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Henry Townshend (my_private_life) wrote in chaosunraveled,
@ 2008-05-03 16:38:00

Entry tags:

finished thread, frank, henry, rating: pg, setting: area around asgard

Pictures In an Exhibition
Who: Henry (Open to Asgard)
Where: Right Outside Asgard Mansion
When: Afternoon
Summary: Henry decides to take Metatron's suggestion and engage in a bit of photography around Asgard.

As strange as things were, there were always small things to bring a touch of normalcy to any situation. Henry had his photography. And Metatron had been right. It was a very pretty place, not that he'd doubted it. A heavenly realm had to have some interesting things to take pictures of, after all. And even though his own room offered very little chance to hang his pictures, he'd figure something out. Maybe he could hang them from the trees? He hoped his roommate wouldn't mind. But then again, Kamina had spray painted there door, so maybe he didn't mind a little personal redecorating....

It was easier to walk down the steps of the mansion and turn around, taking it as lines and angles and wood and glass than to dwell on where he was and why he was there. Or to think of it as...well, a mansion made by God. Henry wasn't particularly religious, but he'd always figured there had to be something out there. And that something had apparently decided he was a good candidate for fighting heavenly battles...

It was all a little too much. He shook his head as though to clear it and peered up at the mansion, camera in hand.

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franksunderland
2008-05-04 06:05 am UTC (link)

Frank walks by, carrying a glass tank.

"It's a lot prettier than South Ashfield Heights, isn't it? I'm... uh... getting stuff for my lizard."

He points to a tiny lizard in the corner of the tank. "Miss... Blythe let me let have this tank from the greenhouse."

"I guess I shouldn't insult that place... I know you had to live there but the management company never did much. But anyway... I hope you take some nice pictures. If we have to be stuck here at least, well... maybe I shouldn't say that."

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my_private_life
2008-05-04 06:18 am UTC (link)

Henry looked away from the mansion, a bit startled.

"Oh. Mr. Sunderland. Hi." He ran a hand through his hair, almost sheepishly. It was strange. He'd lived in Frank Sunderland's apartments for a little over two years, but now he felt like he didn't know what to say to the man. Not that he ever really knew what to say to anyone, but this was different.

"It's not that bad here." Which it wasn't. Strange and different - and loud, at least in Henry's room - but not bad. "And the building is beautiful - uh, that's why I stopped to get a picture. The overall architecture is Victorian, but the mansard roof on the tower is more consistent with Colonial design, especially in French influenced areas..." Henry trailed off, realizing it was doubtful that Mr. Sunderland really cared about historical architecture. But Henry had always been drawn to interesting architecture. It had been what caught his eye about South Ashfield Heights, come to think of it.

"Um. How's your lizard?"

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franksunderland
2008-05-04 06:51 am UTC (link)

Frank nodded. "Victorian, yeah. We had a little of that in Ashfield, in the middle of the city. Can't say I know much about Colonial, myself, but I'll take your word for it."

Henry was a smart man, it seemed. Frank had never really talked to him for that long, even though he was one of the nicer tenants. As the superintendent he had been pretty glad when he got someone quiet instead of another one like Braintree. But Frank wasn't so great at making friends, and he wasn't really certain he'd even seen any of Henry's photographs.

"I can't help wondering who built this place though. It had to be more than one person. I could ask someone, but maybe I'll just head over to the library later."

Frank hadn't finished high school, but he had become attracted to libraries since James had disappeared and that detective had mentioned Silent Hill. He tried not to talk about any of that to anyone back in Ashfield, but here it seemed like it might be important to tell.

He looked inside the tank again. "The lizard... seems OK. I thought of letting him go out here but he doesn't look scared. He just stares around a lot. I guess they do that. I wonder if I should name him or something. He's just a little thing..." Frank trailed off. He knew he sounded strange again, like he always did when he tried to talk to people. If there was a good side to this place, though, it was that nearly everyone seemed to have something strange about them.

