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hadriel_logs2017-04-10 06:29 pm
circumitus) wrote in hadriel_logs2017-04-10 06:29 pm
you can't wake up, this is not a dream [OPEN]
Who: Rey and anyone willing to deal with her crazy ass.
What: Now that the madness of the thrilling citysplit adventure hour is over, Rey attempts to deal with the aftermath of her outburst and attempted murder during Love's return... in a rather not-so-wholesome way.
Where: Robot House and the Old Bar.
When: Catch-all log for April!
Warnings: Colorful language and maybe some allusions of the sexual kind. Will update if necessary!
I. First Spiral Neighborhood; House 1401
To probably no one's surprise, Rey hasn't been feeling very social lately. Even the rejoining of the city doesn't have her rushing towards friends and acquaintances, especially not the ones she had cursed out not long before everything went to hell.
She should be grateful. Things are okay. For once, it didn't seem as though the entire fucking sky was falling.
Then why did it still feel so bad?
Nick's in one piece, as are Bianca and Firo. Russia... She hasn't heard from Russia since the city came back together, but he is usually the one to seek her out instead of the other way around.
In any case, she doesn't leave her room all that much, and she's been more or less totally absent from the Guard. Most of her time has been spent in her room, curled up sleeplessly in various corners of her room. When the gods announce their revelry consisting of feats, racing, and musical celebration, there is still very little sign sign of Rey where she keeps herself scarce.
Whether you bother to knock, help yourself inside, or take a peek through the window over the ground level balcony, Rey isn't accepting any visitors. That doesn't mean that those more persistent aren't willing to endeavor to try, though.
It isn't that one finds her injured. The more serious wounds she bears have long since healed, and what remains are scars deeper than the ones that can be seen. But that's usually the case with her.
II. Old Bar
When Rey isn't being dead to the world, she is tending to the restoration of the old bar. What had once been an establishment founded by Sally Malik has now come under the care of Rey, along with a few like-minded individuals calling themselves Ned and Jacob.
Though hardly the sole proprietor of the place, it seems to be the location Rey is most likely to haunt over the weeks following the city's reunion. Sometimes she's arranging some new furniture and decor, while others she is working on producing more liquor and wine to ferment.
These things take time. At the risk of leaving the city bar-less for long in the wake of Delight's reluctance to bring hers back, this is their best alternative.
So far, anyway.
Besides, it's good to have a hobby, isn't it?
III. Wildcard
[ooc: You know the drill. Have something different you'd like? Pick a contact, any contact! And I'll get back to you as soon as possible. Beep!]
What: Now that the madness of the thrilling citysplit adventure hour is over, Rey attempts to deal with the aftermath of her outburst and attempted murder during Love's return... in a rather not-so-wholesome way.
Where: Robot House and the Old Bar.
When: Catch-all log for April!
Warnings: Colorful language and maybe some allusions of the sexual kind. Will update if necessary!
I. First Spiral Neighborhood; House 1401
To probably no one's surprise, Rey hasn't been feeling very social lately. Even the rejoining of the city doesn't have her rushing towards friends and acquaintances, especially not the ones she had cursed out not long before everything went to hell.
She should be grateful. Things are okay. For once, it didn't seem as though the entire fucking sky was falling.
Then why did it still feel so bad?
Nick's in one piece, as are Bianca and Firo. Russia... She hasn't heard from Russia since the city came back together, but he is usually the one to seek her out instead of the other way around.
In any case, she doesn't leave her room all that much, and she's been more or less totally absent from the Guard. Most of her time has been spent in her room, curled up sleeplessly in various corners of her room. When the gods announce their revelry consisting of feats, racing, and musical celebration, there is still very little sign sign of Rey where she keeps herself scarce.
Whether you bother to knock, help yourself inside, or take a peek through the window over the ground level balcony, Rey isn't accepting any visitors. That doesn't mean that those more persistent aren't willing to endeavor to try, though.
It isn't that one finds her injured. The more serious wounds she bears have long since healed, and what remains are scars deeper than the ones that can be seen. But that's usually the case with her.
II. Old Bar
When Rey isn't being dead to the world, she is tending to the restoration of the old bar. What had once been an establishment founded by Sally Malik has now come under the care of Rey, along with a few like-minded individuals calling themselves Ned and Jacob.
Though hardly the sole proprietor of the place, it seems to be the location Rey is most likely to haunt over the weeks following the city's reunion. Sometimes she's arranging some new furniture and decor, while others she is working on producing more liquor and wine to ferment.
These things take time. At the risk of leaving the city bar-less for long in the wake of Delight's reluctance to bring hers back, this is their best alternative.
So far, anyway.
Besides, it's good to have a hobby, isn't it?
III. Wildcard
[ooc: You know the drill. Have something different you'd like? Pick a contact, any contact! And I'll get back to you as soon as possible. Beep!]
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Rey sighs. "Sure."
She's given up on trying to put effort in with having much social grace.
"Been better, been worse." She shrugs in response. "Blew up some tunnels. Killed some things. All in all, been pretty productive."
Including working on this place, it would seem.
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"I heard that those of you who were on the west side had to blow up the tunnels to kill the creatures. Sounds productive to me!"
He sniffs the air delicately. "I smell alcohol. You're already stocking the place?"
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And destruction is what Rey excels at. It's what she was born for, after all.
Well, that and distilling liquor, apparently. Rey has only been applying what she had learned from others, and so far her efforts have been paying off.
Then, she nods. "Yes. Had some help with others in getting the operation functional, so it's been a quicker process than expected."
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Destruction can have its positive uses!!!!
He perks up a little. "Nice there are others here who are into distilling. I used to do a lot of that, myself." Another sniff. "Smells good. I'll bet the product is superior."
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Rather than recounting the details of their most recent close shave with death, Rey finds herself more curious about Curufn's experience with alcohol.
"Are you, now?" Her brows raise. "It isn't perfect. We don't exactly have the luxury of fermenting the stuff for years, but it should be passable. Hopefully."
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"Yes. In my own world, I lived the last six hundred years of my life at the edge of the Arctic Circle. We couldn't grow grapes, so if we wanted wine, we had to import it up from the south, with much expense and trouble. It was easier to brew and distill our own alcoholic drinks. I preferred the stronger stuff, and I made it myself and distributed it all over the Eastern Marches. It sure tasted good on a freezing nights when we had just come in from riding the plains, looking for Orc-bands to decimate."
"I wouldn't worry a bit about drinking the stuff new and raw. That's the way I like it, anyway." He grins.
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Funny, Curufin doesn't look much a day older than two hundred. But more seriously:
"Don't really have a preference, either. Not that we can afford to be picky around here..." She folds her arms over her chest. "Still, if you have any advice or requests or anything, am looking for ways to expand. Was never a vintner or distiller before all of... this, but have picked up on enough to keep us going."
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Ha ha. XD
"Could you use a very large steel distillation vat? I could make one for you. And you can have my favorite recipe for 100-proof whiskey. And if you like, I'll devote some time to helping you make it.