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[May. 20th, 2013|01:35 am] |
Celena rarely goes to the sign, especially after accidentally getting turned into a cat by a wayward snowball. But she has a question, something nagging at her she wants to hear opinions on from neutral parties before she goes to Van with her suspicions.
"Imagine, if you will," she started, standing primly in an Austurian gown meant for a warm summer day in rich blues, "that someone near you was once considered dangerous. And now you think they seem poised to make things so much worse. What lengths would you go to to stop this person? What sacrifices would you consider acceptable?" |
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[May. 27th, 2012|06:55 pm] |
Aang is bathing and grooming Appa in the Nexus, far enough from the Sign that no new arrivals will get wet from Sky Bison unless they are exceptionally unlucky. As you can imagine, it's a bit of a production, even if Aang has somehow borrowed buckets and a hose and a lot of pet shampoo. Seriously, a lot.
He's barefoot and half-dressed, and there's giant clumps of bison fur around from Appa. Momo is off to the side, using Appa's tack as a hiding place.
"Poor Appa. His summer coat is finally coming in, and that always makes a mess. You'll feel better once we get this off, boy."
"Does anyone want to help? We can go for a ride later, after Appa dries off." |
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| In days long past for most... |
[May. 22nd, 2012|03:31 pm] |
Momo had finally gotten permission from her mothers to visit the sign, on the condition that if she ever felt endangered, she'd PIN back to the apartments. Wandering over, she looks around, and then up at the sign.
"Ask a Question."
Such an invitation to a child is just asking to get your ear chatted off usually, but Momo had one pressing question, that she couldn't get a straight answer out of her parents on.
"Why do people kill each other?" |
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| Asking a question. |
[Jan. 23rd, 2012|04:42 pm] |
Bakura is sitting underneath the Sign, playing a game of Senet with himself, and he looks up at all the passerby.
"Do you play games solitarily, or play games with people? Why do you play games your chosen way?" |
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| New world, new problems |
[Jan. 21st, 2012|07:01 pm] |
Hei had been just ready to kill his victim, his pupils glowing with that little red dot, his body emitting his blue aura as he drove his hand down to grab his victim, they vanished and his hand collided with dirt.
Blinking for a moment, he defused his bodies energy and looked about confused as to where he was, before his eyes fell upon a sign, a very odd sign. "Ask a Question? What kind of a sign asks someone to ask a question?" Pondering this, he allowed himself to relax only for a moment before quickly returning to his shifty state of looking about himself, making sure no one was going to sneak up on him.
Moving to stand up now, he slowly moved his right hand into his jacket, not wanting to encounter anything that would throw him for a loop. This place was new to him, and even through it was new, he wondered if the Syndicate had anything to do with this. They had always been looking for new ways of challenging him, and maybe they had finally found the perfect challenge. |
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| Enter The Housewife. |
[Jan. 12th, 2012|06:28 pm] |
"--is, honey?" a woman just walking into the Nexus says. When the change of locations registers, she comes to a halt and frowns. "What just happened?"
She looks at the sign, winces at the assault on her retinas and looks away. "A question, hmm? I believe the previous one can be skipped for now."
She folds her arms across her chest, looking distinctly unamused. "What do people think I should do about my idiot apprentice that disobeyed my teachings to run off and become a State Alchemist, therefore putting himself in the hands of the military?" |
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| a hero will save us just in time |
[Oct. 9th, 2011|07:36 pm] |
There's a man in a brown cloak and green clothes sleeping on the back of a horse that's meandering towards the sign. Epona looked around, snorted, and stopped by the sign rather abruptly, waking the man on her back.
Link snapped awake, blinking somewhat blearily. "Did we get to Termina already, Epona?" he asked, yawning. Then he took stock of his surroundings. "Where are we?" He slid off of Epona's back, one hand on his sword hilt as he investigated the area, Epona sticking close.
Then he noticed the sign. "Ask a question," he echoed, reading out loud. "What, besides the obvious 'where am I'?" He looked around. "All right. I guess this is customary around here, better stick with local customs. Have you ever been away from home for a long time? What's it like going back?" |
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