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exsiliumlogs2013-12-15 12:10 pm
maddeninghatter) wrote in exsiliumlogs2013-12-15 12:10 pm
Entry tags:
- ! open,
- allen walker (d. gray-man),
- chrono (chrono crusade),
- chrysos kineas (original),
- gilbert nightray (pandora hearts),
- gin ichimaru (bleach),
- howard link (d.gray-man),
- katniss everdeen (hunger games),
- kevin cecil (makai ouji),
- miranda lotto (d.gray-man),
- oz vessalius (pandora hearts),
- rin asano (boti),
- rosette christopher (chrono crusade),
- xerxes break (pandora hearts)
[ Open ] A Home for the Holidays
Date & Time: December 10th - 21st
Location: The Museum of Old and New(ish) Art
Characters: Xerxes Break and you. Information about and a map to the castle has been left in the Transporter Facility, so anyone interested in renovating a warm and secure (if weird) place to stay is welcome.
Summary: An eccentric billionaire’s 27th century medieval-replica castle/art museum/hotel lies abandoned and half-buried in the snow. It’s going to take a lot of work to renovate, but hey it’s more kid-friendly than a brothel. Right? Right?
Warnings: None.
The 1980's ski-wear themed snow suits Break brought back from this mission proved to be a hit with the local population (so stylish!), as were Mister Cecil's ugly Christmas sweaters, so they have been able to trade for goods and some technical services, to help make this place more livable. Supplies from the DITR have also been a great help. However, a lot of work needs to be done: cleaning and vermin-smiting and clearing away snow. Come and help, or simply explore.
(ooc: feel free to start threads willy-nilly, action-spam or prose, name your time and place, threadjack and mingle.)
(1) Museum:
The stairway forces you straight down, past four floors, into the very dungeons of the castle. There are no windows; it was artificially lit, although the electricity isn't on at present. However, the old geothermal power generation system in the structure is simple and robust, so only a small amount of tweaking will be required to get it operational once more. In the meantime, the DITR has kindly supplied you with bright uber-LED flashlights and batteries with advanced energy storage, meaning they should stay lit for weeks. Should.
As soon as you emerge in the dungeons, you’ll find yourself lost in a maze of gallery after gallery. High sandstone walls rise up, towering over everything. What was once a set of opulent velvet curtains lining the art spaces hang in rags, having long since been devoured by rats.
Many of the paintings are destroyed, but most are intact, as are the sculptures and installations, preserved in the deep freeze. The subject matter is bizarre and disturbing. Take this human centipede for instance. And what on earth does this machine do? What’s that smell….
However, some of the “artworks” are playful and interactive. Try a game of ping pong on an accordion-shaped table; or jump on a trampoline in a cage with bells underneath; or find the white library, full of blank books (don’t deface the art!).
Try not to get lost.
(2) Castle/Hotel:
The upper levels of the castle were hotel rooms, long ago. Alas, all of the sheets and bedding were made into nests by rats. Here too, the lush velvet curtains hang in rags, and the wool carpets over the stone floors have lost their battle to the moths.
Yet most of the furniture remains intact, as well as the elaborate chandeliers. Compact heaters will keep the spaces at a near-comfortable temperature, and sleeping bags will do for now.
Let’s get cleaning!
(3) R&R
All that hard work has finally paid off. The geothermal power system is now providing electricity and abundant steam heat, and multiple hotel rooms are in habitable shape. Most importantly, the kitchen is functional. it's time to relax with a cup of hot spiced wine (or chocolate) and pastry. Some mischievous person has hung mistletoe over various random entranceways, so look sharp!
(4) Playing in the snow
The weak December sun makes an appearance, illuminating the ice crystals in the frigid air, creating a sun dog. The snow sparkles like white diamonds. It’s still freezing, but how can you stay inside on a day like this? Anyway, the snow needs shoveling, but perhaps there’s time to make a snowman (or snow angels).
(5) Penguins:
In addition to vermin of the four-legged, tailed and whiskered variety, this castle is home to a flock of penguins. These might be the principal reason the castle has lain abandoned all these years. They can be found anywhere in or around the structure. Approach with caution. Or better yet —
— run away.
