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behappyhere2014-10-24 03:20 pm
fionnuisce) wrote in behappyhere2014-10-24 03:20 pm
[dated 10/3, open] // you say there's talk of revolution
[I CAN NOT BELIEVE I FLAT-OUT FORGOT TO DO THIS GOOD JOB NAO]
[In an apartment in London, Lord El-Melloi II was all but counting the remaining seconds he'd be allowed to work before an interruption. He accepted that sudden visitors were only natural these days, and ordinarily that didn't really stop him. However, he also accepted that some people were going to be intent on him doing anything other than work today.]
[Because today was October third, and Waver Velvet was twenty-nine years old. Or was it chronologically thirty? He really wasn't sure anymore if the year or so spent in the Tower should qualify, and didn't care to give the matter any deeper thought.]
[For the moment, all his thought was focused on the number of open books and loose paperwork on the table in front of him; off to the side was a map of Fuyuki City, marked heavily in red ink--most notably, circles around four locations and handwritten notes labeling them the Tohsaka house, the Ryuudou temple, a church, and a park. They really were running out of time, and the longer that some people insisted on Waver sleeping and eating like a normal human, the more time he wasted when he could be working on a plan. he still wasn't certain how to destroy an ancient corrupted artifact.]
[There was a feeling of dread creeping up on him entirely unrelated to Avenger today, however. he could just sense the abrupt interruption, whether it would be from a suddenly manifesting door or someone who was already in the apartment itself.]
[It was gonna be a long day.]
[In an apartment in London, Lord El-Melloi II was all but counting the remaining seconds he'd be allowed to work before an interruption. He accepted that sudden visitors were only natural these days, and ordinarily that didn't really stop him. However, he also accepted that some people were going to be intent on him doing anything other than work today.]
[Because today was October third, and Waver Velvet was twenty-nine years old. Or was it chronologically thirty? He really wasn't sure anymore if the year or so spent in the Tower should qualify, and didn't care to give the matter any deeper thought.]
[For the moment, all his thought was focused on the number of open books and loose paperwork on the table in front of him; off to the side was a map of Fuyuki City, marked heavily in red ink--most notably, circles around four locations and handwritten notes labeling them the Tohsaka house, the Ryuudou temple, a church, and a park. They really were running out of time, and the longer that some people insisted on Waver sleeping and eating like a normal human, the more time he wasted when he could be working on a plan. he still wasn't certain how to destroy an ancient corrupted artifact.]
[There was a feeling of dread creeping up on him entirely unrelated to Avenger today, however. he could just sense the abrupt interruption, whether it would be from a suddenly manifesting door or someone who was already in the apartment itself.]
[It was gonna be a long day.]