lucetimods: (Masamune)
Luceti Mods ([personal profile] lucetimods) wrote in [community profile] lucetilogs2013-09-21 11:29 am
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Event Log - Level One

Who: Everybody
What: Lucetians reverted back to level one!
When: Well. Now. Right away. It ends on the 25th, so chop chop.
Where: In Luceti. You think you guys are getting out of here after that stunt you just pulled?
Summary: Well. So sometimes the Malnosso actually do legitimate experiments that aren't heaped in heavy plot. This is one of those times. Look, just go read the mod post, would you?
Rating: P for Prologue-licious.

Remember to tag with your character like so: [canon] character name

ALSO, all the journals will be completely wiped clean for the duration of this event. Nothing prior to this log will appear on the journals until after the 25th. So good luck figuring things out!
stillplaying: ([serious] meant every word)

[personal profile] stillplaying 2013-10-04 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
She nods, still oblivious to any other implications in her words. All that's important is that he understands. And that, somehow, it'd cause him to become the man she remembers. Not this younger man she doesn't know.

This isn't her Richard. Not a Richard that doesn't know her.

"You and me, and my sister. We share one of the houses here."
greenjacketed: (♖ but your soul you must keep)

[personal profile] greenjacketed 2013-10-05 12:16 pm (UTC)(link)
He verbally stumbled -- clumsily fumbling over his words. "Pardon me, miss, but you're a lovely creature and I've no doubt you'd make a man might happy -- but I think I'd remember you and I..."
stillplaying: ([surprise]  ...WHAT?)

[personal profile] stillplaying 2013-10-06 08:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Her eyes go wide very, very quickly. Katniss stares at him for a second or two before rapidly shaking her head. And then scowling.

He's serious, isn't he? He really thinks that they were...? Oh. Oh.

"No! No! It's not like that!"
greenjacketed: (♖ i came and i was nothing)

[personal profile] greenjacketed 2013-10-07 12:47 pm (UTC)(link)
"...Oh."

Was that...disappointment? Nothing heartsick, but it was hard for a young man barely out of his teens to not see such a creature, to think they might have been lovers, and then to be denied. All in one fell swoop. He was quick to tug at his forelock and bow away his mistake. "So sorry, miss. Bloody hell."