Location: The Museum of Old and New(ish) Art
Characters: Xerxes Break and you. Information about and a map to the castle has been left in the Transporter Facility, so anyone interested in renovating a warm and secure (if weird) place to stay is welcome.
Summary: An eccentric billionaire’s 27th century medieval-replica castle/art museum/hotel lies abandoned and half-buried in the snow. It’s going to take a lot of work to renovate, but hey it’s more kid-friendly than a brothel. Right? Right?
Warnings: None.
The 1980's ski-wear themed snow suits Break brought back from this mission proved to be a hit with the local population (so stylish!), as were Mister Cecil's ugly Christmas sweaters, so they have been able to trade for goods and some technical services, to help make this place more livable. Supplies from the DITR have also been a great help. However, a lot of work needs to be done: cleaning and vermin-smiting and clearing away snow. Come and help, or simply explore.
(1) Museum:
The stairway forces you straight down, past four floors, into the very dungeons of the castle. There are no windows; it was artificially lit, although the electricity isn't on at present. However, the old geothermal power generation system in the structure is simple and robust, so only a small amount of tweaking will be required to get it operational once more. In the meantime, the DITR has kindly supplied you with bright uber-LED flashlights and batteries with advanced energy storage, meaning they should stay lit for weeks. Should.
As soon as you emerge in the dungeons, you’ll find yourself lost in a maze of gallery after gallery. High sandstone walls rise up, towering over everything. What was once a set of opulent velvet curtains lining the art spaces hang in rags, having long since been devoured by rats.
Many of the paintings are destroyed, but most are intact, as are the sculptures and installations, preserved in the deep freeze. The subject matter is bizarre and disturbing. Take this human centipede for instance. And what on earth does this machine do? What’s that smell….
However, some of the “artworks” are playful and interactive. Try a game of ping pong on an accordion-shaped table; or jump on a trampoline in a cage with bells underneath; or find the white library, full of blank books (don’t deface the art!).
Try not to get lost.
(2) Castle/Hotel:
The upper levels of the castle were hotel rooms, long ago. Alas, all of the sheets and bedding were made into nests by rats. Here too, the lush velvet curtains hang in rags, and the wool carpets over the stone floors have lost their battle to the moths.
Yet most of the furniture remains intact, as well as the elaborate chandeliers. Compact heaters will keep the spaces at a near-comfortable temperature, and sleeping bags will do for now.
Let’s get cleaning!
(3) R&R
All that hard work has finally paid off. The geothermal power system is now providing electricity and abundant steam heat, and multiple hotel rooms are in habitable shape. Most importantly, the kitchen is functional. it's time to relax with a cup of hot spiced wine (or chocolate) and pastry. Some mischievous person has hung mistletoe over various random entranceways, so look sharp!
(4) Playing in the snow
The weak December sun makes an appearance, illuminating the ice crystals in the frigid air, creating a sun dog. The snow sparkles like white diamonds. It’s still freezing, but how can you stay inside on a day like this? Anyway, the snow needs shoveling, but perhaps there’s time to make a snowman (or snow angels).
(5) Penguins:
In addition to vermin of the four-legged, tailed and whiskered variety, this castle is home to a flock of penguins. These might be the principal reason the castle has lain abandoned all these years. They can be found anywhere in or around the structure. Approach with caution. Or better yet —
— run away.
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In a split second, the following thoughts cross Kevin Cecil’s mind:
First, the reports about friction have been exaggerated.
Second, this most certainly qualifies as a sin, but probably not as deadly as murdering one hundred sixteen people or letting Solomon off the hook for consorting with demons. All things being equal, it is unlikely that any of them will lose another wing or be sent to a deeper circle of hell over something as comparatively inconsequential as a little sodomy.
Actually, this might not even qualify as sodomy at all! Sodomy is something humans do, isn't it?
Lastly, Break tastes of confectionery and Chartreuse. It is rather pleasing, albeit a little startling and wet.
