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interstellar55552016-02-10 05:24 pm
iitrebel) wrote in interstellar55552016-02-10 05:24 pm
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3 ♊ Take your dark days
Who: Artolo Apemis and any Pride who will put up with him for an extended period of time
What: Art is going lion shopping. This is not slang of any sort. You've been invited.
When: Throughout the day of February 11th
Where: Roman's Animal Sanctuary
Warnings: None planned. Feel free to treat this as a mingle log
For there to be any extended space in Vista City, things tend to be... crowded. It's the obvious solution when a city gets big enough. Roman's Animal Sanctuary has the delightful honor of having established a space the size of a baseball field some time before the city swallowed it up. The problem became when they needed to expand, but simply couldn't.
The solution: Get with the times and build upwards.
With high ceilings on all floors meant to cycle through different times of day in accordance with actual daytime, enormous windows, and certain measures taken to mimic appropriate weather, Roman's is half a zoo (to help fund its upkeep) besides just being an animal sanctuary for various abused or abandoned animals of the more exotic sort.
This includes lions.
Coincidentally, lions are why you're here.
Somehow, one Artolo Apemis has invited you to go what he called "lion shopping" and that, as it turns out, is not slang even remotely. Roman's been alerted of this high profile visit from a bunch of Pride jackasses, and is more than happy to allow the musicians to check out some of the staff areas behind the scenes instead of just being stuck in the public areas. Yes, you can feed the publicly approved llamas and goats plus large animals with sharp teeth. Under strict supervision, of course.
What: Art is going lion shopping. This is not slang of any sort. You've been invited.
When: Throughout the day of February 11th
Where: Roman's Animal Sanctuary
Warnings: None planned. Feel free to treat this as a mingle log
For there to be any extended space in Vista City, things tend to be... crowded. It's the obvious solution when a city gets big enough. Roman's Animal Sanctuary has the delightful honor of having established a space the size of a baseball field some time before the city swallowed it up. The problem became when they needed to expand, but simply couldn't.
The solution: Get with the times and build upwards.
With high ceilings on all floors meant to cycle through different times of day in accordance with actual daytime, enormous windows, and certain measures taken to mimic appropriate weather, Roman's is half a zoo (to help fund its upkeep) besides just being an animal sanctuary for various abused or abandoned animals of the more exotic sort.
This includes lions.
Coincidentally, lions are why you're here.
Somehow, one Artolo Apemis has invited you to go what he called "lion shopping" and that, as it turns out, is not slang even remotely. Roman's been alerted of this high profile visit from a bunch of Pride jackasses, and is more than happy to allow the musicians to check out some of the staff areas behind the scenes instead of just being stuck in the public areas. Yes, you can feed the publicly approved llamas and goats plus large animals with sharp teeth. Under strict supervision, of course.
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Did the thing.
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You got your lions?
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Mattsun and Makki.
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I'm getting Cat Pit v2 all set up, and it'll be ready probably by next week. I should drag you there whenever we don't got shit to do. Better than holing away in the penthouse all the time with An breathing down our necks.
[Not to mention that Artolo doesn't trust shit to stay away from Tooru while he's on his own, but hey.]
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They're good names. Great for trouble makers.
I agree. This was nice. Thanks for dragging me out here.
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[...Wait what the fuck did he just say]
Friends, I mean.
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So, are we going to go see the trouble makers or what?
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[He makes a small noise of discontent. He really didn't like not being to move on his own]
But don't feel any rush to die, I like having you around.
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[Like the mature person he is, he pushes him particularly hard so that he can ride on the back for a second.]
I'm the asshole getting actual lions, after all.
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[They're called his feet, and their sturdiness is highly debatable.]
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[Excuse him hopping off to dig his feet into the ground and make an awkward turn that almost slams him into a fence NO BIG DEAL HERE]
We're okay!
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[He's screeching and laughing at the same time.]
Don't do that again you crazy asshole!
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[Leaning against the back of the chair, he pats Tooru's shoulder.]
We're still upright! Nothing else is broken. It's all fine!
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This must be what Iwa-chan puts up with.
[He smiles softly. It really isn't that bad. Iwa-chan's just no fun.]
Whatever, let's see Mattsun and Makki.
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[Pushing him along like a regular person, Artolo squeezes his shoulder again.]
...Probably see whatever loser you're thinking about at some point.
[It's awkward optimism that doesn't fit on his tongue, doesn't fit in his mouth, but he's trying, because Tooru has been through the ringer more than enough lately. He's not going to add to it.]
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[It would be nice to see Iwa-chan again. He misses his best friend, a deep yearning for Iwa-chan's company that's probably more than friendship, he wonders if it's romantic as well, because he doesn't have all the memories yet. Still, he's got Artolo, and he's more than enough.
He gives his 'rail -whatever that is- a smile over his shoulder]
Show me your fucking lions Double A
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[But here they are anyway, a relatively small enclosure where there are indeed a pair of lion cubs tumbling all over one another. Artolo stops the wheelchair in front of it, leaning around to undo the latch.]
Ta da.
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They're adorable.
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[Pausing, he glances down to him.]
Want to get out of your chair and sit with 'em or whatever?
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Yeah, might as well.
[he had left his crutches at home so he's a little wobbly as he walks over and sits next to the cubs]
Hey you little assholes
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Ha, little punkasses.
[He slips in as well, shutting the door behind him.]