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Post by вlue вlood on Jun 14, 2017 15:25:05 GMT -5
[ i'll take that heat off you guys yES please
I CaNNoT TAKE MY TIME OR I'LL SLEEP FOR A MILLION YEARS AND NEVER POST ANYTHING ]
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Post by ᴏᴡʟ on Jun 14, 2017 15:27:18 GMT -5
( USE YOUR TIME, PINHEAD. )
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Post by вlue вlood on Jun 14, 2017 15:28:14 GMT -5
[ WHO U CALLIN PINHEAD, PINHEAD? ]
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Post by ᴏᴡʟ on Jun 14, 2017 15:29:53 GMT -5
( I am too tired and lazy to come back with a reference I called you a pinhead now get on that reply, sconey. )
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Post by вlue вlood on Jun 14, 2017 15:30:52 GMT -5
[ yes sir ]
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Post by alfred on Jun 14, 2017 15:45:52 GMT -5
(( take it, blue. take ALL the heat. i need it cold. cold like my heart. it's also cool. c; i'll wait for your response. don't stress about it, though.
I'M GOOD, OWL. the factory i work at has no air conditioning and it's lacking in fans so the air was stagnant and dirty and hot. just no fun at all.
"i'm dirty dan!" xp))
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Post by вlue вlood on Jun 14, 2017 15:52:09 GMT -5
[ sweet sweet c8 i'm working on finishing it now~
oh man that sounds very unpleasant :c i work in an office within a warehouse and any warmth just get sucked right outta there but like at least we can just layer up i wouldn't know what to do with warmth and humidity rip ]
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Post by ᴏᴡʟ on Jun 14, 2017 17:25:36 GMT -5
( I work no where but it's hot outside. )
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Post by вlue вlood on Jun 14, 2017 19:17:35 GMT -5
yoo sorry for being slow lmao <3 & i desperately need sleep ahaa so it's probably messy and blegh but w/e blue gonna take that million year nap now
Florian Emeric
"We could be sucked into the Dark Zone. Never to be seen again." Florian's musing voice was a low hum in the quiet office. He was half perched, half leaning on the dark wooden desk. It wasn't particularly comfortable, frankly. Sure, there was a chair on the other side of the desk, but it was disproportionally small to the meagre rest of the room's furniture. Whether it was just an unfortunate choice of furniture, or there to purposefully make the person on once side feel smaller than the authority on the other, Florian wasn't entirely sure. But it sure wasn't comfortable either, just in a different way. Besides, he didn't have time to hang around here long now.
Behind the desk, his father's hand hovered above the page of paper he had been about to turn, but he did not look up. "Are you being overdramatic on purpose?" His tone was weary - and justified. Drama was not a tendency of Florian's. He was rational; dependable. That fact was probably a considerable factor to the reason he was pondering such possibilities in the first place. "It isn't a... sentient fog." Now who was being dramatic?
"No. But people are moving upwards. Whatever goes on down there, they are afraid." He would know. Within Silver City's own version of governance, Florian had worked his way up from dogsbody to heading a communications team: maintaining radio contact between the labyrinthine floors of Silver City itself, as well as with the other scraper cities around them, logging and reporting information, and passing on what mattered to the relevant figures, be it issues of food, water, air, or in recent cases... the darkness which dwelt in the substratum of their city (and the emerging social issue as a result). That was just it, though: Florian was used to dealing with these things indirectly, and from a distance. He did not consider himself a reconnoitrer by any means, nor did he aspire to be. Actually, he was rather annoyed that nepotism had never really served him until this time. He was rather feeling like he didn't want it now. His father spoke again, snapping Florian out of the maze of his thoughts.
"You do realise I am quite busy, don't you?" The words lacked the inflection of a real question. Polite-speak for "I'm bored of listening to you. Get out of my office now." With a sign, Florian straightened up, and straightened to exit the room.
