Entre estas ruinas

I have been looking for my own room for some time among these ruins. I couldn't say how long, but now I've come out into what must have been a garden.... Coral Bracho Santiago Palomo Reyes | 27 | Medium Dependent RP Blog for Legion of Hetalians

[fixingfinn]

[has a stack of literally twenty parcels, all of them brightly wrapped and sporting various shipping labels] [sitting in the foyer, waiting] I swear t’god, if the UPS dude ghosts me I’ll flip.

[brainhum-blog]

That’s a lotta presents.

[he’s currently sporting a hideous Christmas sweater with the boob cut out of it] [at least he has the courtesy to make his nipple look sort of like a reindeer. Complete with googly eyes!] [he’s also adding whiskey to an already half-empty bottle of eggnog, like an animal]

[deijudicium-blog]

Hey, uh, you look. Kinda familiar? Have I seen you before?

Hm? [ She glances up from where she was trying to reach a book that is most definitely not where she is able to reach it. ]

… Have you gone to court for a major crime, lately? 

[brainhum-blog]

deijudicium:

[While she’s used to shirtless castmates and wily defendants, this is still a bit different, and enough to make her sputter.]

I-I’m so sorry. I wasn’t thinking. Let me ah- [And she’s running off to find a towel.]

It’s okay it’s fine I’m fine.

[he’s still attempting to (with little success) hide a row of washers] [he’s too tall though] [he ends up crouching behind until only his eyes poke out over the top of the washer like a weirdo]

[deijudicium-blog]

Hey, uh, you look. Kinda familiar? Have I seen you before?

Hm? [ She glances up from where she was trying to reach a book that is most definitely not where she is able to reach it. ]

… Have you gone to court for a major crime, lately? 

[brainhum-blog]

deijudicium:

[Holy shit is this guy okay.]

Ack! That’s, oh my gosh that’s a lot- [She promptly removes Santiago from his shirt with little difficulty, throwing it in the sink.]

[well that was] [unexpected] [he goes ahead and covers his impressive rack with his arms, blushing furiously and trying very hard to hide behind some of the washers]

That’s-- okay then. This is fine.

[it was not fine]

[deijudicium-blog]

Hey, uh, you look. Kinda familiar? Have I seen you before?

Hm? [ She glances up from where she was trying to reach a book that is most definitely not where she is able to reach it. ]

… Have you gone to court for a major crime, lately? 

[brainhum-blog]

deijudicium:

[Her face suggests that she is not convinced.]

Alright, alright, I’ll believe you! And uh, prewashing is when you pre-treat a particularly stained garment prior to putting it in the wash. Works well for coffee spills. [Or alcohol.]

deijudicium:

[Her face suggests that she is not convinced.]

Alright, alright, I’ll believe you! And uh, prewashing is when you pre-treat a particularly stained garment prior to putting it in the wash. Works well for coffee spills. [Or alcohol.]

[he can tell she’s not convinced so he Panics]

Oh! Oh, okay so you just–

[he haphazardly grabs some bleach from one of the shelves that holds all the laundry chemicals] [and spills it all over the front of his shirt by accident] [good job]

Fuck.

[deijudicium-blog]

Hey, uh, you look. Kinda familiar? Have I seen you before?

Hm? [ She glances up from where she was trying to reach a book that is most definitely not where she is able to reach it. ]

… Have you gone to court for a major crime, lately? 

[brainhum-blog]

deijudicium:

Darling. [She’s somewhat thankful her curious self-learned how to use a washing machine, and comes over, lightly bumping Santiago with her hip to move him out of the way.]

This is for prewashing. You just it like any other front loader.

I knew that!

[he did not know that] [to be honest, he wasn’t actually sure what prewashing was, let alone that there were actual washers for that]

... What’s prewashing?

[deijudicium-blog]

Hey, uh, you look. Kinda familiar? Have I seen you before?

Hm? [ She glances up from where she was trying to reach a book that is most definitely not where she is able to reach it. ]

… Have you gone to court for a major crime, lately? 

[brainhum-blog]

deijudicium:

[She leans against the side of one of the washing machines, blinking slowly, much like a sleepy cat.]

It’d be a terrible shame, I think. As long as you don’t break anything in here, I doubt that you’ll ever have to pay. I’m, assuming that you know how to do laundry? The machines are a bit high tech, but nothing one can’t work out with some time. 

Pffft of-- of course I know how to use these! You just.... Open the--

[wait there were two doors??? they were one of those washers???] [the fuck] [he gingerly opens the door on top and looks inside]

--the top? Door? And throw your laundry in and then you just... you know.

[he is not doing well at demonstrating his knowledge of laundry appliances]

[catmeme-moved]

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[deijudicium-blog]

Hey, uh, you look. Kinda familiar? Have I seen you before?

Hm? [ She glances up from where she was trying to reach a book that is most definitely not where she is able to reach it. ]

… Have you gone to court for a major crime, lately? 

[brainhum-blog]

deijudicium:

Ah, no no! [She grins, turning to look at the other over her shoulder.] [Her smile is a bit brighter, a bit more lively.]

Since you live here, you have absolute access. It’s quite nice, I’ve found. Though I’d suggest babysitting your articles, or they may be pilfered. Just provide your own detergent, and this place is all your’s. [Down a hall, and she’s leading the other to a modest laundry room.] 