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my_private_life
2008-05-04 07:01 am UTC (link)

"There's different types of Colonial," Henry began. There were really only three things he was any good at talking about, and buildings happened to be one of them. "American Colonial is the most common, but there's Dutch and French influenced. Just influenced, though, because it takes designs from French Provincial. But some people call Colonials with mansard roofs French Colonial. And I wonder if anyone built it..." He frowned slightly, turning his head to look in thought at the mansion. He knew he was rambling. Sometimes it really was easier not to say much at all.

"I mean, if this is really... if this place is really a place created by God, then maybe He just willed the mansion into being. I know nobody could have built the room I'm staying in." He shrugged. "I don't know. I guess I just try not to think about it that much." It was easier that way. But it was a good question. If God hadn't just poofed it into being, maybe angels had built it? Could angels build things? Well, if they could dance on the heads of pins, they probably could.

Philosophy wasn't one of Henry's strong points.

"Oh. Well, if you're going to keep him you should probably give him a name..."

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franksunderland
2008-05-04 07:17 am UTC (link)

"Well, I know what a mansard roof is at least?" said Frank hesitantly. Well, he had followed all of that, really, but he was no expert on architechture beyond repairing it and a little simple construction. But it was kind of interesting hearing Henry talk about it a little. And it reminded him of Earth, for better or worse.

"And I should have thought of that too, that nobody really needed to build it. I mean, I could build everything in my room but some of the other ones... yeah. But I think about it because... well, you have to think about where things are from. Or... I do." He probably wasn't making much sense. But he wanted to know. If someone did build it... were they still here somewhere? But if Someone could just make mansions with a thought, then why did he bring humans here to fight? For fun? And was that nice? But he wouldn't ask these things out loud, not here.

"I guess I should? I don't even really know if it's a he or a she though. Though if there's only one maybe it doesn't matter."

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my_private_life
2008-05-04 07:28 am UTC (link)

"I just like buildings," Henry said, lamely, by way of apologizing for rambling that way.

"Who knows how it was made? Other than, you know." It was weird, knowing for a fact that God existed. "I haven't seen any other rooms yet. I've heard about them, though. They sound... well, I've seen a lot of weird things, but..." He shook his head again. He really couldn't draw comparisons. The things he'd seen had been horrible. The things here were incredible.

"Well, the lizard probably doesn't care. If it has a boy name or a girl name, I mean." How did you even tell if a lizard was a boy or a girl? It looked like a he, but Henry supposed all reptiles looked male.

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franksunderland
2008-05-04 08:22 am UTC (link)

"I like them too. Buildings. Well, not South Ashfield Heights so much... but I'll just shut up about that to you. This place, well, maybe when I see more I won't believe it either."

"And I guess it doesn't matter. To the lizard, I mean. And maybe about where houses come from either."

It still did matter a little, to Frank, but he didn't want to sound like he was arguing with Mr. Townshend. He was nice man, besides being the only person here he knew, and this might just be the longest conversation they'd ever had. And Frank didn't want to sound stupid or crazy either.

"I hope you'll show me the pictures later." Should he ask that? Well, that was the point of pictures, showing them, wasn't it?

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my_private_life
2008-05-04 06:59 pm UTC (link)

"It was a good building," Henry mused, quietly. "It was just inside it that..." He looked away. There wasn't any reason to talk about that. He wasn't even sure if he knew how to talk about it. Least of all to Frank, who had been so much a part of it but hardly a part at all. But maybe he owed it to the man to tell him. Someday.

"If you ever find out where Asgard came from, let me know?" He finally turned back to Frank. "Oh, of course, Mr. Sunderland. I'd be glad to show you my pictures. You and your lizard." He didn't have anything else to do with them. And maybe Mr. Sunderland had a place to hang them.

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Ye are not alone!

strix
2008-05-04 08:47 pm UTC (link)

[A small black owl in resting high up in the leafy trees that line the Asgard property.]

