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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Aug 19, 2014 6:29:14 GMT -8
They walked into some low-rent apartments with a security door that was always getting propped open. Apparently this informal welcome mat had been laid out often enough to count for their purposes, because Eli's heat sight illuminated the creepy halls in silvery grains. Vitus led him through that abyss into a hall with a barely present flickering orange incandescent aura, then into another abyss of stairs. Eli's feet slipped gently on the tiled surface, but were still sure and steady. Roaches crawled the walls at random.
At last, a knock at a door, a smell of single man depression laundry puffing out into the hallway, and
Vitus- "Wiley, Eli. Eli, Wiley."
Wiley- "Don't wave that at me, V. I saw your jacket today. It was wrapped around a white Godmas log."
Vitus- "Wiley can see the future, in some useless sense. For example this - who can say what it will mean, until it comes to pass? But his visions always come true."
Wiley- "Rusty haired guy will sing it to the world. There was a log here."
{originally} "Hi."
Eli stared, mystified at Wiley for a moment before getting it together. "So these visions...they always come true in the most literal of senses? Or is there something more, I dunno, symbolic about it?" What could be symbolic about a jacket wrapped in a Godmas log? He had no clue. Maybe Godmas season was a bad time for Vitus? "And...singing what to the world?" Eli's hair could be considered rusty, he supposed. But he certainly wasn't going to be singing anything to the world. Not since...8th grade choir class. He had to stop himself from shuddering. Those were ghastly times indeed.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Aug 20, 2014 10:10:27 GMT -8
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Aug 21, 2014 8:13:55 GMT -8
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Aug 22, 2014 2:28:05 GMT -8
Vitus- "My whole body now? This is getting serious."
Wiley- "No, just the arm... I feel it."
Vitus- "Er... OK." Wiley slumped against a wall and gestured to the pile of stale-human-smelling mattresses. Vitus sat gently on a corner of it.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Aug 27, 2014 21:11:55 GMT -8
Wiley- "As far as I know, everything always comes on. Tho there's always a possiblety that the newest ones'll turn out deffrent."
Vitus- "That makes it sound pretty unlikely. Maybe I'll find a white godmas log to wrap my coat around just to make it happen in a harmless way?"
Wiley- "I tried that once with a vision I was going to fall out of a metal tree and bleed from my bones. I went to those metal tree sculptures by the art museum, jumped off one til I sprained my ankle and was beat by a cop. Still dedn't bleed from a bone til I fell off a fire escape a week later and compound fracture."
Vitus- "Yeah..."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Aug 28, 2014 21:02:17 GMT -8
Wiley- "I don' know. Longest has been a year, but it's all over the map."
Vitus- "Well, at least it doesn't sound so terrible. I'll put the jacket in the back of my closet..." The rest of the hangout was pretty uneventful. Wiley seemed to find the vampires kind of boring, and that added to the dismal atmosphere to be a bit off-putting. They rolled on out to tha next episode...
Vitus drove them to another odd dark corner of Harlan, and an alley where supposedly a magic cat would appear at 12 past midnight. It didn't happen. Vitus- "Dammit, Melancholy."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Aug 31, 2014 1:21:06 GMT -8
Vitus- "*sigh* Normally Melancholy the Cat would have appeared here about now. Maybe she's haunting somebody's dreams. This one is probably a bust, whatever the reason. What's on the phone there?"
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Aug 31, 2014 23:52:24 GMT -8
Vitus- "I'm all ears."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Sept 2, 2014 0:45:46 GMT -8
Vitus- "No such luck - it's really a time thing, and the time has passed. As for the trip, it sounds good to me. Back to the sedan with us..." Those Sombreta boys were gone in a puff of smoke... ((Want to set up the scene change?))
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Sept 3, 2014 1:34:37 GMT -8
Vitus- "It should, but I can understand the trepidation. After you."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Sept 4, 2014 1:53:10 GMT -8
Vitus stepped inside. Vitus- "I imagine no one would have reason to look for evidence of you being here recently?"
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Sept 5, 2014 0:03:09 GMT -8
He made a sensitive expression, then warmed as he looked about. Vitus- "I didn't mean that to sound cold... Well, naybe I can imagine something of your connection with the place, but by all means, tell me about it."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Sept 6, 2014 0:52:01 GMT -8
Vitus accepted a pair. Vitus- "People doing art because of interest, I feel like art school in my day had a slightly more serious crowd." He put the glasses on and checked out a painting. "Though some may have been more serious about society than the craft. Nice. To my shame, I was probably more in the 'can't be bothered' camp. This is very pre-revolutionary in its way. Miniatures were very popular."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Sept 7, 2014 13:57:10 GMT -8
Vitus- "I admit the breadth of my learning happened post-mortem... That's right...Tarsian epics, the Harlan Eastern Art Museum has a few, and I read the book from the gift shop about them. That's the extent of what I know about them." Vitus was distracted and didn't notice pocketings. He stood close to a narrow table looking through the glasses into tiny frames.Vitus- "Not particularly. The salmon and elk are a bit evocative of pre-Goddite Glennish art. Is there something to that?"
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Sept 9, 2014 1:32:09 GMT -8
Vitus- "OK, now I remember the elk... Aristide, after Gallini. I don't see it, heh. Did your old friend sculpt as well, or was this from someone else?" He took the piece in hand and seemed like he was appraising the weight of the wood.
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