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Love's Labor Day Lost.
[Tarvek awakes to find himself gazing up at a cieling that isn't his own. He's memorized the plaster of his quite well already, having spent enough nights staring up at it, trying to ignore the presence of The Betty, and later of Luka. 'E's a gennemun, 'e is, an' not one to take advannage of a laidy, after all ( Read more... ) -
Regain 1
Tarvek goes to mailbox, mind really not on much of anything but the nights spent sleeping next to Ilsa...and the conundrum of Mayfield. He flips the lid open, reaches in...
...and removes a small cardboard box. He frowns, and cautiously, warily opens it.
Nestled in a handful of packing tissue, he finds a clean, new, neat little bit of a machine. ( Read more... ) -
At The Park, 4th of July
ACTION
[Tarvek has been shifting in and out of his own memories all day, alternating between an uneasy but convinced native Mayfield POV, and a frantic, panic-stricken Europan Spark-Prince convinced he's being mind-controled: which, of course, he is. He's seen Ilsa, but failed to accomplish much. He's taken part in baseball, sack races, picnic ( Read more... ) -
Fourth of July, Panic. 50% droned.
Tarvek wakes on the Fourth of July, a date that means only slightly more than nothing to him -- and that only because he's been told of it. Except today? Today, he knows what the Fourth of July Means To Him, because He is a Patriotic American! (And let's ignore the faint Romanian accent, shall we? He will, today. Some of today. The parts where ( Read more... ) -
Aftermath, Continued
[Phone Call, Locked to the DA]
[Tarvek is finally beginning to get angry. He's not a fast fury sort, and he's surprisingly peaceful given a chance, but he's got two dead friends laid out on his home-office sofa, and he's waiting to see if Mayfield has the grace to give them back now that it's had it's fun. He's the sort of fellow who wants ( Read more... ) -
The Aftermath
[Tarvek has found Ilsa, before her death. He was there for her. Now, he's placed her body in the passenger seat of his convertible, laid her out as well as he can, and he's preparing to track back along Bilko Boulevard, then make his way to his home, 1126 Taylor Road. He's been crying, but right now he's in a sort of cold, sad and angry place ( Read more... ) -
Back on the Doghouse Again...
[The doghouse in the backyard of 1126 Taylor Road is turning into Tarvek's personal little corner. He sits on the roof, with just enough shade from a shade tree, and just enough sun, and the doghouse has a flat peak, so he can sit comfortably cross-legged. He's there, today, far more sober than he's been in awhile, in more senses than one.]
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Mother's Day Event (No Response Needed -- Narrative connections)
[Tarvek Knows Nothing of Mother's Day. Waking up, he cheerfully showers, dresses, and proceeds to putter, failing to notice for the longest time that his drone wife, The Betty, is huddled in bed, pouting. Indeed, he himself never notices.]
[Instead he feels a tug at his sleeve. It's Catherine, his drone daughter (approx. 5), who had red hair and ( Read more... ) -
La-La-La! A Young Man's Drunken Spree, Complete With Vocals.
[The night is soft, and pleasant, and Tarvek's come home from a long day at the law partnership trying to understand even a fraction of how Mayfield law works...and from stopping at Ilsa's on the way home, where he ate good food, drank wonderful coffee...
And almost kissed a Real Live Woman.
He's in a terrible jangle, when he returns, and The Betty ( ( Read more... ) -
Hello, Neighbors, There's a New Sturmvoraus on the Block!
[It is a fine spring day, and Tarvek has chosen to attempt "back yard suburban living," a concept that has no parallels in his immediate experience. Thus, accompanied by two whirling red-headed children in googly horn-rim glasses that match his -- the elder technically too old at about 14 to be his son, not that Mayfield is paying that much ( Read more... )