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discedo_logs2008-09-13 01:21 am
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Who: Ty Lee [![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
standsonhands] & Aragaki Shinjiro [prodigal_axe]
Where: Near the bar
When: During the mist event
Rating: PG, PG13?
Summary: It makes things not hurt. If you drink enough of it, and it makes you happy--and stupid.
the log:
The mist outside wasn’t enough to keep her from leaving the apartment building, though it probably would have been a good idea to stay out of it. Ty Lee navigated Discedo’s streets through the mist unaccompanied, an unusually sullen look on the girl’s face. Thanks to River she had finally managed to figure out what was going on (more or less) but that didn’t make her feel too much better. She breathed deeply, surrounded by the mysterious toxin and yet completely indifferent to it.
With visibility as it was, that is to say, severely hindered, it would have made sense to be even more alert than usual. However it seemed as though just the opposite had struck her, a far off look to her face, as though she wasn’t quite there. As luck would have it, the path she chose was clear—or if there was anything out there, it was already far too preoccupied to bother with coming after her. The bar came into sight through the mist, Ty Lee unsure of just where ‘near the bar’ was supposed to be.
“Yoohoo...” She called lazily, hands resting on her hips.
With the mist the way it was, she wouldn’t be surprised if he was standing right in front of her.
standsonhands] & Aragaki Shinjiro [prodigal_axe]Where: Near the bar
When: During the mist event
Rating: PG, PG13?
Summary: It makes things not hurt. If you drink enough of it, and it makes you happy--and stupid.
the log:
The mist outside wasn’t enough to keep her from leaving the apartment building, though it probably would have been a good idea to stay out of it. Ty Lee navigated Discedo’s streets through the mist unaccompanied, an unusually sullen look on the girl’s face. Thanks to River she had finally managed to figure out what was going on (more or less) but that didn’t make her feel too much better. She breathed deeply, surrounded by the mysterious toxin and yet completely indifferent to it.
With visibility as it was, that is to say, severely hindered, it would have made sense to be even more alert than usual. However it seemed as though just the opposite had struck her, a far off look to her face, as though she wasn’t quite there. As luck would have it, the path she chose was clear—or if there was anything out there, it was already far too preoccupied to bother with coming after her. The bar came into sight through the mist, Ty Lee unsure of just where ‘near the bar’ was supposed to be.
“Yoohoo...” She called lazily, hands resting on her hips.
With the mist the way it was, she wouldn’t be surprised if he was standing right in front of her.