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nysalogs2018-09-08 09:22 am
soulmakingsound) wrote in nysalogs2018-09-08 09:22 am
love keeps her in the air
Who: River Tam (soulmakingsound) & Open To All
What: Starting a new life
When: Anytime during September
Where: In and around Olympia
Warning(s): Possible trigger warnings for past psychological abuse
[i. The Simwe Institute: The Library in Evras's Research Centre]
Now that they're more settled and have found a house, River has decided that she should contribute to the house funds. Though housing is free for a month, there is still food and clothing to consider, and rent past the first month. So after a bit of hunting around and dozens and dozens of questions asked, she's managed to find herself a position as a Cataloguer.
Which is all well and good, but also a bit distracting, because she's found several books that interest her. These are stacked next to her at the reference desk. She'll answer your question in a moment, let her finish this page.
[ii. The Housing District: Possibly Your House]
It seems as though she's talked to so many people, now, that live in Olympia. But talking over the network and meeting face to face are very different things. So River, thinking logically, figures that if she systematically knocks on doors of the houses nearby, she will surely find someone she's spoken to.
Or maybe someone entirely new.
[iii. The Market]
She hasn't seen a marketplace like this. Not since Osiris, where resources were more plentiful. Most of the planets she's visited had backwater little towns with tiny tourist shops attempting to sell homemade goods. But this? This is fantastic. Almost overwhelming.
She wanders from booth to booth, touching fabrics, dipping her fingers in bags of grain or seed just to enjoy the sensation of it. She may not buy anything, but she can still appreciate.
[iv. Wildcard]
If you have an idea, hmu on my ooc inbox or on plurk at![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
wherethefigslie
soulmakingsound) & Open To AllWhat: Starting a new life
When: Anytime during September
Where: In and around Olympia
Warning(s): Possible trigger warnings for past psychological abuse
[i. The Simwe Institute: The Library in Evras's Research Centre]
Now that they're more settled and have found a house, River has decided that she should contribute to the house funds. Though housing is free for a month, there is still food and clothing to consider, and rent past the first month. So after a bit of hunting around and dozens and dozens of questions asked, she's managed to find herself a position as a Cataloguer.
Which is all well and good, but also a bit distracting, because she's found several books that interest her. These are stacked next to her at the reference desk. She'll answer your question in a moment, let her finish this page.
[ii. The Housing District: Possibly Your House]
It seems as though she's talked to so many people, now, that live in Olympia. But talking over the network and meeting face to face are very different things. So River, thinking logically, figures that if she systematically knocks on doors of the houses nearby, she will surely find someone she's spoken to.
Or maybe someone entirely new.
[iii. The Market]
She hasn't seen a marketplace like this. Not since Osiris, where resources were more plentiful. Most of the planets she's visited had backwater little towns with tiny tourist shops attempting to sell homemade goods. But this? This is fantastic. Almost overwhelming.
She wanders from booth to booth, touching fabrics, dipping her fingers in bags of grain or seed just to enjoy the sensation of it. She may not buy anything, but she can still appreciate.
[iv. Wildcard]
If you have an idea, hmu on my ooc inbox or on plurk at
no subject
[ That much is true, and one day he hopes that Bucky, with everything he'd gone through, will start to really believe it. He should like to think he knows where the two of them stand at the very least. They've got a history. There's nothing Steve won't do for Bucky, not when it matters, not when it means having his best friend safe and alive.
Anyway.
Steve closes the door behind them and heads towards the kitchen - a movement not so hard to track, considering most of the kitchen/living space is rather open-plan at the moment. With the recent dragon-related destruction, their apartment - once very small, and very cozy - had taken on a new expansion, and the renovations are still in progress. ]
Well, there's water. Beer. Coffee. I can also make you a subpar cup of tea.
[ He might have had a couple of vague comments about Americans not brewing a proper cup of tea at some point, shh. But listen - Steve isn't a tea guy to begin with. ]