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Maison Roberts ([info]big_l_librarian) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2011-03-11 18:28:00

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Entry tags:maison roberts, phoebe

Who: Maison and Phoebe (and probable cameo by Quorra)
Where: Flyleaf Books - London
When: Friday evening
Warnings: Probably not


Maison had emerged from what he called the clinic, which was the book repair room in the back, shortly before five, since he knew they'd be having a customer. He knew Quorra was around because he could hear her humming to herself as she shelved books. It made him smile, really, that she liked them as much as she did, though he worried about her sometimes, since it seemed that she had a lot of book-learning, but not a lot of practical knowledge.

He checked himself over to make sure he didn't have thread in his hair or glue spots on anything that wouldn't wash before he took up residence behind the register, keeping an eye on the door.



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[info]quetehagamujer
2011-03-13 07:15 pm UTC (link)
"Your wish is my command!" she called back, moving past the yellow little fellow and tickling his stomach to make him shake and wiggle. Very well acquainted with the inner workings of kitchens in any shape or form, she took to washing her cup out and rinsing another before drying them both. Nothing like extra cleanliness, and being a god, well! Without hesitation, she found the items necessary and set up a full pot of brew, for who knew when she'd want more, or how long she'd stay?

Another moment, and she'd retrieved a checkbook from her back pocket and took to writing on it before holding it up. "A check, for your store and only your store. Five thousand Euros will suffice, I believe, and help you get some possible good prints of art to hang around. I can recommend some to you. And don't think of denying it, either."

She carefully put it under the cash drawer before shutting it quietly and leaning back to watch the brew drip.

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[info]big_l_librarian
2011-03-13 07:32 pm UTC (link)
He boggled at that for a moment, "Uh, I'll... make sure it gets turned into the decorating budget. Thank you." It sounded more like a question than he'd meant it to, but it was honest all the same, "I appreciate it."

And most of it would probably go to Torii, because she always had, and made, the best decorative elements, she was an odd kid like that.

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[info]quetehagamujer
2011-03-13 07:43 pm UTC (link)
"Think nothing of it," she responded, the brew only about a quarter of the way through. "I have plenty to survive on for many years...I'd like to help you in any way I can, Maison, truly. I know a few people live around here, and I'm not sure what Hades is doing these days, but it's about time I took some leave time and traveled. If he's in Greece or in London, I'm not 100% sure anymore. Ah, he may have disappeared for all I know."

Drip, blub, drip.

"Do you know any others aside from Quorra and perhaps Torii that were brought here like many of us who live in the area?"

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[info]big_l_librarian
2011-03-13 08:23 pm UTC (link)
"Most of the people I know came here from elsewhere." He said, "My husband and his brother and their parents, his brother and sister in law, their parents. Torii's husband and I think his whole family." A shrug, "I think more than half the people here are originally from elsewhere."

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[info]quetehagamujer
2011-03-13 08:26 pm UTC (link)
"They were all spirited away here as well, you mean?" she asked, looking at him with a hint of surprise on her gentle features. "That's interesting...it seems there are more of us whisked away here than I originally thought. How do you take your coffee? Cream, sugar, flavouring, black?"

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[info]big_l_librarian
2011-03-13 08:45 pm UTC (link)
"Just sugar, should be next to the breadbox with the filters, and yeah, they all got vortexed here, and here's where it gets complicated, because some of them, my husband, his brother, Torii's husband and his sisters, they were all born and raised here, but got pulled back in time and to a slightly different series of events."

He shook his head, "I don't think there are many that that's happened to, but enough that it'd be an interesting study, since it seems to be confined to three family lines."

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[info]quetehagamujer
2011-03-13 08:51 pm UTC (link)
Phoebe listened as she prepared their cups, quite pleased to find proper creamer as opposed to simply powdered, though it was only a very basic French Vanilla. Chocolate creamer had rapidly become her new favourite; perhaps they could afford different types of creamers and whatnot with the money left over from this Torii's decorative investments.

She poured a grand amount for them both, an oddly accurate amount of sugar in Maison's own, and returned to the table, putting his down in front of him before sitting herself and looking off, pensive. "Is there any record of how many of us have been pulled here, a number to go by?"

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[info]big_l_librarian
2011-03-13 09:39 pm UTC (link)
He shook his head, picking up the mug to hold it between both hands, "Not that I know of, and with how often people arrive and disappear again I don't know that there'd be any way to get an accurate count. Best anyone would be able to manage is a broad ballpark figure."

