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Tweak says, "He must've fallen off the roof"

Rogue has (adangeroustouch) wrote in avengers_logs,
@ 2020-09-03 01:37:00

Entry tags:

-gamewide plot, christine palmer, fern, gamora, kitty pryde, moira kinross, peter wisdom, raven darkholme, sam wilson, steve rogers, tony stark

F E R N ~ Alert
Who: Potted Fern, you and anyone you want to talk to.
Where: Floor 39, Common Dining Area
What: Just, you know, a fern.
Warnings: if you need them, let me know.
Notes: This is a FERN post, ladies and gentlemen, first of it's kind. That means behind the cut are details on what you can do here! (to save space!) please, read on! LJ-Cut text sung to the tune of Just a Girl by No Doubt. You love me, you're welcome.

Notes: Okay folks, this is the first of the Open Fern Posts. What that means is this: did you want a random setting for a log? do you want to be overheard by one, potted fern? Here's a chance! I'll even make sure to start you off with an open for Steve. Treat this as a party-style post and tag into opens. Anything said in this post WILL be overheard by the potted fern hanging out. You've been warned. You can poke the fern, water the fern, but you don't know the fern is not a fern. The fern is just a FERN. Go Forth. Amuse me. *coughs*

It had taken Rogue a few days to figure out the best way to slip into a room and not be caught on camera entering the room. Or exiting afterward. The red-haired woman was still hurting, broken ribs took forever to heal, as did the other breaks and strains, and she was bored. But everyone was being so helpful, and open, and it was a delight. It made every single ache worth it. She still hadn't found Loki, yet, but there were so many interesting things...

She deftly slipped into the Common Dining room and settled down in the corner of the room by another small plant. She'd checked the area out a couple times, and decided that this was perfect and it was just outside of camera range. The bonus was she'd look like she'd hobbled over, sat down, then eventually hobbled out. She'd made a habit of coming here during the day so it seemed like a habit already. She looked around, and once sure no one was around, she focused and in the time it took the breath the Rogue was gone, and a living fern sat on the end table where she had been near, next to a vase containing fresh-cut sunflowers. With nothing to do for a few hours, she was content to sit, as a fern, and overhear the conversations that flowed around her.

The more you hear, the more you know.

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Pete is just passing through....

mister_wisdom
2020-09-04 11:18 pm UTC (link)

Pete had daily tasks. Like bothering his contacts, yelling at things, melting the cabinet handles in his apartment, and - his favorite - accusing the Starbucks in the Tower lobby of putting addictive substances in the flavored syrups. On his way to do that, Pete was puffing on a cigarette like an angry coal engined choo-choo train, thundering down the tracks right into the common area.

As he exited the hallway, a ceiling voice he had learned to dread announced, 'There is no smoking allowed in designated public areas. Sprinkler system activation in ten...nine...eight...'

Pete grumbled and looked around for anything he could use for a makeshift ashtray. He spied a fern in a ridiculous boxy thing and promptly gnashed the cigarette out in the dirt, avoiding the fronds and the roots. ~~Luckily.~~ Still, it was very stinky, and there was a humiliating little plume of smoke that wafted upward.

"Bugger off, Alexa," Pete grumbled as he headed to the nearest elevator.

After he left, Friday pinpointed the smoke sensors and a single high tech sprinkler system activated over the plant for approximately twenty seconds, overflowing the fern pot and leaving a puddle on the tabletop.

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