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[Jul. 23rd, 2010|02:06 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | alexia winters, calliope sedant, dani winchester, gaz membrane, lulu, mephisto, miniver cheevy, napalm wartooth, sable harris, sadako yamamura, sindre, soren skwigelf, stefan wartooth, sweeney todd, teja wartooth | ] |
Who: Teja Wartooth, Alexia Winters, Gaz, Napalm, Sadako, Sweeney Todd, Miniver, Sable, Soren, Stefan Wartooth, Calliope, Mephistopheles, Dani Winchester, Sindre, & Lulu.
What: DEATH
When: Friday Afternoon/Evening
Warnings: DEATH, swearing, allusions to rape, and... Death.
Part One
Part Two
Part Three (incomplete at time of posting)
Part Four
Part Five (Incomplete) |
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[Jun. 25th, 2010|02:11 am] |
Who: Miniver and Kitt
Where: The test track at Kitt's estate outside of London
What: Entrusting Miniver with a secret, for starters
When: Present day
Warnings: No clue
There were reasons that, for all of his dislike for the world of business, Kitt wasn't quite ready to leave it. The Knight Manor was one of those reasons. He'd never expected to return here, but having done just that a few days prior, he hadn't found it in his heart to leave. So when he'd agreed to not only tell Miniver his not-so-secret secret but to show him as well, the only logical meeting place had been the test track behind the... castle.
He was dressed, for once, in casual clothes. This wasn't a suit-and-tie affair. He took a deep breath, checking his watch unnecessarily, waiting for Miniver to arrive. |
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[Jun. 9th, 2010|12:02 am] |
WHO: Miniver Cheevy, Napalm Wartooth, Kitt, and possibly others at a later time
WHAT: Sort of an intervention.
WHERE: The Sign of the Weasel
WHEN: Tonight!
WARNINGS: The usual crass language and refrences to various forms of debauchery but probably nothing graphic.
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Hong Kong to London is just a portkey ride away, and very shortly after picking him up from the hotel, Miniver leads Kitt down the narrow sidestreet and into his daughter's shop -- The Sign of the Weasel, a ramshackle place with a hand-painted sign above the door showing a ferret, and a front window stocked with piles of old books.
The inside is like a burrow built from books. A wide counter stands in front of the door, staffed by a sort of spacy-looking cowboy who pays little attention to them as they enter. Behind the counter, a stairway leads up to a catwalk that circles half of the main floor, making it two storeys up to the ceiling. The raised walkway is dark, but from where they stand, there can be seen piles of blankets and pillows punctuated by lamps (some lit, some not) and tiny side-tables, some with radios or tiny televisions on them. A series of nests.
The main floor is a labyrinth of shelves. Dead ends contain beanbags or armchairs or cushioned window ledges. A fireplace kept well away from any of the shelves is kept at a low burn even in the summer months. A chickenwire tunnel makes its way from a hole in the ceiling into the stacks and disappears, its purpose not immediately clear. And there are people here -- perhaps two dozen somewhere in the shop, ranging in appearance from heavyset, leather-clad, tattooed men to young students to elderly professors, hippies, goths, a guy with a skateboard... it's a veritable costume party.
Miniver gives Kitt a few moments to look around before speaking. "So. Do you want a tour or would you rather go sit down somewhere? Palm oughta be here somewhere, too..." |
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[Apr. 19th, 2010|08:16 pm] |
WHO: Miniver Cheevy and April Foster
WHAT: Sibling reunion!
WHEN: Now!
WHERE: Wales and probably also London
WARNINGS: None!
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Though Miniver had arrived in this world rather incapable of many things, and in many ways has improved little in the two years or so he's spent here, one thing he could always do was bounce around the world using Portkeys like an old pro... one of the few good things he'd taken away from his first lover, so many years ago.
So after talking to April, he zips over to Wales and RUNS the rest of the way from the portkey to her address, tearing through the building to her door where finally he knocks, breathing hard.
He's different from how she'd remember him. His hair is much longer, falling in black curls half way down his back, with a few strands of grey showing. He wears a beard now, and a perpetual camel-colored trenchcoat a size or two too large for him. His face has more lines on it than it did, but his eyes are the same sad blue eyes, and he's still small and compact and fidgety. Though it's not something he's aware of, he wears his age well -- some men lose their looks after their college years, and some are like Miniver, awkwardly-shaped youths who grow into a different kind of beauty. He's 40 now, and looks it, but not in a winding-down middle-aged way. |
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[Jan. 31st, 2010|11:19 pm] |
Who: Cassidy Turner, Miniver Cheevy, Teague Brennan, Henn Stillman and Soren Skwigelf (With possible others, who the fuck knows.)
What: Shit happens.
Where: London
When: Tonightish.
Warnings: Bad things.
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[Jan. 30th, 2010|04:01 am] |
WHO: Miniver Cheevy and Cassidy Turner
WHAT: Being a bit soppy... also apologizing.
WHERE: Casa del Wolfpack
WHEN: Nowish
WARNINGS: Angst, profanity, Issues...
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It's fairly late at night when Miniver shows up at the Wolfpack's home, but he has little fear of waking anybody. He enters with his own key -- it used to be Bill's key -- and heads straight upstairs to Cass's room.
There's a knock on the door, but he doesn't wait more than a couple of seconds before opening it, assuming it wouldn't be answered anyway. In the contrasting light, his silhouette might be mistaken for Teague's, briefly -- at least until he steps inside and closes the door after him.
He's carrying a number of things with him, and the first he sets down is a folding card table. He positions it carefully in the middle of the largest empty space -- decorative, symmetrical -- and on it he places five small candles, evenly spaced, and lights them.
Now he glances up to his nephew and flickers a brief, sheepish smile in the candlelight.
