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thespherelogs2020-10-10 11:44 am
gadaboutdetective) wrote in thespherelogs2020-10-10 11:44 am
That was a hell of a nap!
Who: Llewellyn Watts and anyone!
When: Through the month of October
Where: Watts’ Private Investigation Ageny, The Market, Dorm Dome 2
What: Open Logs!
Warnings: Nothing yet, but there will probably references to the last couple months with the plot? I will update with anything major!
(OOC: So here are a few general starters, personalized ones will be added below in the comments! If you want something personalized I can write something up too! Or if you want to throw something at me, go for it! Basically, I’m back from hiatus and I missed you all! I want to get threads going! ALSO, if you’d rather something with action brackets, I can match! Message me on Plurk or WhimsicalSpook#8219 on Discord :D)
The Dorms - OTA at Dorm Dome 2
It had been weird, waking up in his pod like the last couple months hadn’t even happened. Weirder still when his last waking memories were... What they were. He shuddered inwardly, the entire thing had been a little too reminiscent of other experiences in his life. It hadn’t taken long to realize just how long he’d been out for. The signs were obvious enough, even if what he’d missed specifically were not.
Llewellyn ran through the networks backlogs with a growing sense of dread, he’d missed so much. How much had he missed beyond what he could find there? All while he’d been out cold for a whole month?
How could he have allowed himself to mess up this badly...? How much of a burden had he been on people, injured and out cold in the middle of a crisis?
Nope... No. Not time to shut down, he’d been shut down for long enough. He needed to move, to do things and find people and... He wasn’t sure what, but sitting there wasn’t going to be productive.
A glance around the dorm suggested that everyone was fine (did that extend to everyone, though?). The domes were back, the lights were on, the air wasn’t thin anymore...
He needed to get moving...
Anyone paying attention would either have seen Llewellyn sitting at his pod looking a tad lost, possibly pacing a bit, looking for his puppy Pretzel, or looking for snacks in the kitchen area to get his brain jump started...
Watts’ Private Investigation Agency - OTA
If anyone wanted to find Llewellyn when he wasn’t otherwise occupied by those he cared about, or at the market getting something to eat, they could find him at his office. Pretzel was tucked away in his bed, gnawing on a shoe that the detective had forgotten about until he saw the dog with it. Did he have the heart to take it away now? Nope. It was just good to see his puppy acting normal again.
The office was just as he’d left it, more or less. A cluttered mess of papers, notes and assorted books that he’d been in the middle of sorting through and cleaning up when everything had started disappearing. He was going to have someone else working with him, and Llewellyn had wanted to at least try to make the space a little nicer.
Which was how anyone would find him if they entered, picking up papers and trying to put things in a vaguely neater order that he could still find what he needed when he needed it. He almost missed the door opening, but an excited bark from Pretzel made him look up, “Oh uh— hello, don’t mind the mess...?”
As if the mess was new... Ha!
The Market - OTA
Llewellyn was, admittedly, a stress eater. So waking up after missing an entire month of a crisis with very little idea of what he’d missed? He sure was taking advantage of there no longer being a shortage of food. Was anyone surprised by this? Probably not. If anyone was surprised, then they just needed to get to know him better, which meant now was an excellent opportunity. While he was eating and distracting himself from his guilt over being asleep for a month and the many questions still buzzing in his head.
Besides that, the detective always found you could learn a lot from the people around the market. So he bought food from the vendors, ate and sometimes halted his energetic walk around the market to talk to people, those he recognized or those he didn’t.
And yes, the detective had noticed the severe decrease in this place’s population... It was just another thing that was nagging at him.
When: Through the month of October
Where: Watts’ Private Investigation Ageny, The Market, Dorm Dome 2
What: Open Logs!
Warnings: Nothing yet, but there will probably references to the last couple months with the plot? I will update with anything major!
(OOC: So here are a few general starters, personalized ones will be added below in the comments! If you want something personalized I can write something up too! Or if you want to throw something at me, go for it! Basically, I’m back from hiatus and I missed you all! I want to get threads going! ALSO, if you’d rather something with action brackets, I can match! Message me on Plurk or WhimsicalSpook#8219 on Discord :D)
The Dorms - OTA at Dorm Dome 2
It had been weird, waking up in his pod like the last couple months hadn’t even happened. Weirder still when his last waking memories were... What they were. He shuddered inwardly, the entire thing had been a little too reminiscent of other experiences in his life. It hadn’t taken long to realize just how long he’d been out for. The signs were obvious enough, even if what he’d missed specifically were not.
Llewellyn ran through the networks backlogs with a growing sense of dread, he’d missed so much. How much had he missed beyond what he could find there? All while he’d been out cold for a whole month?
How could he have allowed himself to mess up this badly...? How much of a burden had he been on people, injured and out cold in the middle of a crisis?
Nope... No. Not time to shut down, he’d been shut down for long enough. He needed to move, to do things and find people and... He wasn’t sure what, but sitting there wasn’t going to be productive.
A glance around the dorm suggested that everyone was fine (did that extend to everyone, though?). The domes were back, the lights were on, the air wasn’t thin anymore...
He needed to get moving...
Anyone paying attention would either have seen Llewellyn sitting at his pod looking a tad lost, possibly pacing a bit, looking for his puppy Pretzel, or looking for snacks in the kitchen area to get his brain jump started...
Watts’ Private Investigation Agency - OTA
If anyone wanted to find Llewellyn when he wasn’t otherwise occupied by those he cared about, or at the market getting something to eat, they could find him at his office. Pretzel was tucked away in his bed, gnawing on a shoe that the detective had forgotten about until he saw the dog with it. Did he have the heart to take it away now? Nope. It was just good to see his puppy acting normal again.
The office was just as he’d left it, more or less. A cluttered mess of papers, notes and assorted books that he’d been in the middle of sorting through and cleaning up when everything had started disappearing. He was going to have someone else working with him, and Llewellyn had wanted to at least try to make the space a little nicer.
Which was how anyone would find him if they entered, picking up papers and trying to put things in a vaguely neater order that he could still find what he needed when he needed it. He almost missed the door opening, but an excited bark from Pretzel made him look up, “Oh uh— hello, don’t mind the mess...?”
As if the mess was new... Ha!
The Market - OTA
Llewellyn was, admittedly, a stress eater. So waking up after missing an entire month of a crisis with very little idea of what he’d missed? He sure was taking advantage of there no longer being a shortage of food. Was anyone surprised by this? Probably not. If anyone was surprised, then they just needed to get to know him better, which meant now was an excellent opportunity. While he was eating and distracting himself from his guilt over being asleep for a month and the many questions still buzzing in his head.
Besides that, the detective always found you could learn a lot from the people around the market. So he bought food from the vendors, ate and sometimes halted his energetic walk around the market to talk to people, those he recognized or those he didn’t.
And yes, the detective had noticed the severe decrease in this place’s population... It was just another thing that was nagging at him.
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“Until then, if you need a workspace space, you’re welcome to stop in here. Aside from evenings, I tend to be on the move a lot.” Llewellyn added, knowing that this could unfortunately take a while. So as long as he wasn’t using the office sofa as a bed, Harry was one of the people welcome there.
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"I'll really just need a place to meet with clients until I've got a desk of my own, but I appreciate it." Because while he definitely wants to set up his own laboratory, he's not going to do it in borrowed office space.
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It was probably smart that Harry did not set up a lab anywhere near where Llewellyn worked, he got curious and would mess about with things. If Murdoch were around, he could confirm that.
(ooc: Did you want to ftb soon? Whenever Harry gets his office, Watts will bring him a congratulations gift. :D)