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exsiliumlogs2013-12-28 12:09 pm
devotedtothecore) wrote in exsiliumlogs2013-12-28 12:09 pm
[ open ] as cuddly as a cactus, as charming as an eel
Date & Time: December 24th (backdated), sometime in the morning onwards
Location: The Museum of Old and New Art
Characters: An assortment of current residents of the creepy castle
Summary: Ill-timed maintenance, i.e. The Unintentional Ruin Of Christmas
Warnings: None!
Though it had taken some elbow grease and a certain level of penguin bloodshed, the castle has been a veritable haven of heat and light for the last couple of weeks, what with the presence of a surprisingly robust (and reasonably intact) geothermal power generator brought online. The snowy days have passed in relative calm since, though once or twice the more attentive may have caught the odd tremor in the ground (faint, perhaps no more than the rumble of a passing vehicle or heavy machine).
And so, when the occupants of the castle wake up this morning to find their breath misting in the air of their respective rooms, they might find it perhaps mildly disconcerting.
There's a helpful message on the network, should one turn to their tablet for answers:
To the residents of the MONA and associated premises:
Due to technical issues with the geothermal system, and for the safety of all residents, it has proven necessary to put all operations on hold for the next 24-48 hours. Efforts are being made to restore them in the shortest time possible.
Space heaters and portable lights are available in the main hall.
Sincerest apologies for the inconvenience.
-Chrysos.
Location: The Museum of Old and New Art
Characters: An assortment of current residents of the creepy castle
Summary: Ill-timed maintenance, i.e. The Unintentional Ruin Of Christmas
Warnings: None!
Though it had taken some elbow grease and a certain level of penguin bloodshed, the castle has been a veritable haven of heat and light for the last couple of weeks, what with the presence of a surprisingly robust (and reasonably intact) geothermal power generator brought online. The snowy days have passed in relative calm since, though once or twice the more attentive may have caught the odd tremor in the ground (faint, perhaps no more than the rumble of a passing vehicle or heavy machine).
And so, when the occupants of the castle wake up this morning to find their breath misting in the air of their respective rooms, they might find it perhaps mildly disconcerting.
There's a helpful message on the network, should one turn to their tablet for answers:
To the residents of the MONA and associated premises:
Due to technical issues with the geothermal system, and for the safety of all residents, it has proven necessary to put all operations on hold for the next 24-48 hours. Efforts are being made to restore them in the shortest time possible.
Space heaters and portable lights are available in the main hall.
Sincerest apologies for the inconvenience.
-Chrysos.
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When you're quite done, I'll see you downstairs.
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With his other hand, he waves. ]
Okay, okaaaay! I'll be down in a jiffy!
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[Kevin might be just a little obsessive, and he might wish very much to fall upon Chrysos and rip the jacket from his body and search it until he gets his feather back, but Mister Break is there and...well, he will content himself with taking a few steps forward and look as ominous as he can with a giggly ventriloquist by his side.]
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[ "Just a little" seems an understatement. It's enough to inspire a concerning level of doubt as to Kevin's intentions for his jacket, which, garishly colored as it is, he finds increasingly reluctant to surrender.
SLAM. ]
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Break drops his silly voice and asks, seriously: ]
What on earth was that all about?
[ Because damned if he can figure out why Kevin wants this man's jacket. Particularly what with everything else that's gone on this morning. ]
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My apologies. He took one of my feathers. I...I will retrieve it later.
[And will have his mind populated by worst case scenarios until he does.]
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[ Totally not a guilty pause. He submits to Kevin's fussing, in the meantime. ]
Is that... a problem?
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[The science of Exsilium is still quite beyond his comprehension. He also remembers what Lucifer has told him, and cringes at the vast number of experienced magicians amidst the Transports.]
I was also told they were worthy a small fortune.
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[ He is patting Kevin's arm, and guiding him back to the bed, to sit down. ]
As for being worth money, is that because people will pay for a real angel feather or do they have some other valuable properties?
[ He is asking out of pure curiosity, of course, and not because he has a pillowcase stuffed with somebody's moultings.... ]
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[The naive little archangel is genuinely comforted by Break's words. He sits down by his side, and leans on Break's shoulder. All the excitement has left him exhausted.]
I would say they have the same properties as I do. On a much more limited scale, naturally.
[If one day he finds that pillowcase, he will hit Break with it.]
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[ He turns and plants a kiss on the top of Kevin's head. Then he sighs. ]
Oh dear. I'd better go down and talk to him. About the power situation. In the meantime, you should...
[ He gestures vaguely, indicating the penguin carcasses that need cleaning up and putting in the larder, probably. Penguin stew for Christmas dinner, why not? ]
Anyway. Come back here when you're done, okay?
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For once, I believe you have chosen the most difficult task.
[He'd rather clean up the carcasses of a doomed army of penguins than suffer the shame of interacting with the plumber after all the things he has witnessed. He takes Break's tiny hands and kisses them lovingly.]
I will be right back.
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Not at all, not at all. Remember — I don't have to look him in the eye~!
[ He bends down, reaching for his moon boots, and slips his (tiny) feet into them. He stands.
....he is so making a scarf from those feathers. ]
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Kevin stands as well, suddenly lamenting the need to leave the room, the absence of Break. Once he crosses the door, he will have to obey the rules of the world and pretend everything is still the same. It isn't. He isn't, But that is how things are supposed to be. With a small sigh, he turns around and presses a kiss to Break's lips. A real kiss this time.]
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[ He is giggling into Kevin's lips, as he draws out of the kiss. ]
Hm hahaha! You silly pigeon.
[ Everything about this situation is ridiculous, from Chrysos' consternation, to killer penguins, to how Kevin molts like a bird. But most ridiculous of all is that this divine being could possibly love somebody like him. It beggars belief. ]
Bwak bwak bwak bwak-AH!
[ He does the International Chicken Sign with his elbows, snatches up his cane, and trips out the door. ]