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revenance_rpg2013-01-04 11:08 am
shadearchivist) wrote in revenance_rpg2013-01-04 11:08 am
Home is the place where, when you have to go there,/They have to take you in.
Characters: Ienzo, Aeleus, Even, Namine, Xion, Bolin
Content: A family dinner
Location: The apartment above the tea shop, fourth district, Traverse Town
Time: Evening
Warnings: It's a family dinner with the basement crew, Namine, Xion, and Bolin. I think it stands as its own warning.
It wasn't as if it should be hard to remain civil with Even; they'd known each other for years and despite the unfortunate way in which Even had died (which of course would not be mentioned) and Ienzo's relative lack of feeling about it at the time, they were friends. Or coworkers, at least, which after ten years should have resembled friendship. It was just difficult to feel as if Even wasn't being ungrateful for one's efforts, though, even if the man hadn't said or done anything to indicate that he wasn't.
The rest of the company would be wholly welcome and pleasant, and Ienzo smiled impartially at everyone who had arrived. Namine and Aeleus were always good company and he didn't know anything bad of Xion or Bolin, though that might simply indicate that he needed to look harder.
At any rate, the table was set, there was a good deal of excellent food, and questionable-to-good company.
Content: A family dinner
Location: The apartment above the tea shop, fourth district, Traverse Town
Time: Evening
Warnings: It's a family dinner with the basement crew, Namine, Xion, and Bolin. I think it stands as its own warning.
It wasn't as if it should be hard to remain civil with Even; they'd known each other for years and despite the unfortunate way in which Even had died (which of course would not be mentioned) and Ienzo's relative lack of feeling about it at the time, they were friends. Or coworkers, at least, which after ten years should have resembled friendship. It was just difficult to feel as if Even wasn't being ungrateful for one's efforts, though, even if the man hadn't said or done anything to indicate that he wasn't.
The rest of the company would be wholly welcome and pleasant, and Ienzo smiled impartially at everyone who had arrived. Namine and Aeleus were always good company and he didn't know anything bad of Xion or Bolin, though that might simply indicate that he needed to look harder.
At any rate, the table was set, there was a good deal of excellent food, and questionable-to-good company.