really sure what cameras or photos are, but Delmar requested her presence, so here she is.

she came through the misadventure with the Null largely unscathed. even managed to kill several of them on her own which she's sure no one from home ever could have imagined. Margaery Tyrell, the Rose of Highgarden, warrior woman. she'd laugh if she thought anyone else would find it funny.

she hasn't met any of Delmar's other friends, so at least this will provide her with the opportunity?]

Does he? Would anyone mind explaining to me what a camera is?

「Meanwhile, the guy wearing a rather <https://hadriel-logs.dreamwidth.org/124901.html?thread=29687269#cmt29687269>dashing scarf over the left side of his face observes at the others, happy just to see them and to be part of something nice, after how things had happened with the Null for each of them, he only approaches when they seem to decide a place to take the picture. He smiles at Margaery, who he might have seen around, but never truly met until now.」

It's a device to capture images. Like the ones we use in the phones to record video, but Delmar's special.

「He then looks back at the older of them all with a bit of a smile, giving him a cue to explain a little further.」

This is the best thing that's ever happened or will ever happen again!

[Translation: it really doesn't matter how awkward or quiet anyone else is because Hayden can and will absolutely make up for that with too much enthusiasm. Really, he never fails to scream when screaming is needed. Or not needed.]

I'm ready! I'm really ready! Let's take a good picture that will give us a memory forever!

[Hayden says he's ready but...is also absolutely not standing still. When he's not actively moving around he keeps bouncing. It's just that everybody he loves is alive again and so that makes this a good and great day.]

[Delmar catches the look from Harlan out of the corner of his eye so at first he doesn't quite follow, but when the others seem to catch on he smiles, gesturing to try and gently herd everyone in that direction]

Oh yes! Yes that is a very good idea. Oh, but Hayden you are going to have to stand still...

[As he adjusts his positioning he attends to Margaery's question, blushing faintly at Atem's comment]

Ah, yes, a camera takes pictures so you can keep special memories forever. [He's always found that a particularly lovely concept] This one, um, this one belonged to someone special back home. It arrived here with me.

[He then looks a little confused, blinking at Michael]

Something to set it on? Don't you worry about that I can hold it just fine. It's not too heavy.

[How sweet of Michael to worry about that though]

Edited 2018-01-02 07:36 (UTC)

[There sure are conversations happening probably! Harlan is shit at lipreading and even shittier when people aren't talking directly to him, so he's left thoroughly out of the loop. Whatever. If it's important, Michael or someone will get his attention.

So Harlan just lets himself be herded. The sooner this is over, the better. He does his best to stick to the fringes, though. Group pictures are tough enough even when he can hear. He's sure he's going to get jostled at least a couple of times before they're done here. Urgh.]

C'mon, Hayden, come stand here with me.

[She doesn't know the kid from Adam, but he seems sweet enough and she may just be able to get him to stand still if she can persuade him to come over to where she is. The girl spies Harlan, too, trying to linger on the edges of what's happening and gently gestures for him to move in closer.

Julie had moved to the mural the instant she made the suggestion, and shoots a puzzled look at Delmar when he speaks.]

You're meant to be in the photo with us. That's how this is working, right?

[Margaery makes her way over to Delmar's apartment, knocking on the door before opening it and heading inside. she's wearing this dress and has her hair down and loose in waves down her back. she smiles as she sees Delmar and goes to give him a hug]

It's wonderful to see you again, Delmar. How are your eyes feeling? Better, I hope.

[And Delmar returns the hug shyly but happily, smiling more brightly than he has in a long time.]

Well they are certainly feeling well enough to see how beautiful you look today, Miss Margaery

[Which is both a genuine compliment and his way of saying 'yes, my eyes have recovered'.]

Thank you very much for coming. I hope you weren't too busy, I know you have an awful lot on your hands running your shop.

[and she sees that, which just makes her smile blossom]

Why, thank you! I modeled it off a dress I loved back home. I'm pleased that it turned out so well.

[she's grateful to hear it. she'd been worried that perhaps the eye trauma could have become permanent]

Honestly, after all that mess with the Null? I mostly have to worry about setting the shop in order again. They must have been there looking for me and they were not gentle in their treatment of things.

[Delmar's brows knit with worry]

Is there a lot of damage? Will you need any help tidying? I'm more than glad to help.

[Margaery gives him a smile in response]

No, nothing's been damaged, really, just tossed around a bit. And I can't ask you to help, not when you're still recovering.

You shouldn't worry about me, Miss Margaery. I'll be alright. I may be old but I'm no pushover.

[Well...not exactly]

Friends worry about one another, do they not? [smiles at him] And I know you're no pushover. No one who was would have been able to get a shelter in place when we needed it most would be.

[He flushes]

Oh, well Seel did most of the hard work. But thank you.

[A pause]

Did you have any luck finding your man, Margaery?

Yes, but you saw the need even before the Null chose to make their announcement about the kill list and enlisted one who could aid you. I'm sure there are many people here who would have been in far greater danger had the option of shelter not been in place.

Yes. We kept missing one another, crossing paths. It was silly, really. But now he's home and all is well.

