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Mask or Menace | MODERATORS ([personal profile] maskormods) wrote in [community profile] maskormenacelogs2015-01-10 02:34 pm
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a fine-tuned supersonic speed machine

WHO: YOU.
WHERE: Nonah, NC.
WHEN: Saturday January 10th, from 5PM until 11PM.
WHAT: Registration in motion... among other things.
WARNINGS: None anticipated; please let us know if this should be edited.



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kinesia: (p l e a d i n g)

[personal profile] kinesia 2015-01-19 02:59 am (UTC)(link)
[ Suddenly Anavha is off the dog, and in Grey's arms. Grey doesn't even hesitate. He wraps both arms tightly around his friend and clings back just as tightly.

He'd thought Anavha was gone. One day Grey had gone to his apartment and he hadn't been there, and there had been no sign of him coming back. Grey had watched. He'd made an egg for him on New Year, but still there was no sign.

And now he's here. Here at last.

Grey pulls suddenly back, bringing his hand to Anavha's shoulder. Yes, he's found you. But are you okay?

Grey quickly finds the tattoo for 'how', and then pats Anavha's chest, while his eyes ask the question for him. How are you? Are you safe, wounded, scared?
]
omajitsa: (83.)

[personal profile] omajitsa 2015-01-22 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
[ Anavha holds Grey tightly, clinging to the only familiarity he's had in months.

'How.' The question written in ink of Grey's arms and spoken with his eyes. Anavha had gotten so used to reading Grey, it's not too hard to remember it again. He almost smiles, thankful for that kind of consistency. ]


I'm well. I'm not harmed...

I'm not even certain what happened. I was gone and now I am here. I don't remember anything in between.
kinesia: (s t r a n g e)

[personal profile] kinesia 2015-01-23 12:24 am (UTC)(link)
[ He's safe. Not hurt.

But where did he go? Grey frowns, disliking that explanation. It's just like what happened to Teresa. Why is the porter doing this? Maybe Thomas is right to investigate it.

Grey pushes that thought away, though. He's just glad to see Anavha safe, so he quickly pulls him into another hug. Then, grabbing his hand, Grey pulls him over to a newspaper stand, and points down at the date.

It's been weeks, Anavha. You've been gone for almost two months. You really don't remember why?
]