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deercountry2022-09-21 01:20 pm
clocktowers) wrote in deercountry2022-09-21 01:20 pm
Entry tags:
- alice baskerville (black): holly,
- ange ushiromiya: jelle,
- anna amarande: celene,
- battler ushiromiya: chrono,
- beatrice: mila,
- keith: sailor g,
- lance: charley,
- luca: robin,
- michael: lu,
- oscar pine: basil,
- ozpin: rona,
- penny polendina: kei,
- peter graham: jhey,
- pyrrha dve: silyara,
- ruby rose: josh,
- stanford pines: kei,
- takashi "shiro" shirogane: red,
- wanda maximoff: jade,
- xerxes break: callie
11 . clockhouse rebuilding!
Who: Those who have offered to help rebuild the Clockhouse, and anyone else who'd like to pitch in!
What: An open mingle log to repair after fires and floods.
When: Throughout September, precise dates not specified.
Where: In Gaze, at the forest's edge.
[ When the weather and chaos dies down, work on the Clockhouse picks up. The building was once an old Deerington mansion, luridly green and eccentric; age faded it into half a ruin, and July's fire did the rest. August's flooding came fast and hard, and now there's very little left to salvage.
The first step has been a damage assessment, with volunteers picking through the structurally unstable ruins, finding singed fiction novels, crisped houseplants, and a weird number of melted grandfather clocks. Demolition goes quickly, while Ozpin stands by and does not even try to control the situation.
Volunteers are needed to design the new structure, carry in materials, and build... and then to decorate and enchant what they've created. The few Sleepers with genuine construction experience provide direction, Ozpin sometimes among them, but things are largely chaotic. A few Sleepers provide snacks and cheerleading.
This is a mingle log. Please feel free to make a toplevel, and comment with your character's contributions below! ]
What: An open mingle log to repair after fires and floods.
When: Throughout September, precise dates not specified.
Where: In Gaze, at the forest's edge.
[ When the weather and chaos dies down, work on the Clockhouse picks up. The building was once an old Deerington mansion, luridly green and eccentric; age faded it into half a ruin, and July's fire did the rest. August's flooding came fast and hard, and now there's very little left to salvage.
The first step has been a damage assessment, with volunteers picking through the structurally unstable ruins, finding singed fiction novels, crisped houseplants, and a weird number of melted grandfather clocks. Demolition goes quickly, while Ozpin stands by and does not even try to control the situation.
Volunteers are needed to design the new structure, carry in materials, and build... and then to decorate and enchant what they've created. The few Sleepers with genuine construction experience provide direction, Ozpin sometimes among them, but things are largely chaotic. A few Sleepers provide snacks and cheerleading.
This is a mingle log. Please feel free to make a toplevel, and comment with your character's contributions below! ]
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[Break is certainly no architect, doesn't know construction, and isn't the most powerful magic-user around by a long shot; he also has the sense to stay out of the way of those who do possess these skills. What he can do is cook for large groups of people, so he makes this his primary duty. During the design phase he mostly cooks at home and leaves everything on the designated snack table when he arrives, before flitting off to either be a pain in the ass at whoever is working on the Clockhouse kitchen until he gets his way about how he thinks it ought to be laid out or popping home to do more baking. But as soon as the new kitchen is safe and workable, that's where he sets himself up, relieved to be away from his own kitchen now that other experienced cooks sometimes take up space in it.
Anyone who wants to drop by to help him out with washing dishes or peeling things, trot out on food-related errands on his behalf as he slowly stocks the kitchen, or simply to eat will find him cooking up foods that are easy to grab. Things like mushroom hand pies, cheesy garlic bread, and potato wedges. For the most part he leaves the desserts to other bakers, but occasionally for variety he'll knock out a batch of some cookie or other, and he'll drop most everything for that if someone manages to find him chocolate chips.
And of course there is also, always, tea. Wildcard whatever kitcheny kind of thing you'd like here.]
Darkblood Shenanigans
[Ozpin is not simply Tall Break, as his omen likes to joke about very rudely, but damned if they don't have very similar aesthetics in many ways. To that end whenever Break has some downtime, he entertains himself contributing to making the new house relentlessly fancy and pompous, and is not above climbing on things for this purpose. He can be found in all sorts of places, such as perched on the kitchen island as he finagles a chandelier with his limited conjuring skills or sitting on the floor fondling doorknobs with his eyes closed until he can persuade carvings to form beneath his hands.
Enjoy your fancy toilet paper dispenser, sir.
Other times, however, he is pretty obviously up to mischief -- he especially likes turning random green things purple for Ozpin to find later and sigh at -- and he is gleefully unrepentant when caught. If he's especially smug about admiring his handiwork, you can be almost certain a butt is involved, which is really Ruby's fault in the end but Break does absolutely nothing to discourage her sense of humor.]
It just seemed like a lovely place for a bum, you know? I'm told he really loves the moon.
