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nysalogs2018-03-06 06:47 pm
milesedgelord) wrote in nysalogs2018-03-06 06:47 pm
March Catch-all (open)
Who: Character Name (milesedgelord) & You.
What: March Catch-all.
When: The first three weeks of March.
Where: Olympia
Warning(s):None. Will update if needed.
House 69: [Open to all]
[In the week following the riots, Miles came home to find that not only had his shared residence been raided and looted, it had also been burnt in places. He was grateful that he and his housemate had decided to vacate the property during the early days, though he had a dislocated shoulder and three cracked ribs to show for. However, it would have been far far worse if they had been caught inside while the flames were going. He counted his blessings.
Still, it was frustrating to have his home vandalized for the second time in the six months that he had lived here. He was going to have to work harder and move to a better area soon.
If he were to have any visitors they would see him attempting to clean off graffiti on the exterior of the house. There was a small pomeranian running about underfoot yapping excitedly as he worked. It was obvious that he was straining when reaching, only to stop and clutch at his torso, cursing in a loud string of colorful German.]
Please don’t give me that look!
[Was he talking to the dog? Who knew?]
milesedgelord) & You. What: March Catch-all.
When: The first three weeks of March.
Where: Olympia
Warning(s):None. Will update if needed.
House 69: [Open to all]
[In the week following the riots, Miles came home to find that not only had his shared residence been raided and looted, it had also been burnt in places. He was grateful that he and his housemate had decided to vacate the property during the early days, though he had a dislocated shoulder and three cracked ribs to show for. However, it would have been far far worse if they had been caught inside while the flames were going. He counted his blessings.
Still, it was frustrating to have his home vandalized for the second time in the six months that he had lived here. He was going to have to work harder and move to a better area soon.
If he were to have any visitors they would see him attempting to clean off graffiti on the exterior of the house. There was a small pomeranian running about underfoot yapping excitedly as he worked. It was obvious that he was straining when reaching, only to stop and clutch at his torso, cursing in a loud string of colorful German.]
Please don’t give me that look!
[Was he talking to the dog? Who knew?]
Take two! (1/?)
In a world that seemed much like something out of a fantasy story, being a normal person made everyone and everything else around you seem so powerful.
But he could still help! And so, thanks to a certain bicycle that arrived at his home after the chaos (Did one of the looters accidentally leave it there? How odd.), Phoenix had been traveling from district to district helping anyone he could. Of course, between helping file paperwork and medicine at the infirmary, helping clean up and organize the theater district, keeping an eye on the courtesans at work, and aiding Miles with repairs on the house as well as his injuries, Phoenix was in a near constant state of exauhstion. Not that he wasn't used to that sort of thing.
But perhaps that was why he didn't even think as he opened the front door to his home, yawning out loudly and stretching his arms out in the air as he made his way in.]
YaaaAAAAAaaaah.... Hey Miles, you feeling any better- Ah?