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Llewellyn Watts ([personal profile] gadaboutdetective) wrote in [community profile] thespherelogs2020-08-18 06:08 pm

Closed Logs

Who: Watts and assorted. Thus far Alex, Enis, Rhy, and Richie. You want one? Let me know!
When: Through the month of August & September probably
What: assorted personalized logs for the event. Gen Open ones will go over on the main log post!
Warnings: None yet, will add if it comes up.

See below for the thread top levels!
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[personal profile] unbreakable_king 2020-08-18 11:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Rhy, busy in his cramped tent which had an actual desk in it for him to work with, paused to consider Watts. Of course the man had just waltzed in. He looks up from his coffee and frowns. What?

"Come on in, dear. Did you bring me a snack again?"
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[personal profile] unbreakable_king 2020-08-19 01:09 am (UTC)(link)
What? Rhy, who had turned back to his work and writing more orders and arrangements, freezes. Then he puts the pen down and turns to look at Watts.

"My dear, do you believe I'm not sleeping?"
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[personal profile] unbreakable_king 2020-08-19 02:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, given the fact that Rhy's bed is immaculately made and clearly the man doesn't have time to do it himself, Watts may have a point.

"I'm sorry. There just isn't time for rest. So much is happening, and while I cannot solve it, I can try to make things more comfortable and well managed."
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[personal profile] unbreakable_king 2020-08-20 03:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Rhy sighs, fingers coming up to pinch the bridge of his nose.

"I hate this. I hate... I hate being powerless in the face of the loss of a city. I hate being useless when the world ends around me. It's happened too often for my liking. Once was too much. Twice is obscene."
11calls: When did I start working for you, exactly?! (Researching)

[personal profile] 11calls 2020-08-23 04:49 am (UTC)(link)
As soon as things had started to go down, Alex had launched into looking into things. This was, even for the three years back home and almost two years here, and the fact that she'd already died twice (three times) a whole hell of a lot for her. But the time with the Moss had made Alex a little more wary (despite what Richard might say or think) and she's trying to avoid the same sort of circumstance if she possibly can. And god does she hope that they can.

Coming out of her dome, Alex has Apophenia on his leash as well, her bang full of things over her shoulder. Just in case. They're doing a hell of a lot of things just in case and she kind of hates that she needs to. But the idea of being without some things (her recorder, food for Apho and Simon's cat, food in general, a bottle of scotch) has made it so that Alex's normal over the shoulder bag is filled to bulging, and she's got her recorder in her coat pocket other than where she'd normally have it within the leather.

Giving Llewellyn a quick grin that is nonetheless colored and darkened by her very really concern and fear, she just says quickly: "hey. You ready to go and try poking a beehive?" Alex knows this is probably dumb but whenever has she let her stop that before?
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[personal profile] unbreakable_king 2020-08-24 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
"It's not enough!" Rhy insists, his voice loud and sharp. Just short of a shout. He's angry, he's hurting. He's powerless.

And tears are threatening at his eyes and he doesn't want to let them fall.

"I couldn't do anything but wait last time. And Wanda, she... she suggested putting people to sleep. We did that in my city."
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[personal profile] unbreakable_king 2020-08-24 03:23 pm (UTC)(link)
"I have done no such thing. I carry the weight with the rest of the council because that was what I was elected to do," Rhy counters.

An election he had put himself in because he didn't know how to be anything but a leader of men. Even if he wasn't very good at it.

Still, his partner was definitely a man that kept Rhy balanced, wasn't he? He sighs and wipes away the unfallen tears.

"There is nothing we really can do but plan and hope for the best. And it maddens me."
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Checking in on Enis, Assuming the mech shop :D

[personal profile] blindpuppet 2020-08-25 08:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"Fuck!" Her voice echoed from the back room. "Just come inside for god's sake. It's a store Llewellyn!" She didn't have to see him to know it was him.

He was the only person who knocked when the store was technically open.

Not that Enis often took customers. There was now a form to be filled out and she used the text system to confirm the cost of repairs. It was easier than actually coming into contact with customers who were bound to ask where Rhys was.

Enis didn't come out to meet him but as he walked into the room he'd smell burnt metal and seared flesh. There was frantic rustling in the back room but when Llewellyn stepped further into the store he'd simply see a mess, Enis and blood tears staining her cheeks.
11calls: but i can't decide if it's good or a shitty one. (empathy is my superpower)

[personal profile] 11calls 2020-08-25 08:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Alex gets the hand gesture. After all, the last three years for her at home had been her investigating weird magic shit from the foundational skill set of a journalist, and it was one of those things that had both helped and hinder her in that instance. But it had at least given her a starting point, and it's given her one now, even as the walls seem to go tighter and tighter around her as people try to move their entire lives into fewer and fewer domes.

Alex doesn't like it. At all. And the reason that she doesn't like it is for a simple reason:

"You mean other than the boiling anger and sense of resentment from the older population?" The words are followed with a sigh, and Alex just presses her fingers against her dog like some sort of touch stone. "It'd happened pretty seriously with the stuff around the Moss and the older residents kind of acting like we weren't supposed to be here. I mean, I got taken early so I missed a lot of it."

Which actually stops Alex short with a frown, and she reaches out and puts a hand on Llewellyn's arm. "Before we poke too hard, you should know that the last time we poked at these sort of things, everyone who was investigating it was... Well, we died and then instead of coming back to life in our domes where we were supposed to, the Moss controlling the Sphere was able to stop us from resurrecting where they were supposed to. It was me and Aaron and Rhys," the sadness that her friends are gone lingers there. "And they took the council. Well, Max and Laurie, it seemed like Annie but we didn't know that she was a..." How to put this both more and less delicate.

"She was a robot, a really life like and human looking one who a resident who left had made in Max's daughter's image. She'd thought that she was doing him a favor. She wasn't. Instead Annie just reminded Max of a daughter who he'd never see grow up to look like that." Which makes Alex sad all over again.
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[personal profile] unbreakable_king 2020-08-25 11:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Perhaps he is right. And Rhy does feel tired. He looks past Watts toward the bed.

"I just... worry I shall get too far into my head if I try and rest."
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hell yea

[personal profile] badimpression 2020-08-26 12:05 pm (UTC)(link)
It's getting harder to pretend things will just get better if Richie ignores them enough.

If the sphere had felt like a rubber band stretched taut before, then now it feels released, like it's hurtling in slow motion towards a sharp snap. Richie is completely overwhelmed, with no idea what to do about the increased outbreak of fighting and the quickly divided factions cropping up all over the place. He can only talk his way out of so much.

He takes to pacing about the dome at random hours whenever he feels his frustration build, and that's how Llewellyn catches him, with his skin itching under the surface and his hands jittery.

"Oh, yeah, greetings, chap. Just uh, just going for a stroll this fine eve. Fuck, is it an eve? I don't know." His reply is distracted, and his eyes don't really settle on Llewellyn's for longer than a second.
Edited 2020-08-26 12:06 (UTC)

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