Jesusfuck! Strix has been spying from the trees all fucking day, and the only thing she was getting was an earful of lizards and architecture. Who were these people? This was the best the other side had to offer?

She ruffled her feathers and set her head deeper into her chest. It was hard not to fall asleep. It was the middle of the day, after all. Way past her bedtime. They were so extremely dull...

She gave a small quiet hoot of dissatisfaction and continued to listen.

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franksunderland
2008-05-04 10:54 pm UTC (link)

"If I find out anything important, I'll certainly let you know."

Frank was about to point out that lizards probably didn't look at pictures, but then he realized that it was possibly a joke. He wasn't always perfect about jokes. He had a feeling Mr. Townshend wasn't either.

"And I'd like to see your pictures, any time. Meanwhile, I guess I'll go take care of, well, this..." He pointed at the tank. Now he was the crazy old lizard man, it looked like, but... he did kind of like the little thing, after all.

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my_private_life
2008-05-05 12:07 am UTC (link)

"I'd be happy to show you," Henry said, nodding a little. And he would be. He was good at pictures. Sometimes it was easier to say things with them than with words. "I figure... well, we're here, and there's so much to see that doesn't even exist back home, I'd like to be able to have reminders. Some things deserve to be remembered, I think." And it was easier to remember things when there was something to remind you of it.

Uh, do you need any help?" He didn't know much about lizards, but he wanted to make the offer. Mr. Sunderland was probably the closest thing he had to a friend here...

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franksunderland
2008-05-05 12:17 am UTC (link)

A shadow of grief crossed Frank's face for a moment. "Yes, things do deserve to be remembered. That's one reason people keep... things."

"I think I can do it by myself... I'm just getting some leaves and dirt and I guess I'll head over to the library later to see about what they eat."

Frank wondered if that seemed rude. It was nice of Henry to want to help, after all.

"But I'll be over there in the garden for a little bit if you finish up here... it's probably a nice place for pictures too. I haven't seen it yet but Miss Elliot says it's really pretty."

[OOC: Just trying to make this consistent with my other thread I just started... sorry if I made a mistake! I know I'm not supposed to be in two places at once so Frank heads off now, which I meant to specify before.]

Frank looked over into the corner of the garden for a moment. Something was... wrong... maybe. But he couldn't say so to Henry. He had scared Miss Galvin back in South Ashfield Heights and that wasn't the only time he'd done that, and he didn't want to make those mistakes here again. Even if something was wrong, well, there were a lot of things wrong here and there probably wasn't much to do about any of them.

"I'll see you later, Mr. Townshend." Should he call him Henry? And shouldn't he know these things?

Frank headed off with the tank.

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my_private_life
2008-05-05 12:23 am UTC (link)

"Okay. Good luck." Henry nodded again. He'd leave Mr. Sunderland to his lizard. He could tell he'd probably stirred up old memories with his conversation. He hadn't meant to. He should have thought of that, really. But he forced a smile - he doubted his former landlord wanted to delve into the subject anyway.

"Uh, I'll let you know when I've got my pictures developed." He waved goodbye to the older man and turned his attention back to his photography.

[[OOC: No worries at all!]]

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strix
2008-05-05 02:37 am UTC (link)

Strix was torn. Follow the lizard guy and see what he was up to, or stick with the camera guy?

Strix's instincts were always intensified when in owl form. Currently her owlish id was fluttering at her excitedly because of the stupid lizard. Lizard. Liiizard! Food, food, food, food. Swoop. Tear. Lizard guts. Yum!

She shuddered inwardly. Lizard guts....sounded...so good. Her primal self won out, and she decided to follow the old man. But only to watch she reminded herself, but only a quite smugness emanated from the dark shadows of her predator mind.

She crouched down low on the branch and then sprung up, silent as a still day. She followed the old man to the garden.

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