Open Log

[wellsuited]

Who: EVERYONE. Seriously, everyone.
When: Forward-dated to tomorrow night.
Where: A large building that had once been damaged, but has now been repaired. (Directions provided to anyone who needed them.)
Format: Action, paragraph, multiple threads, past, present. AKA whatever you'd like.
What: A little party to mix business and pleasure.
Warnings:

Comments

/closes her eyes and dives in. >.<

[wellsuited]

[She did not fit the profile of a party animal, but for good reason. Before coming to Anatole, Elena had never been to a party in her life. She hadn't even taken part in the monthly Turk poker tournament. Why socialize or have fun when you could be on the clock instead? Overtime. Now there was a good time.

Since coming to Anatole, she hadn't done much better. But she did at least go to the occasional shindig, mostly looking for opportunities and free food. That was another thing she was bad at -- letting go of ivories for herself, even when it came to necessities.

And now here she was...actually throwing the party for a change. And what was Elena doing at her party? Drinking punch and watching the door, ready to pounce the next person who came through it.]

/CANNONBALLS! 8D

[looseleafbook]

[She can pounce on the squeaky clean handyman she's had for the past few hours? Lavi grins and gives her a little salute.]

And here I thought I'd be fashionably late but I see the party's just getting started.

/SPLASHED!

[wellsuited]

[Handyman spotted!]

Lavi!

[Elena was on her feet quickly...perhaps a little too quickly if the clatter of her falling chair was any indication. She blinks back at it before returning her attention to him.]

The sun room looks incredible!

[A thoughtful tilt of her head.]

It almost makes me wish I'd had the party during the day...

:3

[looseleafbook]

[He chuckles a little and picks the poor thing back up, setting it up for anyone else to sit in.]

Thanks, Elena. Though I'm just hoping it'll stand up to any kind of treatment you put it through. Just no more dragons, yeah?

[A playful wink, hard to tell with the eye-patch, since the dragon wasn't her fault. Anyone's really.]

Don't worry about that, yeah? You've got a ton of opportunities in the future to have guests over to enjoy it.

[wellsuited]

No more dragons.

[Elena repeats the words, almost like a promise.]

And I'll be careful with it. You did a good job. I wouldn't just trample all over it.

[She smiles a little before glancing around the large, open room.]

Can I ask you something? If you were me, what would you...do with this place?

[looseleafbook]

Heh, thanks. I'd keep an eye on it just in case there are any problems. Not quite sure about how handy I am with glass as opposed to wood.

[At the question he pauses and looks around.] Well... You could do several things with it, make it in to a theater or a bar. Even a gallery if there are more than a few artists roaming around.

Might be able to make it into a studio if you're into martial arts or weapons training. [Grins and rubs at the back of his head.] Sorry if these are things you've heard before. But personally... I dunno, if it was mine I might make it into a library.

[wellsuited]

No, actually...

[She trials off, taking another, slower look around.]

Actually, I hadn't heard any of those thins. Well, I'd heard 'bar' before. So...I guess I can't say that I hadn't heard any, because I'd heard one.

[Elena pauses and nibbles her bottom lip thoughtfully.]

I was thinking maybe...a game room. Someplace where people could have fun and talk.

[Her brown eyes flash back to Lavi.]

I like talking, in case you hadn't noticed. But maybe you don't? If you'd make it into a library, I mean. Talking isn't exactly encouraged in libraries.

[looseleafbook]

[Ponders.] Game room might work. Definitely got the room for a lot of games to be had in here.

[Of what kind...Lavi's not entirely sure. In his time there aren't very many aside from card games and while you can fit a lot of tables in here, he's not sure how many folks enjoy cards. Aside from Allen. And he might get banned.]

Well see that's the beauty of having your own library, you get to make the rules. Doesn't have to be quiet and you can always section off part of it with walls to make a quiet section.

[wellsuited]

[When she thinks of games, she really only thinks of one - mahjong. But it's true that it would take a lot more than that.]

Well. I guess I'll keep thinking. It's been empty ever since I bought it, so I guess it can be empty for just a little while longer.

[She smiles a bit. Nods. But the wheels continue to turn for a few seconds more.]

You must really like books...

[Elena trails off, tilting her head as she studies him. Almost like she's trying to learn more from appearance alone.]

I'm guessing you're smart too.

[looseleafbook]

[Beloved mahjong! ♥ No idea if Lavi'd know how to play, possibly since Bookman is Chinese.]

Might come up with a better idea for it in the meantime, yeah?

[Sheepish sort of laugh and he rubs at his head.] Yeah, I grew up reading all sorts of books. I'm a Bookman apprentice, history is my thing.

[wellsuited]

Bookman apprentice?

[When he mentions that he likes history, she can't resist a sheepish laugh.]

I'm the same way...sorta. At least I used to read old reports all the time. I even-

[She stops to take a quick glance around them, continuing only when she's sure no one else is within earshot.]

I snuck a few peeks at classified stuff.

[looseleafbook]

It's just a special historian title at my home. Don't think we're anywhere else. [And he's not sure how much he's allowed to spill so he leaves it at that all the time.]

You learn new things from the past, what not to repeat. I don't blame you, Elena. [Grins slyly at that.] Someone has to keep the rest of your friends from being left in the dark.

[wellsuited]

Exactly!

[Elena smiles back at him, but that smile slowly fades.]

You know...sometimes those reports? They told a very different story.

[She sighs a little, but Elena decided a long time ago to not think about it too much. It put her loyalty at risk.]

I guess that's the good thing about being the winner, right? Sometimes you get to re-write history.

[looseleafbook]

[That...actually touches on what Lavi does. He records the absolute truth so he knows what she's talking about.]

They do that more often than you'd be comfortable with, Elena. Writing history to favor them.

[wellsuited]

Lavi?

[She blinks at him. Something about his expression, his aura...it suddenly seems, well, less than festive.]

I'm sorry, I'm not very good company. I'm much better to work with than...socialize with.

[looseleafbook]

[He gives her a little smile and a slight head shake.] I'm fine.

And so're you, Elena. Some folks just aren't naturally social, you have to work at it is all. Try stories with funny endings, or asking about what others like to do.