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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by UNUSED ACCOUNT:
10/5/2016 8:32:30 PM
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[u][b]Title: The Most Mundane Stuffs.
Time: 12:23 PM.
Locating: Courtyard 1A.[/b][/u]
[i]Laying on a dark brown, leather couch, was Jack - who was also known as Locust. His feet - which were covered by storm grey socks - laid on one end of the couch, while his back sat against the other. In his dark and weary hands was a small, leather wrapped book, the German's blue eyes swiftly darting over the words, a faint grin on his face.
The man was currently wearing a pair of loose fitting, faded blue jeans, the fabric worn and damaged in some places. Covering his torso, was an equally loose fitting, storm grey T-shirt. Basically, he was having a very relaxed day. [/i]
[spoiler]Open! Very short post because I'm lazy and suffering from writer's block.
Also, if you attack him, you're an asshole. Because the dude is just relaxing.
Just saying.[/spoiler]
English
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[b]Not only do I attack him, I murder him! [/b]
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[i]Meanie. [/i]
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Edited by Rimidalv Nisom: 10/5/2016 8:43:02 PM[b]Vladimir walks by carrying a hardcover book over 100 pages long in his hands. He sits down in a nearby reclining chair and opens the book to the last page he read. The book it question seems to be in Russian and the cover depicts 2 men wearing large coats standing in a destroyed city with one handing a strange item which consists of two disks, the entire scene has some sort of blue tint to it. Vlad himself is wearing a simple brown parka and a matching ushanka with snow boots. He seems to be very relaxed as well.[/b]
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[i]Jack's sky blue eyes darted up from his book, which had nothing on thy cover. Just leather. But, anyways.. he found something.. familiar about Vlad - but he just couldn't place his finger on it. The German then shrugged, giving up on trying to find out as his eyes descend back down to his book. He then spoke, his voice shrill and scratchy, [/i] "Good day to you."
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[b]He looks up from his book and nods before speaking with his usual accent.[/b] "Hello. Mind telling me what book you are reading? My brother was a collector of books and I'd like to add to his collection."
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"Oh, it isn't your usual book," [i]The German spoke as he held up his book, turning it around to show the writing. It had very poor handwriting, each letter being scribbled on the thick, slightly yellow paper. It was in German, too. [/i] "It's a diary thing I write."
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"Oh, I don't know German so I guess it wouldn't be good in our collection and people would question my sanity if I started collecting diaries all of a sudden." [b]He says the last point in a joking tone and moves onto the next sentence.[/b] "How's Germany treating you? My homeland was hit with nuclear weapons some time ago so we can't visit other countries as easily."
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[b]Garin appears on the couch next to him, landing on his feet. Well, that's one way to make an entrance.[/b]
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[i]I'm just gonna ignore how Jack is laying on the couch, meaning that the only things to his sides are the ground and the cushion things. Jack doesn't even look up from his book, though he didn't matter a soft, [/i] "Hello there," [i]A very thick German accent lacing his words spoken by his scratchy and shrill voice. T'was like the man yelled too much and lost his voice - though the real reason was damaged vocal cords. [/i]
