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Bro Strider ([personal profile] brotimaeus) wrote in [community profile] savetheearth2015-03-29 05:48 pm

one part closed, one open

Who: Richard & OPEN
What: Things before endgame
When: 25th & 27th March
Where: All around! See headers.

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PARTIALLY CLOSED; Tony Sparado | Park | March 25th

"... Okay, let's see you try that one again."

He wasn't about to comment on the fact that the younger man just knocked him flat on his back as he pushed himself back up to his feet, shaking off the faint twitch of embarrassment. Richard cleared his throat and picked up his sword, checking it for dents and - once again - finding not a single one on the flawless blade.

Still not sure of whether or not he should be finding that a matter for concern, he gripped around the hilt and set himself into a defensive posture.

"I'm not gonna go as easy on you this time."

(ooc: open to any observers who want to catch him and/or Tony afterwards)

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OPEN; Business District | March 27th

Carefully juggling a cup of coffee, a plastic bag with a few essentials he grabbed from a nearby general store, and a newspaper, Richard's attention had been caught by the news stories scrolling across the display of televisions in an electronic's store about five minutes ago and he was still standing there, watching the ticker bar roll by and reading the subtitles as they flashed up on the screen.

With the situation in Neuschwanstein getting worse (that tower looked like it was going down any day now), the death of Alicia Kerren and the subsequent expulsion of the American ambassador from Brazil didn't offer any better news.

"Well, shit," he muttered to himself, taking a sip of coffee. "World's goin' to hell in a handbasket."

(ooc: any time between the 25th and 27th is also open to anyone wanting to contact him via network or his cell phone o/)
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[personal profile] espigeonage 2015-04-13 12:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Julien slicks his white feathers closer to his body, making himself look smaller and smoother. "It really never does. So... caution, I guess."

"Slim Whitman? I'm sorry?" he asks, putting his head to one side in a very birdlike gesture.
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[personal profile] espigeonage 2015-04-18 07:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"I think you did, I've never heard that one. All right, I'll be very general and hope for water and or the common cold to come to our rescue," Julien says indulgently. "How old is that one, anyway?"
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[personal profile] espigeonage 2015-04-22 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, yeah, I was like seven. Weird, huh? Twenty fifteen..."
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[personal profile] espigeonage 2015-04-27 10:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"Why? How old are you, then?" Julien tilts his head one way, then the other. His eyes are a lot keener than human eyes, but he can't see everything.
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[personal profile] espigeonage 2015-05-05 04:34 am (UTC)(link)
"Really? Huh." It would be polite to say he comes off as a little younger. Julien holds off. "I feel like you've been networked for quite a while."