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ya-ha-ha! 🍎 ([personal profile] bakedapple) wrote in [community profile] awashlogs2018-12-08 08:26 am
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WHO: Link, quest partners, and you!
WHAT: December catch-all
WHEN: Throughout December
WHERE: Various
WARNINGS: None, will update as needed

((if you wanna do something with Link let me know, or hey even tag with your own starter if you want! you can contact me by PM or [plurk.com profile] lazdo!))
apocalypticist: (❥ use all your well-learned politesse)

[personal profile] apocalypticist 2018-12-11 12:18 am (UTC)(link)
I'm fine; thanks for your concern. [ He says politely, if a bit guarded. Link's concern is completely unwarranted, but he supposes that this is better than people interrupting his reading with singing.

He's about to ask him to leave when the sound of a window swinging open and juddering against the outside wall can be heard somewhere from the second floor; perhaps the suspicious thing couldn't enter the house through the chimney due to the lit fireplace and had to find an alternate way in. ]
apocalypticist: (❥ i'm a man of wealth and taste)

[personal profile] apocalypticist 2018-12-12 11:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah. [ His eyes narrow and he half-turns to toss a glance toward the stairs. ] I don't have any housemates.

[ So it's looking likely that what Link saw just broke into his house. Something that's potentially dangerous, which is why Ryo isn't rushing upstairs. ]
apocalypticist: (❥ from the mount of god)

[personal profile] apocalypticist 2018-12-17 12:44 am (UTC)(link)
That would be appreciated. [ He does in no way need the help, but if nothing else Link can be used as bait. ]

Let's go.

[ With that, he starts walking up the stairs with quick steps, the fifth step creaking as he places his foot on it. As soon as he reaches the second floor, he disappears into his bedroom and returns a few seconds later holding his rifle. ]
apocalypticist: (❥ so i threw you to the earth)

[personal profile] apocalypticist 2018-12-19 11:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Good idea. Ryo moves as silently as possible toward the next door and pushes it open. He's immediately greeted by a cold draft of air coming from the open window in the room and he cautiously pokes his head inside, fingers curling tighter around his rifle as he flicks his gaze around to search for movement.

For a moment, it doesn't seem like the intruder is there—but then he sees something in the periphery of his vision and he quickly ducks down to avoid the ice spell aimed at his head. ]