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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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So I can show you, whenever you'd like.
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Once we're finished here, we could.
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He looks around the synagogue, and nods. There's still so much to do...]
What were you working on?
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I was moving beams, and there are still a few more. How about we work here... for another hour?
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Yes. I'm not stupid.
[ A sigh, and she continues more calmly. ] An hour is fine. I can't stay here all day anyway.
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Sorry, sorry! I know you're not. [Aha (he still glances at her feet to make sure she's got proper shoes.)]
I'll be back in an hour, then. [With a quick nod, he heads back to the other side of the building, to collect some huge hunks of rotting wood.]
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An hour later, she's brushed off as much of the dust off her and Nymeria as possible. She waits for Allen, more to see if his timekeeping is any better than his sense of direction. ]
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But it's Tim who flies off to collect him. So he's only a little late when he comes back inside, trying to wipe the grime off his wet gloves by discretely smearing it on his trousers.]
Sorry for making you wait.
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[ Aren't you glad you're being held to such low standards? ]
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[HE TRIES SO HARD...
Also, collecting his bag before they go.]
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[ She smiles beatifically at him before walking out of the synagogue. ]
Lead the way.
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[No it wasn't. And he starts leading the way!! He at least seems to know which direction he's going in. Or he's making a point to seem like he does.]
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[ Now she's just having fun. ]
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[Allen's a motherfather gentleman.]
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And you are never rude.
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I never try to be.
[What BS. But he says it so easily, it sounds almost honest.]
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Lying can be, yes. [BUT HE NEVER DOES THAT, EITHER. Quickly directing her to turn down the street to their left.] Here, it's down this way.
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[Though all his attention is on her as he talks, rather than where he's walking-- but he's totally got this!]
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