[Now is the time to drag him into further aesthetic crimes. Chances are very high he will not resist and will in fact be happy to help make it worse.]
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It shouldn't be hard to dodge if he's looking in the right direction, and even if it does hit him, it's not even a particularly thick book. It won't be enough to give him a concussion, either way.
Because it's not the book itself that matters. No, it's the outburst that follows it, coming from a slight distance away where Break might find Ange standing, hands angrily on her hips. ]
Xerxes Break, did you forget I have to live within these walls too?!
[ How dare you put dumb decorations in her house! The betrayal!! The one time she actually uses his full name, and it's just to scold him as if he's some sort of particularly naughty puppy.. ]
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Oh! Oh! One of Break's favorite people has come to play with him! And she used his whole name, one of his faaaaaaavorite things! Rubbing the back of his head where the book connected, he perks up so aggressively you can practically see sparkles and flowers flitting around him.]
Ah, Miss Ange! Do you prefer some of the other amusing round bits on a lady? I can do those too!
[You know, just in case any bystanders had some vague thought in their heads that Break might not actually deserve to have books thrown at him. He does.]
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I'm going to murder you and then bury you in the basement! [ A very normal threat.
Clearly that's what this new house was lacking: a resident house ghost. Break would be the perfect poltergeist.
Although she isn't grabbing another book or item to throw at him, despite her threat from a moment ago. Instead she's just standing there, looking as huffy as Ange can be. Which is quite huffy, mind you. ]
At least do this stuff somewhere I won't see it every single day for the rest of my life..!
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[Break would make a phenomenal house ghost. Mostly this means he should never be permitted to be one.]
Anyway, you'll not have to see such things every day. You said you'll come over to watch movies and such with me, sometimes.
[There are some extremely stupid decorations in Break's house, too, but those tend to be Black Alice's doing and she is more concerned with embroideries depicting her favorite meals than with butts. For now.]
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[ There's not even anger in that voice anymore. Not the fiery anger of a moment ago, anyway, with Ange getting all embarrassed and huffy.
This, instead, is Ange's more lowkey version of flustered and huffy. The moment she calms down from the initial phase, and instead gets all pouty. She's saying those words in the same way a five year old may announce that it's running away from home. Same energy. ]
I don't want to watch Anastasia ever again. [ G-Gasp! That one is serious, clearly. Ange's favourite movie!
Except, no, she's still being pouty. She may even be moving to lean against a wall dramatically, because clearly Break is being the meanest bully to little old Ange. ]
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[Break is not falling for this one yet.]
As the two of you seem to have called a weird truce, I'll invite Lady Beatrice over instead, see if I don't. I bet she'd enjoy it. She is basically Rasputin.
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It's not that part that gets Ange to pause, though. No, of course it's the mention of that witch.
It renders Ange quiet. Quiet enough that one may wonder if she's actually offended by even the idea of this joke, due to the sheer nature of said 'weird truce.'
But then the girl squints, and the thing she actually says out loud sounds much less severe than that. ]
Are you going to tell her that?
[ A beat. ]
To her face?
[ That may just make it worth it. ]
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On the other hand, well.]
...can you undo it if she turns me into something yucky?
cw: murder threat (slightly less joking than the usual)
Maybe not the part where she punishes Break for it in such a way, because Ange would certainly not be happy with it if the witch did as much as touch someone she cares for so much, but it would be kind of nice if it'd miff Beatrice, even if it's just a little bit.
Ange can be mature enough to at least not continue a dumb spiraling cycle of hate and hurt in this place, but she feels like she's allowed to still be at least a little bit petty in return for everything she's had to endure in life at that witch's hands.
Still, as Ange replies, her tone sounds very casual.
Despite the words themselves being anything but. ]
If she does anything to you, I'm going to dump her dead body into the ocean.
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[Obviously??]
-- but am I going to be watching you do this as a weird little toad in your pocket, is what I am wondering.
[Break does not necessarily condone the Trenchian revenge culture going on amongst the Sleepers, but he also knows better than to argue with Ange Ushiromiya about Beatrice of all people visiting physical harm upon someone she considers family, even if Break started it in the first place by being generically terrible. It is the Umineko way.]
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[ Of course Ange wouldn't let him stick around in such a guise. It's why she can joke around about it in the first place.
At least she does let Break in on that too, instead of just dangling this eternal frog life above his head, waving a dismissive hand. ]
It should be fine though. My magic and her magic is technically the same - or close enough, at this point. [ Since Ange's magic did drift a little bit away from the exact kind of endless magic Beatrice uses, thanks to the influences in Trench. ] Which means that the worst possible fate for you would be being transformed back and forth between being a frog and being a human, kind of like that dress at the end of the movie where that one princess is very grossly awoken by a guy kissing her while she's asleep.
[ Of course that's the part of Sleeping Beauty Ange would opt to focus on, right. ]
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Like, if someone Break had met exactly once kissed him awake even if it was to fix a curse he'd absolutely punch them in the face and he's encouraged the Alices to do the same because any man worth anything will consider it charming. But still. That one is his favorite, so ow.
