perceives_sunlight: (they look just like him!)
Son Goku ([personal profile] perceives_sunlight) wrote in [community profile] hadriel_logs2016-07-13 01:08 pm
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[OPEN] The Misadventures of the Monkey King

Who: Son Goku ([personal profile] perceives_sunlight) and various residents of Hadriel
What: Goku dragging people along on adventures to play! For people in the CR Meme who wanted to hop on into his adventures, but ALSO for anyone who just wants to meet or hang out with the sweetest little ball of sunshine around. If you want me to start something for us, just PM me! Otherwise, feel free to make up something AND I WILL BE THERE.
Where: ALL OVER HADRIEL
When: Throughout the month of July
Warnings: TBD. Cavities from the cute. Probably some violence!
solvethepuzzle: (Explain)

Let's say . . . the 15th

[personal profile] solvethepuzzle 2016-07-16 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
Near finds neither of these things outside. He finds fun in excitement in entirely different things and leaving the house is not a requirement for them. In fact, leaving the house is more along the lines of a necessary chore for the time being. He's been forced to fend for himself for weeks, and contrary to what some have believed about him, Near is not in fact a robot. He needs food.

And while he's not tremendously picky about what he eats, the shops can only provide so much and he heads out to the orchard for fresher product when he feels like it. Which happens to be today.

As usual, he's got his tremendously oversized coat on, the collar covering up the bottom half of his face, and the hem more than halfway to his knees. But above that high collar, his mess of white hair is blatantly visible; the coat doesn't have a hood.

He seems to be alone at first, but his eyes sweep over the area for a moment, checking for other people like a properly paranoid person should. And he believes that he notes someone up in a peach tree, but no one else. Well. That's fine. Not being a social sort, he opts to mostly ignore the figure and heads over to a pear tree instead.
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[personal profile] solvethepuzzle 2016-07-17 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
It might say something in Near's favour that he doesn't startle at the leaves shaking down. He'd heard movement prior to that, but nothing significant. Still. Getting visible reactions is difficult.

He spares a glance out of the corner of his eye at the boy . . . hanging upside-down from the branch. Perhaps he should be surprised. But after the all the turns Near's life has taken lately, this actually rates very low on the weirdness meter.

And the glance is all the boy gets before Near turns his attention back to the tree. But he will acknowledge the greeting at least. "Hello."
solvethepuzzle: (Demonstrate)

[personal profile] solvethepuzzle 2016-07-17 05:32 am (UTC)(link)
There is no answering grin on Near's face, and even if there were, it would have been hidden by the high collar. He certainly notes Goku's though. Someone gregarious, easily pleased. Near admittedly has not met a great deal of people like this.

The swinging earns him another glance. What a strange child. (As if Near has any room to think somebody is strange.)

"I am called Near." Going along with standard conversation costs him nothing, in his estimation. He's learned how to be slightly better with people, so he can manage this much. "And that may be true, but it isn't something I can reach."

Because he is most certainly not climbing any trees.
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cute chiiiild

[personal profile] dedikated 2016-07-14 08:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Unsurprisingly, Kate is here. Because to be anywhere else implies she has a life. And she doesn't. Unless making calls at 2am counts as a life and really.

No. It doesn't.

She's just about done refreshing the sensor wards on one of the windows when a very familiar voice carries down the hall.

"Hey, kid." Popping her head round the door to the office first, Kate eventually steps out to the front door. "He's gone home already."
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[personal profile] dedikated 2016-07-14 10:21 pm (UTC)(link)
She should probably be more shocked or worried that Goku says she's always here, but... well, it's hardly untrue, is it? At the very least, she offers him a curl of her lips that is almost a smile. Well, it's about as close as she gets. Vaguely pleased, we'll call it. Gesturing down the hall, Kate pushes a loose strand of hair back towards a plait and lets Goku bound ahread of her. "The office is free." And has a nice selection of chairs to use. And less important equipment. Although let's try and keep the papers in order if we can, hmm?
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[personal profile] dedikated 2016-07-15 06:05 am (UTC)(link)
Blinking, Kate lets those comments about teaching slide. Different worlds, Galloway. Think like that. It's not like she can say she was exactly a genius as a kid either. Hell she's not even one now. Instead, she nods at the calculation.

