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[mischievousmalarkey]

every year i look at this account like ‘should i come back to this nerd??????’

ugh

god i wish i had the time

[mindfulmarksman]

[definitely not reciting eye of the tiger under his breath to psych himself up][it's really not helping] Here's goes nothing...[ends up knocking along to a beat and beat boxing]

[he opens up the door, a bit bleary-eyed, and blinks]

Luka! [for a moment he’s forgotten to be awkward and he fixes him with this almost upset frown] Where on earth have you been? You can’t just vanish whenever the hell you want to, I thought you died or became a hermit–

[mindfulmarksman]

…what?!

[he bursts out laughing] Since when have I ever played the trumpet?

[mischievousmalarkey]

I really thought you played the trumpet okay? What do you play? I feel like you can play an instrument I just don’t know which one-- [puts his fingers to his temple] Tomos’ brain tell me your secrets--

[fortisengram-deactivated2017122]

//Blinks groggily, bundling herself up in her blanket a bit more// 

Why are you– I’m not going to ask. //Shakes her head a little bit, before flopping back into her chair// Just bad dreams, don’t worry too much about it. It’ll pass, and I’ll probably wander back to bed in a few minutes. 

[mischievousmalarkey]

Hey, I wanna here all about it. [sits on the edge of the couch] I’m all yours. Tell me what’s been haunting you.

[dealcalino-archive-blog]

Hello hello, welcome to the mansion! [extends a hand] I'm Luka, and you are?

[these people are so friendly-]

Abel Ortega, nice to meet’cha! [he shakes his hand back with an overly firm grasp, giving him an enthusiastic clap on the back]

[dealcalino-archive-blog]

Didn’t know that there was a bar around here. They ought to have road signs for all of the things that are here, it’s like an amusement park or somethin’. [snorts] I was expecting some bedrooms and a couple living rooms, not a luxury retreat for the powered.

[mischievousmalarkey]

They really do- It would probably make things so much easier. [shakes his head] You didn’t see the new promotional pamphlets? I’m pretty sure they screamed hotel. 

[mindfulmarksman]

[definitely not reciting eye of the tiger under his breath to psych himself up][it's really not helping] Here's goes nothing...[ends up knocking along to a beat and beat boxing]

[he opens up the door, a bit bleary-eyed, and blinks]

Luka! [for a moment he’s forgotten to be awkward and he fixes him with this almost upset frown] Where on earth have you been? You can’t just vanish whenever the hell you want to, I thought you died or became a hermit–

[mindfulmarksman]

[how dramatic] [not that he’s surprised, really] [raises his eyebrows] Do you even still play the piano, Luka?

[mischievousmalarkey]

For performances. I don’t have time to really practice anymore, what with work nowadays. [shrugs a little bit] Don’t you....play the trumpet?

[fortisengram-deactivated2017122]

//The clatter makes her jump a bit, and she sleepily turns her head to look over the other’s face// //Just sort of reaches out and pats his hair//

Hey Luka. //Yawns// Couldn’t sleep. What’re you doing up-? 

[mischievousmalarkey]

[he blinks because why is this chick calling me Luka who the heck is Luka]

Just this and that. Working on making a gauntlet from simple household materials. What about you? [leans in a little closer] What’s been keeping you up darling?

[starbright-starlight-blog1]

The idea of genies are simply hilarious and unlikely. Wizards I understand, they are still human. And shapeshifters as well. But Genies. Those are an entire different thing! No no, I’m actually a star.

[mischievousmalarkey]

...So you can understand all those other things, cause they’re still human, but you don’t believe in genies, which is definitely not as likely as a star. Down on Earth. That appears to be human.

[fortisengram-deactivated2017122]

//She’d slept for a few hours, but now she’s up again// //She’s wandering about with a blanket pushed over her shoulders, and ends up sitting in an armchair, staring out an open window and listening to the static of the radio// 

I should probably be more concerned than I actually am about not sleeping. 

[mischievousmalarkey]

[was walking by with his arms full of machine parts][but upon spotting a girl with legs up to his chin it’s about time to skip business and rush right into pleasure][drops all the pieces]

[walks over to the arm chair and leans against it] Hey there beautiful. Couldn’t help noticing you’re alone right now-- need some company~?

[dealcalino-archive-blog]

Hello hello, welcome to the mansion! [extends a hand] I'm Luka, and you are?

[these people are so friendly-]

Abel Ortega, nice to meet’cha! [he shakes his hand back with an overly firm grasp, giving him an enthusiastic clap on the back]

[dealcalino-archive-blog]

Oh yeah, I managed to find that myself after accidentally walking by it four times. I came in last night pretty late, got my stuff moved in. So I’ve been there at least, and I know where basics are.