"Yes, yes," he answered the non-question with a vague, dismissive wave of a hand. "I have a meeting to attend, anyway," he added breezily - but there was maybe just the slightest accusatory hint somewhere back there, between layers of acceptance and duty. His head turned just slightly. He couldn't help it; he had to give himself that split second to see if his father had caught it. Yet, at the same moment, he decided against it. That conversation had already happened. Yes, it was an opportunity. Yes, he wanted to do his duty, serve a purpose. Yes, he wanted to know what was going on down there in the lower levels of the scraper. And, yes, he was also... well, not scared, he wouldn't say, but... just a little trepidatious. Stacked up, those feelings - which he wasn't entirely admitting to in the first place - were immensely outweighed. Besides, it wasn't entirely a choice. He was selected. By the council. It was an honour of sorts, right? And friends in high places certainly never hurt either. He left the office swiftly, before getting any response. He wouldn't want to bet that he would even get one.
- ◘ - ◘ - ◘ -
While a number of his expedition-mates-to-be had more of a trek to find their way to the meeting room, Florian was already in the divided expanse of glassy rooms where he needed to be - it was just a matter of finding the right one, and he knew this place well. Its crisp, breathable air was unmemorable to him now. Finding his way was no difficult feat. Good thing, too, because he was cutting it close timing wise.
Reaching the designated meeting room, he was greeting by the sight of a motley crew of individuals already within. A certain fellow in particular caught the eye - or rather, his offensively orange jumpsuit did. Not the sort of attire commonly seen in these meeting rooms, but he tried not to let his surprise linger on his expression, turning instead of glance around. His expression was critical, a man sizing up his fellow meeting-goers with swift judgement. Besides the rather... eye-catching younger man, there was a woman whose face betrayed her enervation - a guard, it appeared, for which he felt some quiet, inner sense of relief, for whatever reason. In addition, another younger, small woman about whom he couldn't immediately assume much, and a third female of stiff posture. His ears had only just caught the sound of her speaking as he had entered, but the room was certainly not alive with conversation. It was only then, in the quiet, that he felt a sudden appreciation for the nepotism he'd not long ago held hard done by. The sense struck him that the others in this room did not have prior knowledge of the purposes behind this meeting. He let out only a soft "hmm," which concluded appraisal, and without any more sound, he moved around to take a seat at the meeting table with the others.
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Post by 𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨 on Jun 18, 2017 16:53:19 GMT -5
{{ wow, i've been so inactive, i'm so sorry ;3; my life has been extremely hectic and busy these past few days and i haven't had time to come on. however, i will most likely be on next week as this week i am going to be leaving for vacation i'll try my best to get on mobile though!
please don't hate me //hands plate of cookies }}
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Post by ᴏᴡʟ on Jun 18, 2017 16:55:28 GMT -5
( Understood, Meg! Please, take your time and don't stress yourself! <3 )
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Post by вlue вlood on Jun 18, 2017 17:03:27 GMT -5
[ dw meg!! we all have times like that c: ]
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Post by alfred on Jun 21, 2017 21:52:26 GMT -5
(( blue. ah! i adore your starter. <33 everything plays towards the plot and Florian's role so well.
UPDATE: i want to apologize for being absent. i knew when starting this i'd be busy this summer and it turns out i was right. works been a bit hectic and i'm a little worse for wear at the moment but, if you can all bear with me, i'll be back in about a week. i've a short vaca coming up the 30th-4th so i'll be around to rp more often then. come august, i'll be leaving work early also so i'll definitely revive this rp and shoot you all a quick pm if things get too slow again. ))
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Post by ᴏᴡʟ on Jun 22, 2017 2:29:12 GMT -5
( Sounds good, Al! <3 )
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Post by 𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨 on Jul 8, 2017 20:11:21 GMT -5
{{ my apologies for being more absent than i said i would be, i had some stomach surgery and have been in recovery for a while, and haven't had access to the internet. however, i'm here now c: }}
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