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exsiliumlogs2013-03-22 03:34 pm
gevurah) wrote in exsiliumlogs2013-03-22 03:34 pm
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Date & Time: 22nd to the 24th
Location: a synagogue in the city
Characters: Kate & whoever else volunteered to help and/or anyone who wants to see what is going on.
Summary: can we fix it? I hope so.
Warnings: ???
The exteriors of the synagogue aren’t too shabby surprisingly, but the main door needs a good push before it can be shouldered open properly and it creaks loudly as it swings on its hinges. Bits of the walls outside are chipped and discoloured, slowly but constantly being eroded each day in the never ending rainfall that blankets the city.
Inside the building is still as cold as it is outside; windows missing entire panes or broken bits still clinging to the frames, still sharp and dangerous enough to cut deep into one’s flesh if they’re not careful enough. Wherever the windows are, cold wind blows in, and the floor beneath the sills are damp and around the edges have some mold growing. There’s also pieces of glass laying on the floor.
There’s dust and broken bits of wood everywhere. Wooden beams that are supposed to support the building lay half rotting around the building. Some of them are in the way if people want to go further into the building, so they’ll need to be carried out outside by a few helping hands. The air in the building is stuffy and unpleasant, even with wind passing in every now and then.
Honestly, it may feel more depressing inside the worn down building than it does outside in the rain that never ceases.
( ooc: feel free to tag in however as you like! characters can work together, do their own clean-up, take breaks, whatever you want. )
Location: a synagogue in the city
Characters: Kate & whoever else volunteered to help and/or anyone who wants to see what is going on.
Summary: can we fix it? I hope so.
Warnings: ???
The exteriors of the synagogue aren’t too shabby surprisingly, but the main door needs a good push before it can be shouldered open properly and it creaks loudly as it swings on its hinges. Bits of the walls outside are chipped and discoloured, slowly but constantly being eroded each day in the never ending rainfall that blankets the city.
Inside the building is still as cold as it is outside; windows missing entire panes or broken bits still clinging to the frames, still sharp and dangerous enough to cut deep into one’s flesh if they’re not careful enough. Wherever the windows are, cold wind blows in, and the floor beneath the sills are damp and around the edges have some mold growing. There’s also pieces of glass laying on the floor.
There’s dust and broken bits of wood everywhere. Wooden beams that are supposed to support the building lay half rotting around the building. Some of them are in the way if people want to go further into the building, so they’ll need to be carried out outside by a few helping hands. The air in the building is stuffy and unpleasant, even with wind passing in every now and then.
Honestly, it may feel more depressing inside the worn down building than it does outside in the rain that never ceases.
( ooc: feel free to tag in however as you like! characters can work together, do their own clean-up, take breaks, whatever you want. )
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[ The reply is automatic, because he can't think of something that is completely new. He's done time travel and mystery missions and cold and wet all before.
The people, maybe. The people are completely new. Most of them, anyway, even a few that shouldn't be. ]
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But you've done the time travel bit.
[ What kind of person is Bucky Barnes, she wonders. ]
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Once or twice, yeah.
[ Kang you suck. ]
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During the war?
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[ It's true. He knows he went, because he remembers meeting himself, younger. But… he doesn't remember being his younger self.
Except in the obvious way.
Dammit. This is way above his paygrade. ]
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[ Maybe if he did, she could feel a touch of relief that someone here might know what they're doing. This is not going to end well, she thinks. ]
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[ Though he isn't sure why he remembers the one or not the other. And why it never occur to him to wonder that until now. ]
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What happened?