The next split second is entirely thought-deprived: he finds himself meeting and even deepening the kiss, his fingers trailing down white locks. However, a sudden and quite new abdominal fluttering causes him to lose balance like a clumsy bird. With a panicky yelp, he collapse on top of Break.]
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[ What an eager virgin. Break giggles under the weight of Kevin's body, as several practical considerations inevitably come to mind, the most salient being that they are on a sofa in the drawing room where anyone could happen upon them. With a bit of effort, he wriggles out from under Kevin, sits up, and slides his moon boots back on. Taking up his tin of Pfeffernüsse cookies in one hand (#priorities) and reaching for Kevin with the other, he says: ]
Come oooon, Mister Cecil. Grab a glass and your terrible liquor, and —
[ Of course, Emily has to chime in: ]
LET'S GO GET COZY!
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...Cozy? A-are you cold?
[Still blushing, he starts buttoning up Break's jacket. Y-yes, that is certainly what Emily meant. ]
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[ This attention is sweet, but a bit counterproductive, so to speak. He twists out of fussing range, tugging on Kevin's hand. ]
Terribly chilly. Let's go somewhere warmer, okay~? Haha! I know just the place!
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And yet "Xerxes" is not much better....[he muses despondently. What sort of parents call their cute and rosy baby after a heathen Persian king anyway?]
[Not that he would ever suffer the shame of using anything but "Mister Break" in public. Perish the thought! ]
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[ That and a raspberry is the only answer Break (or, rather, Emily) makes to Kevin's musings, as he makes his way up the stairs, finally finding his way to the third door on the left. He pushes it open.
This is the master suite, newly cleaned and restored and claimed (by Break). It's comfortably laid out and even has a lovely view (so it was obnoxious for Break to snag it, but then who is surprised?). The thermostat has been adjusted to Break's preference, which means it is indeed much warmer than the drawing room below. ]
You see? Much cozier in here.
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[His protests are interrupted by the sensual wave of warmth and beautiful view which, Kevin realizes, Break cannot see.
Completely oblivious to the scandal of Break luring him into his chambers, he approaches the window and all but presses his pointy nose to it, eyes wide in both ancient reverence and childish wonder.]
It is so cold outside! [He turns to Break, knitting his eyebrows in a little frown.] Don't you tell me they have learned to borrow sunlight too...
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He hesitates. If he lets the lid off of this, he can imagine all sorts of terrible things happening. Kevin's eagerness aside, he is likely still reeling from being reunited with someone he spent three millennia searching for; in fact, this emotional fragility is probably the principal reason he is cleaving to Break. Break himself is, he knows full well, a damaged person, if not completely broken. This can't be good for either of them.
And then there's the small matter of Uriel and punishment. That whole issue is on hold for the moment, but how long that will last, he cannot tell.
But somewhere, at the bottom of the box, is hope: a fragile thing, though it has begun to bud under the golden sunshine of this angel's divine presence — and artless affection. He doesn't deserve it, but perhaps this is what Kevin has been getting at all along, about redemption and punishment being two different things. ]
Everybody's got to stay warm somehow.
[ He reaches for Kevin then, drawing him into an embrace — and a(n im)proper kiss. ]
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Still, he goes back to that relatively chaste kiss now. He honestly cannot understand why Break is doing this, why him. And has he just closed the door? As he opens his lips, as he presses closer and kisses back as artlessly as one would expect, he fears something inside him will fall to pieces again. He fears he might lose Break even before this all starts. He has not been right for ages. Some even doubt he has ever been right to start with. Would he be able to survive another loss? And more importantly, would Break be able to survive him?
Amidst all those cluttering concerns, Kevin is startled by his own eagerness.
No, not eagerness. Love. Nobody has ever told him how angels are supposed to feel when being kissed like this. And yet he cannot help but embrace the sort of delight only found in the depths of helpless despair. Blushing like an idiot, he starts giggling against Break’s lips, holding to his forearms with trembling hands, seeking serenity in every single breath he takes. Careful, careful, if he is really careful, nothing is going to break.]
I am always warm.