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[info]quetehagamujer
2011-03-13 09:56 pm UTC (link)
"Hmm," she mused, tapping nails briefly against the table before leaning back a little and looking up. "Khaos reigns supreme throughout the many various universes and galaxies, it has always been so. But the father-mother always has a plan, no matter how much frustration and confusion it causes."

A pause. "It would be excellent to see family again, do you know if there are other Greeks like myself aside from Hades, who speaks very little? I know Ares made a grand exit not too long ago, which is unfortunate and yet quite the blessing at the same time if I do say so myself, just don't tell him that, yes?"

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[info]big_l_librarian
2011-03-13 10:59 pm UTC (link)
"Well he won't hear it from me, and I was going to offer my condolences, but, uh, doesn't sound like you need any, really. Don't figure that's something to congratulate a person on either, so, uh..." He scratched at his temple a moment, "I think I'm just going to shut up about it now."

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[info]quetehagamujer
2011-03-13 11:08 pm UTC (link)
She watched him verbally flail with the same quiet smile she watched fashion designers fumble in front of her before coming clean that they needed her influence or expertise for some accessory or other for their new line. Fumbling with words was something Phoebe found extremely endearing, but she tried to hide any sort of amusement behind it.

"Maison," she said as he finished, sliding her soft and well-kept fingers across the table to grasp his hand lightly. If Maison thought her face was beaming light, he wouldn't be mistaken—Phoebe was known as "radiant" after all, she with birth with a golden crown. "You needn't offer me a thing, dear heart. These are very old issues we have amongst each other. You learn to pass over it and become civil, whether or not the other is. It's a part of being a Titanide, and one of few faithful to husband or brother or father. It is no matter other than personal opinion. Yes, Zeus stalked both of my daughters, and Poseidon terrorized one after his model. I said nothing. I was afraid. But my daughters have surpassed me in legend and myth, and that it is all I can do for them anymore. Should either show up here, I would never seek out their company, but if they sought mine, I would certainly give it and retain propriety throughout the entire visit. One thing that must be learned is that you don't have to like someone, perhaps a co-worker, a sister-in-law or brother-in-law, a family member, or even a god or computer program or whatever else, but you must always function on a level of civility and professionalism. It can be hard, and I am ancient, but that is the best piece of wisdom I can pass on from my life, I do believe."

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[info]big_l_librarian
2011-03-13 11:22 pm UTC (link)
He laughed warmly, "Civility is sometimes the least, and the best you can hope for." He shook his head then, "My boss back at the Library always used to start out every negotiation or mediation with: 'I don't care if you scheizekopfen like each other or not, but if you can't keep civil during the discussion, it's over and we'll just have to arrest everybody for endangerment." A one-shouldered shrug, "It usually worked, too. Granted, probably helped that she was about six-two and looked like she'd be more at home in chainmail than Armani."

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[info]quetehagamujer
2011-03-13 11:32 pm UTC (link)
"Oh sweet sundry," she tittered after his conclusion, a bit of pink tinging her cheeks. "Sounds like an Amazonian beast if nothing else."

She picked her mug up gently and began to drink her coffee, eyebrows knitting together as she tasted the French Vanilla in it. No, she'd make sure some money went toward stocking the cafe. Or perhaps she was just being a nit-picky. She'd think on that later. "So how long since you were whisked away here?"

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[info]big_l_librarian
2011-03-13 11:36 pm UTC (link)
"Close!" He replied, grinning again, "She was a Valkyrie." He scratched the back of his neck then, "And I've been here for ... hell if I know, been a while, round about two years, I think?"

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[info]quetehagamujer
2011-03-14 02:50 pm UTC (link)
Her eyes grew wide enough to show the whites above her pupils and the colour surrounding them, but only for a moment and she'd controlled her face yet again. "Two...years? Have others been here even longer, then? That sounds so...absurd!"

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[info]big_l_librarian
2011-03-14 02:55 pm UTC (link)
He nodded, "Yeah, there's definitely people who have been here longer, I'd say that's probably the minority though, most people aren't here that long."

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[info]quetehagamujer
2011-03-14 06:11 pm UTC (link)
She tsked, taking in some more of her coffee as she looked around again.

"Well, I can't say for certain if that's a shame or a blessing," she said at long last, holding back a yawn. "I know we supposedly took the place of others in this world, but I kept my same body and face. What about you?"

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[info]big_l_librarian
2011-03-14 06:12 pm UTC (link)
He nodded, "Same here, and I always wonder what happens to the people we've replaced, I mean, do we just swap with them and they end up where we were? Or do they just get bumped into some sort of limbo?" He shrugged, "And nobody really knows, everyone's got a theory."

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