"Aye," she answers, picking up one of the napples and examining it. "You've been eating these?" She's had minimal involvement with the garden project, even if there is burning curiosity to see what medical purposes they might be able to scrounge up from them. That's probably a good thing because her knowledge of plants extends to identifying the things you'd find in a salad.

A shrug, and she takes a bite. Sweet, which isn't really her taste, but fresh and edible. And after months of cave meat and tinned food, that is a blessing.

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shops;

[personal profile] whichend 2016-07-17 04:39 pm (UTC)(link)
It's no secret that Hadriel changes, just a little bit, each time the Door opens. There are new monsters, new people, new dangers. And sometimes, there are new items in the shop. For the most part, Arya doesn't trust things that most people would call modern -- fancy bits of technology, food that comes in boxes, things like that. But every so often, Arya can find a diamond in the rough, and that's what she's looking for today.

So Arya is spending this afternoon in the shops. She's a small, skinny thing, clad in a large overcoat that's both comfortable and conceals the several blades on her person. Arya isn't the type to go out unarmed -- she's known for a long time that the world isn't a safe place, whether you're living in Hadriel or Westeros.

For a while, the shop is blissfully quiet. But soon enough, she hears someone enter. Arya turns towards the door. She hasn't drawn a dagger yet, but she's ready, her whole body taut, her gaze sharp. She doesn't call out yet. She doesn't want to give away her position.

Arya waits, to see if the newcomer is a friend or a foe.

[personal profile] whichend 2016-07-18 12:43 pm (UTC)(link)
If it was anyone else, the sight of someone wildly approaching Arya would cause a low-level panic, and she'd likely pull her sword on them and curtly demand to know what they want. But this is a child -- a true, innocent, child. It's been years since Arya has really seen one. She doesn't count herself as a child, after all. Children don't kill, children don't serve the Many-Faced God, children don't have holes where their hearts should be.

Arya just stands there, wide-eyed and shocked. She gives the child an uncertain wave.

"Ah." Less excited. "Hello. I am called Arya." Her brow furrows. "How old are you?"

[personal profile] whichend 2016-07-18 10:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Arya doesn't grin. Instead, she looks a little indignant when Goku compares her name to a fruit, of all things. She'd rather strike fear into the hearts of her enemies, not sound juicy and delicious, thanks.

"I'm not named for a fruit." That's not a very good comeback. Arya chews her lip, thinking. "And your name sounds like a kind of rock."

Arya is also five feet even, but she's twelve and undernourished. She can't believe this child is fifteen. Robb was barely older than that when he became King in the North. None of her brothers were this playful after they left Winterfell; none of them could afford to be. The sight of this carefree child stirs up a twisted feeling in Arya's heart, something like jealousy.

"I'm two-and-ten," she replies, coldly. "You don't look ten-and-five."

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In the streets!

[personal profile] amos_moses 2016-07-21 09:44 pm (UTC)(link)
A jabberjay dives overhead and shrieks at Goku....in Gojyo's voice.

A snort comes from overhead, and Amos leans over from his perch on an abandoned rooftop. "Now, bird, dat's rude. Heya, chief! How's you?" he calls down to Goku, waving merrily.
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[personal profile] amos_moses 2016-07-25 11:23 pm (UTC)(link)

Amos laughs. "Dat be me," he agrees. "Birds an' all other kinds of critters. I see you're settlin' in well, my friend."

He moves towards the crumbled edge of the building: arms spread wide for balance he hops his way down the pile of rubble, from foothold to foothold. He's got the balance and the careful grace of a dancer, a gymnast, and he lands easily on the street in front of Goku. Now properly on the kid's level, he grins again and shoves his hands in the pockets of his baggy jeans.

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[personal profile] amos_moses 2016-07-29 07:44 pm (UTC)(link)

Amos laughs. "That sounds like a cool project, friend. Want any help? I ain't doin' anything much, just chattin' with the birds."

Spying on his neighbors like the Nosy Nellie he is, but that's just Amos. He means nothing wicked by it, he's just setting aside information on who gets along with who and such. Useful stuff to know in case of...well, anything. But being in company is much better, and he'll gladly come along if Goku lets him.

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