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maskormenacelogs2018-09-09 08:40 pm
prayercycles) wrote in maskormenacelogs2018-09-09 08:40 pm
[closed]
WHO: Fortunato and various other people
WHERE: All around
WHEN: Throughout September
WHAT: September closed catch-all! If you want to do something here, feel free to send me a message at![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
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WARNINGS: Potential Fortunato warnings may apply, will add as needed.
Closed to Chilton (Maurtia Falls Psychiatric Hospital)
[ It's not that Fortunato distrusts all adults; that's oversimplifying it. But the last time he was in the position of getting this much positive attention- a teacher's pet, in that case- that person had maimed him.
He doesn't expect that from Dr. Chilton, of course, but he's somewhat nervous about all of this, then. He doesn't think Chilton's job offer was insincere, particularly after seeing the man at the Swear-In; if anything, he just seemed a bit eccentric, someone who had clearly gotten used to the strangeness of this place after years spent in it.
But he knows how quickly people can turn out to not be what they seem, too.
If he seems excessively poised, that's just how he tends to be- it may make him look more confident than he is, coming here to ask about that job. This could just as easily turn bad. He knocks on the door to Chilton's office slowly; he's not one to push things. ]
Closed to Jaime (a church in Heropa)
[ For once, this is somewhere Fortunato feels mostly comfortable. It's not that he felt particularly deprived being without access to public worship- he knew that was coming for years, after all- but he'd forgotten that it was good to have somewhere where you know exactly what to say. A feeling of safety.
And the regulars are apparently charmed by him, because even the people who haven't figured out he's an imPort yet think it's so nice a sweet young man like him comes to church so often, and most of the times he comes here he gets accosted by old ladies telling him this, letting them chit-chat with him- well, at him- for what onlookers might consider an absurd amount of time. He's mostly been able to avoid making too much of a fuss here despite his imPort status, and despite his eyes, but that doesn't always happen. Today he's in somewhat of a hurry, because his left eye is increasingly fuzzy, and he thinks it might be better to get home as soon as he can.
That said, it's also hard to stop yourself from bumping into others when the church is stuffed with people trying to leave and you're close to half-blind. Before he even realizes it, he's walked straight into someone's side. ]
I- sorry. Sorry.
WHERE: All around
WHEN: Throughout September
WHAT: September closed catch-all! If you want to do something here, feel free to send me a message at
WARNINGS: Potential Fortunato warnings may apply, will add as needed.
Closed to Chilton (Maurtia Falls Psychiatric Hospital)
[ It's not that Fortunato distrusts all adults; that's oversimplifying it. But the last time he was in the position of getting this much positive attention- a teacher's pet, in that case- that person had maimed him.
He doesn't expect that from Dr. Chilton, of course, but he's somewhat nervous about all of this, then. He doesn't think Chilton's job offer was insincere, particularly after seeing the man at the Swear-In; if anything, he just seemed a bit eccentric, someone who had clearly gotten used to the strangeness of this place after years spent in it.
But he knows how quickly people can turn out to not be what they seem, too.
If he seems excessively poised, that's just how he tends to be- it may make him look more confident than he is, coming here to ask about that job. This could just as easily turn bad. He knocks on the door to Chilton's office slowly; he's not one to push things. ]
Closed to Jaime (a church in Heropa)
[ For once, this is somewhere Fortunato feels mostly comfortable. It's not that he felt particularly deprived being without access to public worship- he knew that was coming for years, after all- but he'd forgotten that it was good to have somewhere where you know exactly what to say. A feeling of safety.
And the regulars are apparently charmed by him, because even the people who haven't figured out he's an imPort yet think it's so nice a sweet young man like him comes to church so often, and most of the times he comes here he gets accosted by old ladies telling him this, letting them chit-chat with him- well, at him- for what onlookers might consider an absurd amount of time. He's mostly been able to avoid making too much of a fuss here despite his imPort status, and despite his eyes, but that doesn't always happen. Today he's in somewhat of a hurry, because his left eye is increasingly fuzzy, and he thinks it might be better to get home as soon as he can.
That said, it's also hard to stop yourself from bumping into others when the church is stuffed with people trying to leave and you're close to half-blind. Before he even realizes it, he's walked straight into someone's side. ]
I- sorry. Sorry.