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accordancy2012-11-17 08:41 pm
birdsbirdsbirds) wrote in accordancy2012-11-17 08:41 pm
MINGLING POST
[I hope that everyone in Accord has wish-machine'd up some sweaters, because it's getting cold outside! especially around the Tower, what with all those delightful ocean winds around to make things extra-chilly. it's not so bad indoors, though. the Stewards have been doing a good job of keeping the place nice and warm for you.
so what has the crazy tower bunch been up to? jumping in leaf piles? huddling inside for warmth? trying to break the world record for most cookies baked in a week? plotting to murder everyone with horrible death magic? there's plenty to be doing and plenty of people to bother, so go talk to your neighbors! make a friend, or talk to someone you haven't seen in a while! or just, you know, stumble awkwardly into their business. that works too.]
[[ooc: aw yeah, mingling post! make your own comment, tag other people's comments, go crazy!]]
so what has the crazy tower bunch been up to? jumping in leaf piles? huddling inside for warmth? trying to break the world record for most cookies baked in a week? plotting to murder everyone with horrible death magic? there's plenty to be doing and plenty of people to bother, so go talk to your neighbors! make a friend, or talk to someone you haven't seen in a while! or just, you know, stumble awkwardly into their business. that works too.]
[[ooc: aw yeah, mingling post! make your own comment, tag other people's comments, go crazy!]]
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So, he sighs and sets the harp off of his lap. He sees no reason to entertain Robin. He doesn't even really think about it, since it has already been thoroughly established that he doesn't understand how music and fun are supposed to be related. This is just work.]
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And he returns to his harp, but it's only to pick lightly at the strings, brushing fingers across for pretty scales, plucking out random halfhearted tunes. It's not that he enjoys it necessarily, but it does pass the time.
It's his version of bored--which is mostly just a quietly-frustrated lull, busy thinking without anything of substance to chew on]
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You know, if you're bored, we could find something to do...
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[... B)]
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waaaaaait, what...
...what does he mean by 'date'... why does Robin have that look on his face--?
Coil's narrowing his eye in that I-don't-know-what-that-means-but-I-don't-want-to-admit-it-and-I-don't-trust-you kind of way]
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[nope. not telling.]
What about hunting monsters? Does that interest you at all?
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in the meantime, hunting monsters has at least perked his interest somewhat. He seems curious, if not super enthused. Monsters tend to be way harder to kill than people without using blades]
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[which might DISSOLVE into killing monsters, but doesn't everything?]
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Eventually, though... he nods a little. That's something he could see himself being interested in]
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[he stretches back in his seat, folding his hands behind his head.]
I don't think we'll go until tomorrow, though. I still have people to check up on.
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He's got some homework to do as well.]
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Should I leave you alone, then? Let you get back to playing the ignorant observer?