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Arkady of the FreakAngels ([info]justalilmental) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2009-07-31 16:51:00

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Entry tags:arkady, remy lebeau

Who: Arkady & whoever (another open log! I'm mad with power!)
What: Stuff and things
Where: Outside, over there ~>
When: Weekend, afternoon
Warnings: None yet, none likely, will update as necessary

It was midafternoon, and Arkady had decided that she and Spam could use some air, so she'd packed up his paint supplies, slung the bag over her shoulder and snapped his harness on before heading outside, two teleport jumps and two portkey landings and she found a good park, humming to herself and kicking off her shoes to wriggle bare toes in the grass, "Where do you suppose we are?" She asked the pig, shielding her eyes from the sun with one hand, grinning as the breeze made her skirt billow.



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[info]knaveofhearts
2009-08-05 03:51 am UTC (link)
He raked his fingers through his hair, mock preening at her statement, then chuckling. "You know, wit' enough coffee we could probably make it so dat everyone wakes up like dis."

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[info]justalilmental
2009-08-05 03:54 am UTC (link)
She arched both brows at that, looking utterly mischievious, "Oh I don't think we'd even need that much coffee if we go my way."

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[info]knaveofhearts
2009-08-05 03:59 am UTC (link)
"Oooooh?" His grin was near-Cheshire in size and he waggled his eyebrows. "I say lead on, then."

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[info]justalilmental
2009-08-05 05:35 am UTC (link)
She laughed brightly, scooping Spam and his art pad up before taking Remy's hand.

She hadn't been kidding about her teleportation being full of stars, and not just stars, but star-lines, pinpoints stretching to stripes and snapping back to stars again before the outside world coalesced into solidity once more.

Arkady was still laughing when they landed, spinning once and setting Spam down, shooing him off towards the chicken coop, "Go play."

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[info]knaveofhearts
2009-08-05 02:33 pm UTC (link)
He stumbled a little when they touched down, just a bit off balance from the trip and blinking the bright lights out of his eyes.

"You weren't kiddin' about de stars, Petite," he looked around. "Dat was fun."

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[info]justalilmental
2009-08-05 04:23 pm UTC (link)
"And we haven't even started yet!" She shook her head then, tromping up the stairs to her flat above the yoga studio on ground level, "C'mon, paint. Where do you think we should start?"

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[info]knaveofhearts
2009-08-05 04:29 pm UTC (link)
"Hmmm, I'd start wit' Henri if he were here, probably Logan, but dat's more personal," he grinned and winked at her. "How about we start with de snooty types, senate speakers, PMs, dat type of thing?"

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[info]justalilmental
2009-08-05 04:37 pm UTC (link)
She nodded, "UN ambassadors. Or their translators, they seem more stuffy than the ambassadors themselves."

She handed him a set of paints, pocketing another for herself and leaving Spam's art bag on a hook by the door, "Have to wait until they're sleeping either way." There was something in the tone that suggested she would probably help with this.

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[info]knaveofhearts
2009-08-05 04:49 pm UTC (link)
"De translators, less of a veiled attack dat way," Remy checked his pockets for the old thief tools he always kept on him, just in case.

"Makes sense to me, de witchin' hours always de best for dis kind of thing."

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[info]justalilmental
2009-08-05 04:58 pm UTC (link)
She nodded at that, waving one hand in a vague circle, as if to indicate the Earth's rotation, "And everything goes from left to right, that means we should staaart..."

She grinned, taking his arm and blipping them off again, wherever they landed it was well after dark, but not yet on the way to being light again, "Nobody wants to see us." She said in a stage-whisper, "So they won't."

As a point of fact, this was not the home of a UN ambassador's translator, but instead the home of a respected, and loud, and opinionated, Argentinian newscaster.

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[info]knaveofhearts
2009-08-05 05:10 pm UTC (link)
"I should've met you long time ago, Petite," he grinned. "You'd make my work way easier on me." He'd have to admit, the challenge was actually the best part of any job.

Remy crept into the room, looking around and then at the victim. "So dat's what he looks like when de mouth is close."

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[info]justalilmental
2009-08-05 05:14 pm UTC (link)
She clapped both hands over her mouth to stifle a giggle at that, shaking her head, "It's an amazing difference isn't it?"

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[info]knaveofhearts
2009-08-05 05:23 pm UTC (link)
"Blue et pink," he mumbled and put the paint on his fingers, spreading it across the man's forehead and cheeks. "Dis'll look good."

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[info]justalilmental
2009-08-05 05:25 pm UTC (link)
Arkady nodded at that, leaving a row of green dots down the man's nose, "There. Perfect. Ready for the next one?"

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