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maskormenacelogs2016-11-12 09:13 am
jacksonian) wrote in maskormenacelogs2016-11-12 09:13 am
Entry tags:
- † aral vorkosigan | lord vorkosigan,
- † cordelia naismith vorkosigan | n/a,
- † duv galeni | n/a,
- † eliot spencer | mr punchy,
- † kara zor-el | supergirl,
- † keladry of mindelan | lady knight,
- † kururu sumeragi | pledge queen,
- † mahanon lavellan | the inquisitor,
- † mark vorkosigan | peter michael kane,
- † simon illyan | n/a,
- † the (twelfth) doctor | n/a
person man, person man, hit on the head with a frying pan
WHO: Mark and whoever
WHERE: Everywhere!! But mostly De Chima and Maurtia Falls
WHEN: Throughout November
WHAT: Catch-all for November with stuff. Hit me up!! Please!!! Open prompts below; PM me if you want something that isn't these things.
WARNINGS: Mark's life sucks; I'll edit this header if any particular suckiness comes up.
1. dog dog dog dog dog dog dog; De Chima/Maurtia Falls
[ In De Chima or in Maurtia Falls, you might find a rather strange sight: a small stocky man walking an enormous stocky dog. This is Mark walking his dog Captain, a scarred and warlike pit bull that pulls at the leash and constantly wags his tail. Mark's expression is still a forbidding glower, but Captain's doggy face is open and bright-eyed and happy; there's no one he doesn't want to make friends with.
And Mark, unfortunately, doesn't know good leash technique, and also (in spite of his own roundness) doesn't outweigh his dog by that much. And so when Captain wants to make friends, Mark is dragged along behind him. And that is why, if you're walking around, you might be approached by a dog trailing a very sour-looking little man who's hissing - ]
No, don't - stop - heel -
2. come make $$$$; Maurtia Falls
[ PKE, LLC, up in Maurtia Falls, is beyond luxurious. The office is appointed with a sort of brushed-steel-and-pine classiness, like it's furnished from the expensive part of Ikea; the receptionist out front is attractive and aloof, and people who are waiting get offered mineral water from glass bottles.
There are any number of reasons that you might have ended up here: you might have received an advertisement in the mail, or a random notification on your phone, or you might have seen the advertising that targets imPorts. All of this advertising will have offered help in investing, getting rich, or opening a new business - generous funding to get everyone a little bit wealthier.
Mark, sitting at his desk, smiles a smile that can generously be described as oily when you're shown in. And he purrs - ]
Please, sit down. Tell me about how you'd like to make money.
3. kicking some grass; De Chima
[ Mark doesn't like to practice where he can be seen. Definitely not. So when he's worked up and anxious, he goes out far away from his family, far away from the people who know him, out into the forests of De Chima. On the unlikely off-chance that your character happens to wander by, they'll be treated to a very strange sight: a small fat man vigorously practicing a judo kata, face miserable, before punching a tree. He turns as soon as he hears them, though, eyes flashing with anger as he snarls - ]
What the hell are you doing here? Go away.
4. fuck it; anywhere
[ Mark's eating ice cream. Come have ice cream. ]
WHERE: Everywhere!! But mostly De Chima and Maurtia Falls
WHEN: Throughout November
WHAT: Catch-all for November with stuff. Hit me up!! Please!!! Open prompts below; PM me if you want something that isn't these things.
WARNINGS: Mark's life sucks; I'll edit this header if any particular suckiness comes up.
1. dog dog dog dog dog dog dog; De Chima/Maurtia Falls
[ In De Chima or in Maurtia Falls, you might find a rather strange sight: a small stocky man walking an enormous stocky dog. This is Mark walking his dog Captain, a scarred and warlike pit bull that pulls at the leash and constantly wags his tail. Mark's expression is still a forbidding glower, but Captain's doggy face is open and bright-eyed and happy; there's no one he doesn't want to make friends with.