[mischievousmalarkey]

Other than that, there’s really not much to learn. Just remember that bathrooms are down the hall, and that the kitchen and the bar are on the first floor. [taps his chin] Actually, they really need to just put up a directory for this place. It would make it easier on everybody.

[thetraditionalweatherman-blog]

Yeah. He was real sorry about it though. Last time I heard, he was dating someone here. I think he still hates me actually. [Shrugs] 

[mischievousmalarkey]

Why would he hate you? It’s good that you stopped the bomb right? No worries. [shrugs as well] And if he’s dating someone I wouldn’t be surprised, not if it’s who I think it is.

[mindfulmarksman]

[definitely not reciting eye of the tiger under his breath to psych himself up][it's really not helping] Here's goes nothing...[ends up knocking along to a beat and beat boxing]

[he opens up the door, a bit bleary-eyed, and blinks]

Luka! [for a moment he’s forgotten to be awkward and he fixes him with this almost upset frown] Where on earth have you been? You can’t just vanish whenever the hell you want to, I thought you died or became a hermit–

[mindfulmarksman]

[the first things that popped up in his head are ‘are you jealous’ and ‘not as weird as you liking your dad’ and now he’s slapping himself inwardly for it] [luckily enough, he’s not that easy to read]

Yeah, that’s kind of weird. What grade were you in when you had her?

[mischievousmalarkey]

[shaaaaaade]

Uhhhh first and second year of secondary school! She taught piano. And I, of course, was an exceptional student-- [pretends to flip his hair] Not that it’s any surprise.

[dealcalino-archive-blog]

Hello hello, welcome to the mansion! [extends a hand] I'm Luka, and you are?

[these people are so friendly-]

Abel Ortega, nice to meet’cha! [he shakes his hand back with an overly firm grasp, giving him an enthusiastic clap on the back]

[dealcalino-archive-blog]

I haven’t met her yet, actually. A map’d be useful. I got a tour from one guy - Toris? - but I can only remember so much at one time. It’ll take time gettin’ used to this place.

[mischievousmalarkey]

Yeah I know how you feel-- A place this big takes some getting used to. Have you at least been shown the way to your room by now?

[starbright-starlight-blog1]

[takes his hand and shakes it with quite a bit of enthusiasm] Nice to meet you mate.

And pshhhhh [giggles letting go of his hand to cover her mouth] No no, genies. That’s funny. Genies don’t exist! 

[mischievousmalarkey]

Neither are flying guys or wizards or shape shifters, and yet we got a people like that right here in the mansion! Or did-- I think the wizard left. And the shape shifter. But you never know what doesn’t exist anymore--

[dealcalino-archive-blog]

Hello hello, welcome to the mansion! [extends a hand] I'm Luka, and you are?

[these people are so friendly-]

Abel Ortega, nice to meet’cha! [he shakes his hand back with an overly firm grasp, giving him an enthusiastic clap on the back]

[dealcalino-archive-blog]

[chuckles] That’s a relief. Figured it would either be this way, or the absolute oppoiste. Glad to see that most people are pretty friendly! It’s been nothing but a warm welcome. Only thing that’s been giving me trouble is my sense of direction.

[mischievousmalarkey]

Sense of direction? I’m assuming Anya hasn’t given you the map of this place yet?

[mischievousmalarkey]

[currently disassembling the microwave] I bet this is Dad’s fault for that party I threw last week...sure, let’s just strand your own kid in America! Never mind that you haven’t been anywhere in America except New York! This was a great idea!

[mindfulmarksman]

[definitely not reciting eye of the tiger under his breath to psych himself up][it's really not helping] Here's goes nothing...[ends up knocking along to a beat and beat boxing]

[he opens up the door, a bit bleary-eyed, and blinks]

Luka! [for a moment he’s forgotten to be awkward and he fixes him with this almost upset frown] Where on earth have you been? You can’t just vanish whenever the hell you want to, I thought you died or became a hermit–

[mindfulmarksman]

You came to the right place, I can help you for sure with that. [and then he pauses] Your soon-to-be mum?

[mischievousmalarkey]

Cool, I’ll bring them in here. [chuckles and looks over at him] Dad proposed to his girlfriend while he was recovering, she said yes. It’s kinda weird because she was my old teacher and all but at least I already know her.

[mischievousmalarkey]

m!a time: you are now your 2p for the next three days

My what-- [poof]

...Oooookay, this is...weird. And new. And weird--