lucetilogs | Event Log - Total Recall (2)

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Event Log - Total Recall (2)

Who: YOU AND ME! THAT SPELLS... MOUYE?
What: More event shenanigans
When: Today until the 4th! (Backdating is okay too)
Where: All around Luceti. Actually that's wrong. Anywhere INSIDE Luceti.
Summary: It's that special time when the Malnosso collect all their recent experiments and apply them all at once to measure effectiveness. Although invaluable as research, it tends to leave the subjects looking just a bit mad.
Rating: Rated BLARGHARGHBLARGH

So there is a mod post and it pretty much tells you EVERYTHING you need to know. This is a second log so people can change up their effects and try something new, jump into the event late, or just avoid the impending CAPTCHA on the first log.

Don't forget to tag in using the appropriate format: [canon] character name

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Your face is too narrow for a bushy beard--stick with a goatee if you want facial hair. Or your stubble.

Perhaps I could style it like Jigen's. Keep it nice and pointy, yes?

Just...stick with a cleaner look. That wouldn't work for you either.

Aw. You do not care for the scruff? But it makes me look so rugged and manly.

Yeah. You don't pull 'rugged' off very well.

Merde. How does Rems pull it off?

He probably cuts a more imposing figure.

You've seen Gambit, so. I would suppose that would be the case.

Definitely a more imposing figure.

...

Adele. Are we...cool?

...are you twelve? [He snorts a laugh.] We're fine, Red.

[Red chuckled.]

I just wanted to be sure. You've become important to Lupin...for you.

I would not fault him for any issues I took with you Red. I know you and he do not see it that way, but to my mind, you're different people.

I just didn't want to screw anything up for him further. His plan is too important to fall apart over...this. Whatever this has been.

Another day in Luceti. You become accustomed to it after awhile.

Thanks, Adele. Really, I--

[It was a huge weight taken from his shoulders. He drains his tumbler, orders more, and smiles at Adele. This week has been a truely tiring experience.]

Thanks. I hope we can be friends too, then. I don't know how much longer I'll be around this time...

Edited 2012-06-03 23:33 (UTC)

Knowing the Malnosso? It will either be today, or in a week. Or a month. Who knows? You just have to learn to grin and bear it.

[He offers Red a soft smile.]

Just...try to keep yourself out of trouble, yes? I worry about one of you enough as it is.

Yep. Just...roll with it.

[He wanted to reach across, wanted to hug her, but refrained. Their relationship was all ready tense, and that would only make it more so.]

As long as you do. You have both of our attention.

...We need drinks sometime. Brandy, scotch. Doesn't matter. That sound good?

I am careful. I just have shit timing.

We're already in a bar, Red. Asking for drinks later is kind of a moot point. [He snorts a laugh.] But fine. Brandy, library rooftop.

It's that shit timing that's reason for concern.

[He chuckles though, riding on the laziness that the whiskey provided. Relaxing like this was something he needed to do more often.]

It's set then. Brandy on the roof, whenever this is over.

It's chronic. And not likely to change anytime soon, I'm sad to say. But if I can fix it, I'll let you know.

[A smile, a sip of Gin. A languid slouch forward against the bar.]

With my ladder. Lupin's is terrible.

He likes it. Then again, he likes to take risks.

[It was a simple fact. He shrugged, not sure how else to explain.]

...Maybe you should carry around a sword instead of a hairpin. You've still got your Makashi skills--they shouldn't be that hard to alter for a different blade.

He likes to be an idiot. [Teasing, teasing.]

I'm going to keep my rapier on me. Ben's been kind enough to help me learn to adjust the saber forms to a weapon with a single edge.

Always? Why else do you think he has so much fun?

[He chuckles into his glass, content enough for the moment.]

That's a good idea. In time, you'll be able to figure out more things to do with it too. It's a weapon that suits you.

He'll be the death of me.

[He rolls his eyes and takes another sip of Gin.]

Slim, light, and sharp?

The goal is for the opposite.

[If he could help it, Adele wouldn't have to face being injured again. The tumbler clicks on the wooden counter when he sets it down and straightens his posture. He angles his head toward her, the barest glimmer of a smile lighting on his face.]

bringing hope back into the game shouldn't get anyone killed, and might strengthen morale. ...but that doesn't matter right now.

[He chuckles briefly, amused.]

That's why it's perfect--you're the same.

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