Anya Lehnsherr | Earth 97400 (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
fridgetothefire) wrote2015-01-01 11:52 pm
fridgetothefire) wrote2015-01-01 11:52 pm
061 ☣ and the fog rolls in
[Hallway spam]
[Ben appears first, in full black cape, domino mask, and bandito hat with silly ball fringe, carrying a billowing, humming fog machine. As the mist starts to fill the corridor, Anya, Cassel, and Cass sneak around the corner, similarly decked out. Anya and Cassel are clearly tipsy, in full dramatic pantomime, first holding their capes in front of them and then flaring them out dramatically, almost losing their balance and revealing large baskets of baked goods. Cass is actually sneaking, despite the glaringly obvious costume, and quite innocuous in contrast to the others. Between them, they are picking locks, nibbling cookies, drinking champange from the bottle, and humming their own theme songs.]
[Your room!]
[They are breaking into any room they can, including several doors previously secure against them, thanks to Cassel's new far-future electronic skeleton key. They have every intention of sneaking in, rearranging any ugly knickknacks you may possess, and hiding delicious cookies, brownies, and cupcakes in strange places. They may or may not contain weed, depending on how uptight the united Mystery Baking Companions think you are. If you're already in your room when they tumble into it, pastry-laden and giggling, they will probably toss their capes and pose heroically.]
Special delivery!!!
[If you catch them as they're 'sneaking' away, they will toss confetti in your face and attempt to make a daring escape.]
[OOC: if you would like to find your offerings later and make a silly stoned post, go for it!! They are very generous.]
[Ben appears first, in full black cape, domino mask, and bandito hat with silly ball fringe, carrying a billowing, humming fog machine. As the mist starts to fill the corridor, Anya, Cassel, and Cass sneak around the corner, similarly decked out. Anya and Cassel are clearly tipsy, in full dramatic pantomime, first holding their capes in front of them and then flaring them out dramatically, almost losing their balance and revealing large baskets of baked goods. Cass is actually sneaking, despite the glaringly obvious costume, and quite innocuous in contrast to the others. Between them, they are picking locks, nibbling cookies, drinking champange from the bottle, and humming their own theme songs.]
[Your room!]
[They are breaking into any room they can, including several doors previously secure against them, thanks to Cassel's new far-future electronic skeleton key. They have every intention of sneaking in, rearranging any ugly knickknacks you may possess, and hiding delicious cookies, brownies, and cupcakes in strange places. They may or may not contain weed, depending on how uptight the united Mystery Baking Companions think you are. If you're already in your room when they tumble into it, pastry-laden and giggling, they will probably toss their capes and pose heroically.]
Special delivery!!!
[If you catch them as they're 'sneaking' away, they will toss confetti in your face and attempt to make a daring escape.]
[OOC: if you would like to find your offerings later and make a silly stoned post, go for it!! They are very generous.]
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There's a lot of that here, I guess.
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You'll pick up the rhythms of it pretty quick.
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[She's tough, she's pragmatic, and she's not afraid to ask questions. It's a pretty good place to start.]
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[But honestly, she likes that someone else seems to have faith in her.]
And I got a jump start, because I'm used to prison.
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[It's the people used to relying on their own power, who are used to freedom or at least seized some measure of it as hard as they could, those are the ones who lapse into long curdled fugues of despair, or stubborn ruts of resentment, like Zane and Morgana and Arthas. The people who know how to get by in captivity, and make use of all the barge's strange non-euclidean open spaces to flourish in, like her and Ben, those are the ones who learn to love it, even as inmates. She wonders if she likes what that says about her or not, decides it's better than the alternative.]
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[She'd never met a magic user before the Barge, after all. She has no basis for comparison.]
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People like us, we know how to - bide, without going crazy. Use what we've got wherever we are.
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Do a lot of people go crazy here?
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[She asks this carefully, with very obvious faux casualness.]
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We don't have...a place called that. What does it mean when you say it?
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Good, good. I'm glad to hear that. Maybe it helps if you're really crazy, but if you're not it ain't a good time.
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[She shakes her head, keeps herself composed, but it takes a bit more effort than usual.]
There's counselors to talk to talk to, if you want. But that's as far as it goes.
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[She mentally files away the counselor idea, but doesn't give it much thought. She doesn't consider herself to be the kind of person who talks to counselors.]