And Mark, unfortunately, doesn't know good leash technique, and also (in spite of his own roundness) doesn't outweigh his dog by that much. And so when Captain wants to make friends, Mark is dragged along behind him. And that is why, if you're walking around, you might be approached by a dog trailing a very sour-looking little man who's hissing - ]
No, don't - stop - heel -
2. come make $$$$; Maurtia Falls
[ PKE, LLC, up in Maurtia Falls, is beyond luxurious. The office is appointed with a sort of brushed-steel-and-pine classiness, like it's furnished from the expensive part of Ikea; the receptionist out front is attractive and aloof, and people who are waiting get offered mineral water from glass bottles.
There are any number of reasons that you might have ended up here: you might have received an advertisement in the mail, or a random notification on your phone, or you might have seen the advertising that targets imPorts. All of this advertising will have offered help in investing, getting rich, or opening a new business - generous funding to get everyone a little bit wealthier.
Mark, sitting at his desk, smiles a smile that can generously be described as oily when you're shown in. And he purrs - ]
Please, sit down. Tell me about how you'd like to make money.
3. kicking some grass; De Chima
[ Mark doesn't like to practice where he can be seen. Definitely not. So when he's worked up and anxious, he goes out far away from his family, far away from the people who know him, out into the forests of De Chima. On the unlikely off-chance that your character happens to wander by, they'll be treated to a very strange sight: a small fat man vigorously practicing a judo kata, face miserable, before punching a tree. He turns as soon as he hears them, though, eyes flashing with anger as he snarls - ]
What the hell are you doing here? Go away.
4. fuck it; anywhere
[ Mark's eating ice cream. Come have ice cream. ]
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Are you, uh...Are you all three involved with each other? Or is it...Is there some division?
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[ She glances at him sideways with a smile. ] Do you want to ask how it all works?
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[ He coughs with surprise. Cordelia is...gay? Bisexual, rather? He...had no idea. He knew all about Aral, of course, but - ]
Uh...I - I think I do want to ask. Yes. Just don't be too... [ Betan. He shrugs helplessly. ]
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And yes, I'll try not to be too Betan about it.
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[ He did. Apparently, he was wrong. Internally, he reflects that it's a bit too late; Cordelia is already too Betan about the whole thing.
Oh, well. ]
Yeah...I mean. I always heard - [ Was taught - ] That Count Vorkosigan - [ That's differentiated from Lord Vorkosigan; in Mark's head, Count Vorkosigan is Galen's fiction, Lord Vorkosigan the true man here. ] Took...liberties. [ Translation: did things like cheat on his wife because he had no respect for the sanctity of marriage. ] So I assumed.
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Did you still assume that of the man you've met here? After you started thinking of him as your father?
no subject
No. Or - I don't know. [ After all, does the peculiar arrangement with Tex count as taking liberties? But after a moment, he affirms: ] No.
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Someone more conservative, or at least more bigoted, might consider dalliances as taking liberties, but your father and I take consent very seriously.
no subject
Ma'am...
[ He falls silent, though. Because he's not really sure what to say. Finally, he comes up with something that's painfully earnest: ]
I think what matters is - everyone being happy. Right?
[ That's a genuine request for confirmation, because he simply doesn't know. Are my instincts correct? ]
Are you all happy?
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Yes, love. We're happy.
no subject
[ They've finally arrived at what Mark dragged her out to see. There's a greenhouse up now - a really classy one, aesthetically pleasing, not functional but decorative - not the sort of greenhouse you use to raise plants for sale, but the sort that you sit in and enjoy the plantlife. (Mark paid someone with impeccable taste rather a lot of money to build it. Naturally.) Inside, once he opens the doors, is the beginnings of a very respectable collection of very nice plantlife. From the beds set out in the greenhouse, and the way everything is arranged, with a bit more attention and a few more months, this could be a quite riotous space full of life.
He glances shyly at Cordelia. ]
I, uh...They told me that Virginia gets cold in the winter, and the plants mostly freeze. So I thought this might be nice to have. So that there'll still be some greenery even in the depths of winter.