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vatheon2012-11-18 12:37 pm
not_heavens_adam) wrote in vatheon2012-11-18 12:37 pm
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Who: A returned Johnny and anyone passing by
Where: Thefountain plaza
When: Afternoon
Status: Open
Style: Action
[Things were probably peaceful, as peaceful as they can be in Vatheon, until there was a sudden splash from the fountain where a very soaked man in a bathrobe and an equally drenched and miserable cat now sat.
The cat swam over to the edge of the fountain and hopped out onto the side before shaking herself and proceeding to try and make her fur behave.
Johnny, however, was still. It was like a tidal wave had overrun his brain as thoughts and feelings and memories came rushing back. The plan to escape, his 'love letters' to Charley, the message hidden in the Sudoku puzzles...it all seemed dull and distant. The replicas...he had clones wandering around in the world and he'd never known. Those poor bastards who got stuck with him as an original.
And there was Mailer. That probably pissed him off the most: knowing that the fact he'd let himself be used by that man just to get his guard down was now pointless...]
I need a shower...
[He finally looked up, debated about getting out, decided against it, and moved to the edge of the fountain where he folded his arms and laid his head down on them. If he got out now, he'd just drip everywhere and the heavy robe would make things miserable.]
As soon as you're dry, Minea, will you go get me a towel. I'm afraid I can't move till then. I suspect public indecency would be frowned upon if I tried to change.
[The vampire watched his cat, his thoughts still going over everything and sorting things into place. He was tired. He'd never felt so tired...of everything. Of life. Everything always went wrong. He was always loosing things or left helpless as they were stolen from him. He was always lying...and he was tired.
But that wasn't the case here...was it? No...not anymore. Things were different. He wanted to live..and he wanted to tell the truth...most of the time. Here there were no skeevy priests, no monsters, nothing actively trying to destroy him and those he loved.
He sighed.]
When did everything change, hmm? Why didn't I notice? Ah well. Something to fret over later.
Where: The
When: Afternoon
Status: Open
Style: Action
[Things were probably peaceful, as peaceful as they can be in Vatheon, until there was a sudden splash from the fountain where a very soaked man in a bathrobe and an equally drenched and miserable cat now sat.
The cat swam over to the edge of the fountain and hopped out onto the side before shaking herself and proceeding to try and make her fur behave.
Johnny, however, was still. It was like a tidal wave had overrun his brain as thoughts and feelings and memories came rushing back. The plan to escape, his 'love letters' to Charley, the message hidden in the Sudoku puzzles...it all seemed dull and distant. The replicas...he had clones wandering around in the world and he'd never known. Those poor bastards who got stuck with him as an original.
And there was Mailer. That probably pissed him off the most: knowing that the fact he'd let himself be used by that man just to get his guard down was now pointless...]
I need a shower...
[He finally looked up, debated about getting out, decided against it, and moved to the edge of the fountain where he folded his arms and laid his head down on them. If he got out now, he'd just drip everywhere and the heavy robe would make things miserable.]
As soon as you're dry, Minea, will you go get me a towel. I'm afraid I can't move till then. I suspect public indecency would be frowned upon if I tried to change.
[The vampire watched his cat, his thoughts still going over everything and sorting things into place. He was tired. He'd never felt so tired...of everything. Of life. Everything always went wrong. He was always loosing things or left helpless as they were stolen from him. He was always lying...and he was tired.
But that wasn't the case here...was it? No...not anymore. Things were different. He wanted to live..and he wanted to tell the truth...most of the time. Here there were no skeevy priests, no monsters, nothing actively trying to destroy him and those he loved.
He sighed.]
When did everything change, hmm? Why didn't I notice? Ah well. Something to fret over later.
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[ Ky's mostly trying not to look at Johnny's current state of dress, since it doesn't seem to be very...comprehensive. Still, his concern is more for Johnny than propriety. ]
I've been well enough. Much the same as I have been, really.
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Slowly, the vampire's usual clothing taste began to materialize around him until he was fully dressed, shoes and all, and didn't need the towel anymore...which also got dropped with the robe.]
That's better, thank you.
And good, I'd rather not come back to find you've landed yourself in something terrible~
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It's been mostly business as usual.
Did you....what did you just....
[Ky's a little confused, Johnny.
And that better not have been technology.]no subject
[It doesn't occur to him....he really needs to keep track of who he has and hasn't done this in front of.]
You mean the clothes? It's just something I can do. It's how I made your masquerade outfit. I think it, and it appears.
It's proven helpful at times, kinda like right now~
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So it's now...real?
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Same with blankets and just about anything else cloth-based. I could make you more outfits sometime~
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Tea sounds good to me.