Much more importantly:]
...that won't do at all. Turning into a frog isn't nearly so cool as turning into a crow, especially if I'm not going about it on my own. I can't look that lame next to him when he's already got that scythe.
[Break dislikes Harbinger as a concept, honestly, but look. The damn thing's extra as hell and kids love that nonsense and Qrow is so professional at wielding it that you can't help but admire him and Break is not immune to any of that. His current mental image of Qrow being all amazing while he himself hops angrily along on the ground is very potent.]
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kitchen magic time!!
as she bites into a mushroom hand pie, she surveys the kitchen and wonders if break will notice anything peculiar while he's busy cooking.
with a wave of her hand and a point of her finger, the sink fills with warm, bubble-filled water. with another point of her finger (and chew of her hand pie), the first dish moves into the suddy water and the sponge begins to move within an invisible hand. without needing her to continue pointing, the dish rinses off with water and is gently placed in the drying rack as another dish takes its place in the soapy water.
and if that doesn't get break's attention, the vegetables that require cutting and peeling begin to, well… be cut and peeled. ]
This is very nice.
[ wanda's busy stuffing her mouth (she's going to get another hand pie, thanks) and magically taking over the kitchen. ]
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Even so, it doesn't take him long. A glimpse of the dishes moving without the benefit of any people standing next to them and he stops with his hands squashed in the bread dough he's working on, staring at the sink long and hard.
After a moment, though, he relaxes. There was a time in his life that Break considered floating things to be nightmare fuel, and because of that he's still often deeply suspicious at first glance. But these days such things are much more normalized for him, as the very girl who caused those old nightmares in the first place now helps him clean up in his own kitchen by way of much the same methods because they saw it in their mutual favorite princess movie. With that recent pleasure in mind, he's able to smile for real by the time he turns over his shoulder, and though it's a little startling to see someone else where he'd expect to see Alice, he's found it's difficult to feel fussy when someone is being really enthusiastic about food you've made.]
Mm, thank you very much. And, these dishes and things handling themselves is your doing, right?
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and once she's finished with her bite, she smiles: ] I figured it would be nice to take a break.
[ and, perhaps, it'd be a nice way to give back. her magic has been effective in this house so far. a part of her wanted to confirm with her very own eyes that it wasn't going haywire. ]
Your hands will get too pruny if you keep washing all the dishes by hand.
[ see? she's a hero. ]
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[Thunking his dough into a bowl to rise and covering it neatly, Break pats his hands off on his (ruffled, aggressively purple) apron and slides onto a stool, entirely fine with taking the opportunity to rest now that it's been presented to him. He is not one of those people who must be doing something productive at all times to feel useful.]
Perhaps I should sort out how to make things float. I've never really wanted to, but a kitchen that cleans itself while you sit about with your feet up really would be a marked improvement on life around here.
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I can teach you.
[ she's feeling in an impossibly good mood. perhaps it's the food (most definitely) and perhaps it's the fact she's around people who simply want to try and help put a broken house back together. sometimes even she's a bit of a sponge. ]
Although, it could be a little tiring. I've read that not all magic comes easy.
[ *not as easy as it comes to her. ]
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[Having only ever spoken to Wanda through text messages, Break does not actually recognize her yet. Thus, he has not yet realized that this woman can essentially do whatever the hell she wants. As far as he knows she may well just be a darkblood; many of them seem to have a knack for defying gravity. Break just hasn't been one of those, so far.]
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[ not everyone is destined to be the scarlet witch. but wanda knows that with practice and determination, people can accomplish many things—even if it's not what they had originally set out to achieve.
she telekinetically plucks another pie from the pile and plants it in her awaiting palm. ]
It's almost like learning how to use a sword, isn't it? Some people can use the sword and some are better with smaller knives.
[ hi, break. ]
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-- wait, wait, wait. It's not Miss Wanda, is it...?
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wiping her hand against her leg, she holds it out for him. ] Wanda Maximoff. I'm real.
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Much to the shock of certain rude fifteen year olds he knows. Geez. Just because it only happens once every couple of years or so --]
Mm, so you are. [He says it before he even clasps her hand, which he doesn't shake so much as squeeze apologetically, unless Wanda spots his Victorian fluster and gets the motion going.] Well. I'm afraid I owe you an enormous apology. I truly hadn't meant to abandon our talks, those months ago.
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[ she laughs, hoping that eases any guilt he may feel. if she was on wandavision, she imagines the audience would applaud and agnes—agatha—could give her an uncertain and forced smile. sometimes wanda's grateful to be out in the real world.
granted, she honestly wouldn't know what being a friend is like. her concept of friendship had been firstly destroyed by the war in sokovia and then by her status as a fugitive. but wanda, despite having so little, has a lot of patience. ]
I won't forgive you if you don't tell me who's responsible for all this food. Is it you? It's delicious.
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