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The Dome :: An Original Character RPG
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| Who: Maggie and Mal
Where: Lumber Mill
When: Late Morning
Though the power was back on, Maggie doubted anyone was going to stop by her salon today. People were too focused on the wolf attacks to consider getting their haircut, so she closed down shop and set out to run a few chores of her own. One was getting more firewood, just in case another cold front blew through. It was an errand that required her to roll a wheelbarrow across town, knowing full well that she wouldn’t be able to carry the firewood back on her own. When she showed up at the lumbermill, she gave a look around, not sure who to talk to.
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| Who: Mal and Serge
Where: West Road
When: 4 PM onward
He imagined people were having fun. It certainly sounded that way from the noise carrying over from the dome's center. Even here, verging out towards the western farming plots, Serge could hear the din of life teeming in a collected spot like the babble of running water. And he supposed it was good to hear; heartening even, because if people could come together despite the state of things? They weren't giving up, and that meant there was still something worthwhile here for his granddaughter...
( run russian run ) | | comments: 15 comments or Leave a comment |
| Who: Mal and Finn
Where: the lumberyard
When: midday
As far as jobs went, Finn didn't hate his. It kept him in shape and he got to be outside and it wasn't something that required him to talk to many people. At least not until they broke for lunch. Then Finn was left sitting alone, somewhat away from the others, watching them, but mostly his sandwich that someone at home had made. Maybe Eli or Liam. It was nice of them, whomever it was.
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| Who: Mal and OPEN
Where: by the doors
When: midday
Warnings: well, there's that whole riot thing...
Mal decided as soon as maybe the fourth punch was thrown that he just had the worst luck in the entire world. He really didn't want to be caught in the middle of a damn fight. Over something that was insanely stupid as far as he could tell. A couple of days longer in the dome wasn't that much of an issue, surely. But, apparently it was.
Easing his way to the side of the street and heading away from the area, Mal tried his hardest to avoid getting involved in anything. | | comments: 8 comments or Leave a comment |
| Who: Mal, Finn, and Liam
Where: the hospital
When: Morning, just after the doors closed
Warnings: None
Finn was moving quickly, headed right from the lumberyard, still armed with the hatchet at his waist though in a last minute decision he’d let the axe go, not wanting to slow himself down. He glanced behind him to see Mal still there as the reached the hospital and Finn let himself in, headed down the familiar corridors to where Liam usually was.
( And dissipating fear ) | | comments: Leave a comment |
| Who: Mal and Finn
Where Lumber yard
When: Morning
Warnings: Mild swearing
It was a good feeling, working outside when the weather was like this. Not too hot, not too cold. Birds singing away in the background. It felt good, or at least that’s how it felt to Mal. He and Finn were assigned to stack some woodpiles over to one side of the lot. It was heavy lifting and hard physical work, but Mal enjoyed it. He enjoyed the simplicity of the entire thing - just working at a task, and one that he knew he’d feel it in his muscles when he went home that night.
( Work, Interrupted ) | | comments: Leave a comment |
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