These are good for heavy duty materials. There are lighter machines in your rooms. 

[Oh dang] [oh dang!! oh no!!! she’s cute!!!!] [what do!!!!!?]

Well-- uh-- that’s good! Be kind of a bummer if I had to pay t’do my laundry in my own house-- uh, not my house but. You know what I mean.

[he drums his fingers against the top of one of the washing machines and laments the fact that he has no idea how any of them work] [this is not the type of washer he is used to] [laundry gods have mercy on his soul]

[deijudicium-blog]

Hey, uh, you look. Kinda familiar? Have I seen you before?

Hm? [ She glances up from where she was trying to reach a book that is most definitely not where she is able to reach it. ]

… Have you gone to court for a major crime, lately? 

[brainhum-blog]

deijudicium:

Sentimental value, I do suppose. I’ve had some odder things I’ve signed, but I like pictures and just little, tokens. [A gentle smile follows.]

Oh! I can show you that easily. It’s downstairs, follow me? 

[he never thought of it that way] [huh] [wild] [at least he had some kind of semi-smooth recovery to fall back on] [and now he knows where the laundry room is; win-win]

Do I need coins to use the laundry room or...?

[dailyraccoons]

[deijudicium-blog]

Hey, uh, you look. Kinda familiar? Have I seen you before?

Hm? [ She glances up from where she was trying to reach a book that is most definitely not where she is able to reach it. ]

… Have you gone to court for a major crime, lately? 

[brainhum-blog]

deijudicium:

[AUDIBLE SIGH OF RELIEF] Oh, thank goodness. I don’t mean to sound rude to you, I just, too many people coming into my office asking when I really should be doing work. It’s difficult. 

[Bobs her head] Of course, of course. Ah, did you need help finding something, by any chance?

Autographs are dumb anyways. It’s a piece of paper with someone’s name on it -- what is so special about it? 

[shit] [uh] [quick, Santi, think of something]

Uhm-- do you.... know where..... the laundry room is?

[smooth recovery]

[dailyraccoons]

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[deijudicium-blog]

Hey, uh, you look. Kinda familiar? Have I seen you before?

Hm? [ She glances up from where she was trying to reach a book that is most definitely not where she is able to reach it. ]

… Have you gone to court for a major crime, lately? 

[brainhum-blog]

deijudicium:

[Owlish blinking.] I erm, I was an actress for many years on American shows. Law and Order, if you recognize that one? Or The X-Files? [The concept of Judge Judy makes her wrinkle up her nose.]

I really do not want to sign any autographs, if that is your hope.

Oh! Oh no no-- I don’t want your autograph--

[that sounded less rude in his head] [help]

-- uhm. I just thought you looked familiar and wondered why that was. Thank you for answering my question!

[he isn’t sure if thanking her is something he’s supposed to do but it sounds polite? And politeness is a good thing] [or so he’s heard]

[deijudicium-blog]

Hey, uh, you look. Kinda familiar? Have I seen you before?

Hm? [ She glances up from where she was trying to reach a book that is most definitely not where she is able to reach it. ]

… Have you gone to court for a major crime, lately? 

[brainhum-blog]

deijudicium:

[She nods, patient as can be, before raising an eyebrow at the other’s antics.]

Anya, yes. I do believe you assisting me in retrieving a book that was unfairly moved to a shelf I cannot reach. Though, I think that line of inquiry is worn out. Is there something else you’d rather talk about?

Uuuuh. Oh! Yeah you look kinda familiar. Have you ever been on TV? Like... one of those courthouse press videos or somethin’? Or like... Judge Judy?

[he swears he’s seen her before on TV] [maybe on Dateline? Did she do a televised interview at some point?] [maybe he’s confused... he hopes not]

I guess it, uhm, doesn’t matter.

[deijudicium-blog]

Hey, uh, you look. Kinda familiar? Have I seen you before?

Hm? [ She glances up from where she was trying to reach a book that is most definitely not where she is able to reach it. ]

… Have you gone to court for a major crime, lately? 

[brainhum-blog]

deijudicium:

[She takes this volume, looking over it before smiling. Really, she’s almost beaming.]

Yes! This is it. Not sure why it’s up here, I’m the only one who reads it. Maybe Anya took a look and moved it up here when she was done. 

[oh no] [oh no she’s cute] [oh no oh shit]

Anya...? ... OH. Oh the... legion coordinator. Oh.

...What were we talking about again?

[deijudicium-blog]

Hey, uh, you look. Kinda familiar? Have I seen you before?

Hm? [ She glances up from where she was trying to reach a book that is most definitely not where she is able to reach it. ]

… Have you gone to court for a major crime, lately? 

[brainhum-blog]

deijudicium:

I think I can– Oh. [She’s handed the book and stares at the cover.]

I um, this isn’t the book I wanted, I’m sorry to say. 

[oops]

Sorry.

[he actually grabs the right book from the shelf this time and hands it to her]

I think that’s the right one?

[deijudicium-blog]

Hey, uh, you look. Kinda familiar? Have I seen you before?

Hm? [ She glances up from where she was trying to reach a book that is most definitely not where she is able to reach it. ]

… Have you gone to court for a major crime, lately? 

[brainhum-blog]

Uh.... n.... no.... Do you need help with that?

[he doesn’t wait for a response before he snatches the wrong book from the shelf and hands it to her] [small oversight]