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Apr 30, 2009 18:26

William had woken up at the usual, early time. He had, upon waking, the realization that he'd been wasting his mornings; all that prime, crisp early air ignored in favour of sitting in a stuffy island? Bugger that for a lark, he was going for a swim. And while the water was not a proper, bracing temperature - it was best if you had to break some ( Read more... )

plot: opposite plot, felix unger, briony tallis, david kenyon webster, marie antoinette, maladicta, william de worde

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dishabille_mal April 30 2009, 06:45:13 UTC

Maladicta had woken up fairly late, a byproduct she didn't entirely mind of spending part of her week doing the Night Watch. She'd dressed and headed out for the day and come, rather unfortunately, across the Postmaster's wife, who had actually managed to scare her a little bit. She'd walked away from the encounter knowing something was horribly wrong in a very familiar way, but still harboring some hope that the rest of the people she gave a fang about weren't affected.

After all, she wasn't, and she certainly had been last time. Shenlong at her side, she'd made a beeline for the Times office, and found a paper along the way ( ... )

dogbitesman April 30 2009, 06:49:47 UTC

"There's my darling amaranth!" William crowed, changing direction to purposefully head towards her, with the intent of sweeping her into his arms for a big welcoming smooch.

A man had to appreciate how lucky he was, after all.

dishabille_mal April 30 2009, 06:52:03 UTC

Shenlong came up short in the sand and made a quiet, abortive noise of utter confusion, tilting his head to the side. Maladicta had substituted making a similar sound with going a bit rigid, eyes going wide and utterly round.

"Er," she replied.

dogbitesman April 30 2009, 06:54:39 UTC

William dropped back from the kiss, giving her upper arm a tight squeeze before dropping to his knees to ruffle Shenlong's fur.

"It's a pity you slept in, you could've come swimming with me. It was smashing! Well, most of it."

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oscaroscaroscar April 30 2009, 07:48:26 UTC

For once, Felix was making the most of his day. It seemed like he spent all his time around here cleaning or complaining about his sinuses and never took the time to enjoy the fact that hey, he was in a tropical paradise. No tedious job, no annoying roommate, no nagging ex-wife, no alimony payments... it was amazing!

It was wandering his way up one of the beaches, enjoying the feel of the cool water seeping through his shoes (in retrospect, he probably should have taken them off first, but why bother now?) and enjoying a large, hastily-made boar meat sandwich, that he ran into someone else who seemed to be digging things just as much as he was.

"Heya," he said casually through a mouthful of sandwich, giving a little wave. "Just hacking around, eh, buddy?"

dogbitesman April 30 2009, 07:50:24 UTC

"Sure am, my good man," William said, placing his hand firmly in the air as he waved back. "Taking in this splendid island we have at our disposal. Good eats?"

oscaroscaroscar April 30 2009, 07:54:53 UTC

"Oh yeah, it's great," Felix nodded, still chewing all the while and thrusting the sandwich forward towards the guy. "'S boar. Want a bite?"

dogbitesman April 30 2009, 07:56:48 UTC

"Ooh, don't know if I do, sport," William said, pursing his lips and frowning at it. "Boar flu, you know?"

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thewordofweb April 30 2009, 11:26:24 UTC

I'm about to tear hair off my head at this point and though he knew it was probably stupid to even question it, he had an issue in hand when he found William. "There are no such thing as landsharks!" I blurt out with severe frustration. "That's just...that's...that's the stupidest thing I've ever heard!"

dogbitesman May 1 2009, 06:44:48 UTC

"Whoa, there. Chill out, Websy," William said, shaking his head and holding up his hands. "How do you even know? You can't prove there's no such thing as landsharks."

thewordofweb May 1 2009, 12:59:27 UTC

I thought I'd heard all the cringe-worthy nicknames, but when 'Websy' tumbles off his lips, I know I'm wrong. "I research this. This might as well be my career and sharks cannot suddenly adapt to land. There are. No. Such. Things. As. Landsharks!" I plead, basically fighting to keep my sanity at this point.

dogbitesman May 2 2009, 02:27:46 UTC

"Maybe in your universe," William said stubbornly, folding his arms. "I bet you don't believe in world turtles, either."

He considered the fact there were no confirmed landsharks on the Disc either irrelevant.

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never_atone May 1 2009, 03:31:06 UTC

The beach was probably a terrible idea when she had some whiskey in her this early in the morning, but Briony couldn't be buggered to care. The day was finally starting to sort itself out, into something better than the dull disaster that was yesterday. And that could have been said before she found William de Worde on the beach.

She'd glanced over the paper, or the funny pages more like, and had been impressed. "I didn't know you had a sense of humor," she remarked, strolling towards her editor with a confident stride. A nice breeze would blow up her sundress and leave nothing to the imagination, but that was no reason to be cautious.

dogbitesman May 1 2009, 06:46:37 UTC

"Wotcher, Briors," William said, smiling cheerfully at her. "Well, I figured I couldn't be a stick-in-the-mud every day. Gets a bit boring, you know?"

never_atone May 5 2009, 02:40:42 UTC

"It does," Briony agreed, turning her smile a little sultry. "I feel the same way. My life around here's be so boring for so long. I'm going to try something new now."

dogbitesman May 5 2009, 03:18:02 UTC

"Smashing!" William said, with a single approving clap of his hands. "Good for you. What're you planning?"

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good2bthequeen May 2 2009, 03:08:53 UTC

Antoine had found one of the papers earlier and was now standing rather paranoidly on the beach, holding a very annoyed looking dog that very clearly needed to get down and soon. But if she let her down there one of those land things might get her. True, the young queen wasn't even certain what a normal shark was, but a land one was clearly much more of a threat to her beloved dog. Until the threat was over neither of them were taking any chances. Perhaps it would be safer if she found a boat... Or possibly if she climbed a tree... but that's where the masked people were apparently hiding...

She sighed and shifted the dog in her arms. Perhaps it would have been better to simply be less up to date on current affairs, but still happy, despite the looming threat of death from beneath her very feet.

dogbitesman May 2 2009, 03:15:28 UTC

"Hallo, there," William said, noting that presence of his brother's friend (so to speak) as he passed her on his stroll. He tipped his head to examine the dog. "I think your little pal there wants to get down and take a bit of a run, you know?"

good2bthequeen May 2 2009, 03:29:34 UTC

"I know." Antoine patted the dog on the head a few times, though it did little to calm the dog down. "And normally I would let her, but it simply isn't safe anymore." He sounded an awful lot like Rupert. Clearly this was the younger brother he had mentioned once or twice.

dogbitesman May 3 2009, 23:56:13 UTC

"It isn't?" William said, looking warily around. "What's making it unsafe?"

He seemed to have completely forgotten that he himself had warned everyone off the ground.