august mingle;

[thecommissary]

This is the general mingle log for August. Feel free to post open top levels for: new arrivals, job duties, general hanging out in common spaces, bonding with your block, and anything else you can think of. There will not be a catch all for the event, so you can put event starters here or in their own separate log!

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Ardbert

[fistpound]

general

[Someone's reading in the common room rather than watching whatever program's on, but perhaps he should be doing that in his cell instead. Or perhaps he has a book you want? Or the spot you want. Whatever the reasons for approaching him however, he'll look up and scowl.]

What.

[Pleasant fellow, isn't he?]

august 1

What in the bloody-- [Ardbert is in the yard when it happens, the ground shaking underneath them for the better part of a minute, and he has to stop, look around, and then eventually put the dumbbells he'd been using so he can put himself against the fence in case of... well, something. He's inexperienced when it comes to dealing with earthquakes, and it shows. If he did know what to do during an earthquake, he would have gotten underneath the table in the yard instead.

He is doing his best not to be scared however, tamping down on his emotions well, even if he cant quite keep the furrow off his brow... but then again, that might just be his default expression.]

You feel that? [His voice is low, furtive, as he mutters to the inmate closest to him.] Earthquake, y'think? [Are they even close to a fault line? Ardbert has no idea.]

dominion

[He doesn't know where he goes every night. The first time, he doesn't even think much of it aside from being a really strange dream. The second time, he thinks his subconscious just has an attachment to the strange and dark ruin-filled forest for some odd reason. Thrice? That is just downright strange, because it doesn't feel like a coincidence anymore. It feels deliberate. Over the following days, Ardbert wanders the forest, especially the ruins, exploring as much as he can, clambering over rocks and tree roots, scraping up his hands just to get somewhere and find something. Anything. But it's so devoid of other people to talk to, even faceless shades of dream-people.

If he receives visitors who come as themselves, Ardbert will greet them, which may come as a surprise given his normal disposition around the prison-- that is to say, just about as sunny as this place, which isn't. Just trees growing to hide the ground from the sky, and whatever patches of sky that haven't been covered doesn't look to have the pleasant blue one would expect on a sunny day, but an unnatural-looking yellow-grey with no clouds in sight.]

Do you know, I haven't seen another soul but you for a while in this place? I was starting to think this was a solo adventure.

[However, there may be visitors who find they're entirely different when they arrive-- and not in any way welcome a change. In fact, they may just seem downright wrong, or are in the middle of that transformation, a plaster-like substance crawling over their skin. Even Ardbert is disgusted, grabbing a thick, fallen branch as if to defend himself.]

Don't come closer-- don't you bloody come closer, you bastard!

wildcard
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August 1

[shinra_dog]

[Reno had barely kept his feet, reaching out for the fence as well to steady himself. He didn't like it in the least; it was a show of potential vulnerability. It wasn't a good look. He glanced around the yard suspiciously to see if anyone would try to take advantage of it, but they all seemed to be pretty shaken up themselves.]

You think?

[It wasn't sarcastic; Reno was actually asking. He didn't know shit about the geography around here. That hadn't been his job. He chewed his lip and shrugged.]

Yeah, pro'lly?

[fistpound]

I haven't even the faintest. [And perhaps it would be obvious in his accent that he's even less familiar with the geography of this place.]

Not once has a quake happened since I moved in.

[Then his expression sours slightly, as if he cant believe what he's just about to say.]

Unless someone's managed to shake the ground for the theatre.

[shinra_dog]

[One eyebrow quirked quizzically before he scoffed and rolled his eyes.]

I'm not even gonna tell you what an idiot you sound like for suggesting some theater stunt could make an earthquake happen.

[He crossed his arms.] Maybe there's a military base nearby. Some of 'em do weapons testing that can make some big bangs.

[fistpound]

And your suggestion is less idiotic? [Now it's Ardbert's turn to roll his eyes. Stars, how is this even real right now?]

Aye, John, let's build a weapons base near a building filled to the brim with murders, thieves and fences, that's bril, I'll call for the architects now. [Then he shakes his head.] Would have heard some of those big bangs, now wouldn't we?

[shinra_dog]

You absolute numbnuts. [Reno pinched the bridge of his nose, utterly exasperated.] How close do you think sounds have to happen? A bomb big enough can be heard for thirty, forty miles -- even farther, if the conditions are right. It ain't like they'd have to be right next to us. What next, no tourists can ski in the entire state of Colorado because we're here?

Y'know what, I'm sorry, maybe the reason you have zero concept of geographical space is because over "across the pond," your country is the size of your pee-pee.

[Reno snarled and held his thumb and forefinger together, barely apart, to crudely illustrate his point.]

[fistpound]

Ah, resorting to personal attacks, are we. [Ardbert rolls his eyes. Crosses his arms over his chest, and sighs, the tirade going through one ear and mostly coming out the other.

And he certainly just stops caring near the end, at the jabs towards his country of origin.

It would have been more of an attack to Ardbert if he had any sense of loyalty to where he came from. But not at all. So this only succeeds in just... him no longer caring.]

Well, I haven't any interest in this. Ta. [Then he turns on his heel to walk.]

[shinra_dog]

Yeah whatever, theater nerd.

[Instead of truly letting it go, however, Reno raised his voice for a bit of an announcement.]

Better watch out everyone -- we got a real badass here! The whole state's at risk now that he's arrived, so be careful -- he might sing you to death!

[He called after Ardbert.] Don't get lost on the way to the other side a' the yard, I know it's real far for you!

[Followed up by two middle fingers.]