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thenearshore2016-12-05 06:00 pm
churchbelle) wrote in thenearshore2016-12-05 06:00 pm
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Who: Hazel and u
What: small priest is heckled by trees and literature
When: May 21~23 or so, flexible
Where: Far Shore places
Warnings: hazel and jae-ha have an active sex life
Summary: heckle
I. spooky trees
[It is what it sounds like: somewhere on the Far Shore, anywhere on the Far Shore, where Hazel is and where you, the witness, also happen to be, Hazel is making his waydowntown around minding his own business like a man being followed. Or: he keeps looking over his shoulder, or stopping abruptly to look suddenly off to one side, or do all manner of things that look very much like he's trying to catch someone sneaking up on him.
But there isn't anyone there, because of course there isn't. Eventually, exasperated, he just comes to a natural stop and announces to the air:] Even the dang trees're nosy.
[have you ever been stalked by a spooky forest]
II. what kind of dewey decimal is this
[There's a library and new gods are being invited to come. That's enough for Hazel to finally nose around in there, after staying very much away from anything involving being within spitting distance of the old gods before now. He's a sight to behold when any individual old god passes by and expects a greeting, all manners and flattery and unpleasant looks the moment their backs are turned. He'd give them a rude gesture for the road, but that's far too improper for him.
But when he's not making childish faces at other gods' backs, he's trying to find... anything at all worthwhile in this place. There's nothing in order. It's a wreck. He can't find a single thing, and for all his practicing there are still plenty of kanji he's never seen before, so the older books in particular are brutal...
He pauses, picks a book up off a shelf, and frowns at it.] I can't even remember lookin' for this, it was so long ago.
[He has been here for Hours.]
III. wildcard
[hello what would you like to do? please ask and I can deliver]
What: small priest is heckled by trees and literature
When: May 21~23 or so, flexible
Where: Far Shore places
Warnings: hazel and jae-ha have an active sex life
Summary: heckle
I. spooky trees
[It is what it sounds like: somewhere on the Far Shore, anywhere on the Far Shore, where Hazel is and where you, the witness, also happen to be, Hazel is making his way
But there isn't anyone there, because of course there isn't. Eventually, exasperated, he just comes to a natural stop and announces to the air:] Even the dang trees're nosy.
[have you ever been stalked by a spooky forest]
II. what kind of dewey decimal is this
[There's a library and new gods are being invited to come. That's enough for Hazel to finally nose around in there, after staying very much away from anything involving being within spitting distance of the old gods before now. He's a sight to behold when any individual old god passes by and expects a greeting, all manners and flattery and unpleasant looks the moment their backs are turned. He'd give them a rude gesture for the road, but that's far too improper for him.
But when he's not making childish faces at other gods' backs, he's trying to find... anything at all worthwhile in this place. There's nothing in order. It's a wreck. He can't find a single thing, and for all his practicing there are still plenty of kanji he's never seen before, so the older books in particular are brutal...
He pauses, picks a book up off a shelf, and frowns at it.] I can't even remember lookin' for this, it was so long ago.
[He has been here for Hours.]
III. wildcard
[hello what would you like to do? please ask and I can deliver]
done
[ The important questions. ]
1/2 lord
The what now? That ain't, y'know- that's not what anybody's thinkin' about. [Maybe?? Probably??? He's thinking about it now and it's terribly embarrassing, come on Sanae, he is a gentleman. He can't talk about weddings... at the library... Actually he's embarrassed talking about any of this, he's suddenly learning. It's one thing to leave the fact that they're together out in the open, but all the gushing—help him.]
Well, he's—he's real sweet. He picks things up for me from time to time, sure... [Movies at 3am are surely coming as soon as Jae-Ha finds a stack of them he wants to see, so. It's shoujo as fuck, Sanae.]
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I know what the old folks around here say and they're welcome to say it, no skin off my nose. Some people get hung up on shinki bein' somewhere stuck between livin' and not, but it ain't as if— [uhhh nope, not everyone raises the dead, ok Hazel new point,]
Well, if it's a good thing then it's worth workin' for, that's what I think.
1/2
[ No? Let her inform you: ]
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I reckon I see your point... [A beat; okay, if she's going to yell about love in the middle of this library, he supposes he can say more than just lukewarm agreeing statements.] He makes me wanna be a better man, if you'll pardon me gettin' personal.
[He's never appreciated so many people at once?? Sanae included, as loudly supportive as she is now. Thanks...]
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Does he also want to make you shout from the top of a mountain about how much you love him?
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I dunno about a mountain... Maybe the roof? Though if ya caught Jae-Ha tryin' to climb mountains I wouldn't be surprised.
[A pause.] I'm the subtle one.
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Despite their serious conversation about how some shinki distrust their gods, here they are talking about a shinki and a god being a couple! She's rather glad for this change in tone. It warms her heart that even when something may seem bleak, there is still light. ] So maybe marriage isn't close, but... still. I wish the very best for the both of you.
And I'm going to work extra-hard on making a charm of protection for shinki, with the two of you in mind. [ THEIR BOND IS PRECIOUS AND SHOULD NEVER BE BROKEN. ]
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Well—thanks kindly for that. If there's anythin' we can do to help, just swing by and we'll do our best, I s'pose.
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[ And with a short wave, she'll be on her way! ]