[Delmar exhales in relief, a hand coming up to rest across his chest above his heart]

That is very good news. I am happy to hear that.

[she giggles--yes, giggles!--happily]

You simply must meet Matt. He's unlike any other man I've met. Brave and handsome and loyal and strong. [and now she's blushing] I love him. I've been married three times for politics, but I've never been in love until now. Until him.

I would be honored to meet him. He must be something special for you to think so highly of him.

[But then he hesitates]

Married three times? Is that true, Margaery?

I'll have to have a dinner party next month, so he can meet all of my friends properly. And he's very special. So unlike the men of Westeros, in the best possible ways. And he's very, very, very handsome.

Yes. It's true. I wed Renly Baratheon when he made his claim to the throne. After Renly died, I was married to Joffrey Baratheon, the king. He was a monster, cruel and bloodthirsty. Grandmother poisoned him at our wedding feast. And lastly, I was married to his younger brother, King Tommen.

「It doesn't take Atem long at all to get to Delmar's place, he didn't bother to answer the message, hurring instead. While it didn't seem urgent or anything, he will not take any chances. He knocks, but opens the door and lets himself in.」

Delmar? Everything alright?

[Delmar didn't expect Atem to arrive quite so soon, though perhaps, given the punctuality of Atem's past visits, he really should have. Delmar peeks at him from behind a counter where he had been cleaning up some spilled water on the floor]

Atem! My you came very quickly.

[He beams, getting up off the floor]

Thank you for coming.

No problem.

「He scans the room really quickly, seeing nothing wrong.」

Hmm... what's up? Need some help?

Help? Oh! No no, it's nothing like that.

I wanted everyone here so we could take a picture. [He turns bashful] I know its a little silly, but with everything that's been going on, I, um, I wanted a picture of all of you.

Oh--

「That is actually... quite unexpected. Enough for Atem to turn as bashful. 」

Sure... who is everyone?

Well, there's Harlan and Michael...and Julie...and Miss Margaery...and of course little Hayden

[He counts them off on his fingers to make sure he doesn't skip anyone]

「Oh well, that's not that many people, he can handle it.

Only...

Hmm.」

Oh, okay... If that's what you want, I'll be honored to be part of your photograph.

「Sounds like fun, a way to be remembered-- and then he goes a little serious. His hand travels slowly to the side of his face, right beside the Eye.」

Delmar...?

[Delmar was about to say something but stops when Atem's tone turns serious]

...yes?

「To which he turns, yet again, a little hesitant.」

Do you... do you have anything I could use to cover this?

That you could...Oh! Do you want to cover it?

[He frets a little as he thinks over what he has]

I'm afraid I don't have any eye patches but I could make you one. Would that be alright?

「He snickers at the comment, remembering the stupid remark between him and Law about eye patches and pirates.

Maybe he should take it off already, he knows it's not exactly a welcoming sight. He always remembers having a degree of utter respect for his uncle at the mere sight of the Eye, he loved him so, but it was something about the Eye that never made him feel entirely comfortable around him. He could only assume he felt something similar about himself, just as he does now. But, there hadn't been any attacks lately, but that would also mean being defenseless all sudden. Looks or protection. It is hard to choose.」

I... guess? A simple scarf would do.

Edited 2017-12-30 06:09 (UTC)

Oh now that's a good idea. You just wait here.

[And he hurries to his bedroom, fussing about in his closet before he comes back with an armful of options for scarves. He holds one up in particular ]

This one would be lovely with your coloring.

My coloring?

「He has to chuckle at that as he takes the scarf Delmar offers, looking at it thoroughly for a moment, but a little unsure of what he means, but it sounds like Delmar knows what he's talking about.」

You're the expert. Could you... help me?

「And he offers it back.」

[Knowing one's color palette is the first vital step to a complete wardrobe, Atem]

I'd be happy to

[He takes the scarf in hand and sets about trying to wrap it around Atem's head without messing up his hair too much. It takes a couple tries and a little bit of experimenting before he holds up a mirror for him]

Is this alright?

「Don't worry, Delmar, it's impossible to mess with the hair. Atem looks into the mirror and nods.」

Totes. Guess I'm ready for that photograph.

「He grins at his friend. He would wink, but it probably would go completely unnoticed.」

What made you think about this?

[Delmar smiles triumphantly and gives Atem's shoulder a small squeeze before his expression turns thoughtful. He goes to the counter and gathers up James' camera before holding it up for Atem to see]

I was cleaning and I found this. I almost forgot I had it here.

「You know what? He's been noticing he does that to people a lot. When Delmar comes back with the camera he leans over to take a good look at it. It looks, very old. Well, for... yeah.」

That's cool, did you bring it with you from home?

Uh...y-yes I did.

[He looks down at it bashfully]

It belonged to James. He was always running about taking pictures with this thing....

[His voice trails off]

It's special.

「Special, huh? The kind of special that makes someone's mind travel through time and space, even.」

Of course it is.

「Atem leans over so slightly trying to catch his friend's stare, a warm smile ready for him when he decides to look at him.」

Come on, let's get ready.

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Someone Showed Me a Picture and I Just Laughed - [Closed]

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