"Hey. Cass? I um... brought you some food." He shrugs his shoulder with a small backpack slung over it. "And some books. You should probably eat something. So um... If the table bothers you I'll take it away but I thought maybe you'd like it... get a little light in here, or anyway it's pretty, so..." He pauses, looking at the candles and fidgeting for a moment. "Please eat something? Marnie helped me make it, so it doesn't suck. I brought a sandwich with egg salad and some soup in a thermos... I dunno where you want me to put it... I have some grapes, too..." |
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[Jan. 22nd, 2010|12:22 am] |
WHO: Miniver Cheevy, Artan, and Michelle Stillman
WHAT: Siblings reunited!
WHERE: Mostly New Orleans
WHEN: Now!
WARNINGS: Probable angst, possible discussion of or allusion to triggery subjects...
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Having been assured by Marnie that she was perfectly able to walk on her own and probably not going to give birth any time tonight at least, Miniver grabbed his coat and just about flew out the door. A few blocks and a portkey later, he was walking quickly towards the library Michelle had said she was in, puffing on a cigarette nervously.
Artan had told him about her. It had been a while ago, and his ex-alcoholic drug-addled memory is a bit hazy on a few things, but he remembers. And if Artan's reaction is ANYTHING like his own would be to seeing his (adoptive) sister turn up here after so many years, he figures this will not be an easy reunion.
He stamps out the cigarette and walks inside.
"Michelle?" |
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[Nov. 23rd, 2009|02:15 am] |
Who: Toki, Teja, Soren, Miniver
What: Panicked daddy and uncle need to see the newly resurrected Teja
Where: Casa de Wolfpack, London
When: RIGHT DE HELLS NOW
Warnings: Probably a little swearing, nothing else.
Toki had realized only a couple minutes previous to his rushed state of putting on his coat and shuffling Miniver to the car so the hippie could drive that Teja had been reborn. He was fidgeting with his collar and his sleeves. Soren said he'd picked up Teja and was looking after him, and that made Toki a little more pleased with the situation. Soren was above and beyond a kind heart.
Teja in the meanwhile, was about a year and a half old in appearance. He had a netbook nearby so he could easily communicate without his unfamiliar oral palate giving him issue. He was only slightly in pain - growing pains of aging approximately four and a half years a day - but otherwise was quite himself. He remembered everything up until the point of his death. He'd eaten, quite plentifully and morbidly, in fact, but he was constantly and had food nearby that he snacked on idly as he read a book that he'd found in the library. He finally had picked up one of Soren's books. He was thankful for Soren's hospitality and looking in on him occasionally. He wasn't yet aware that his biological father was about to show up. |
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[Sep. 9th, 2009|11:32 pm] |
WHO: Miniver Cheevy and Bill Turner
WHAT: OMFG!!!
WHERE: Santa Monica, CA
WHEN: This afternoon
WARNINGS: ...an undead pirate and a gay hippie walk onto a pier... um, I have no idea. Check back later. :P
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Miniver tumbles from the portkey roughly ten minutes after his last message to Bill. He hasn't been here for a while, but he's actually passably familiar with this area. He takes a few moments to get his bearings before scrambling onto a stack o' stuff near the water, a good open space, and -- as promised -- yelling as loud as he can, completely ignoring any stares he gets for it.
"BILL TURNER! GET YOUR CURSED ASS OVER HERE! BILL!! COME ON, BILLY, HUSTLE! MAKE LIKE NESSIE WHEN THE PAPARAZZI COME! BILL TURNER!!!"
It is entirely probable that, being Miniver, he will keep doing this until he goes mute, somebody pushes him into the water, or Bill shows up. Whichever comes first. |
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[Aug. 31st, 2009|08:06 am] |
Who: Open to everyone
What: Life support
Where: Teague's art studio, London
When: Tonight around 5pm
Warnings: TBD
( Come to help yourself and others. ) |
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[Aug. 19th, 2009|05:48 pm] |
WHO: Miniver Cheevy and Johnny Hickory
WHAT: A couple of musicians hangin' out and probably raising a little hell
WHERE: ...good question. Initially, London. Later, who knows?
WHEN: Uhhhh Tuesday night ish or something idk my bff jill?
WARNINGS: None foreseeable, but the muns have only played together once so who knows?
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For the sake of the scene, the narrative is going to claim that Miniver and Johnny agreed to meet at a cafe somewhere downtown. And you are going to believe it, because you are the audience, and the narrative outranks you!!!
...so Miniver is at this cafe with his guitar and a cup of tea that is really more milk than tea. He's sprawled there in a sunny patch, wearing his usual long brown leather coat, black curls falling around his shoulders like a lion's mane but tied back from his face with a leather thingy that has blue-grey bird feathers sticking up from it -- it looks rather Native American. He glances around occasionally for anyone who looks like they might be Johnny... |
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[Aug. 4th, 2009|03:36 am] |
Who: Brendann Brennan and Miniver Cheevy.
What: Miniver meeting his new nephew.
When: Early Tuesday morning.
Where: Coffee shop in London.
( Yay coffee! ) |
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[Jul. 19th, 2009|03:31 am] |
WHO: Miniver Cheevy the Younger and Sadako Yamamura
WHAT: Gettin' boozed up
WHERE: Oshima Island, Japan
WHEN: Before the camping bit with Teague
WARNINGS: Emo. Violence. Emo violence. Violent emos. Emus? ...
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Oshima Island. Nice enough place, Miniver observes as he stumbls onto it via portkey. He's carrying a bottle of good Irish whiskey with him, having no idea where to find sake. Maybe, then, it would be appreciated.
He hopes Sadako is as easy to find as she promised... |
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[Jul. 19th, 2009|01:22 am] |
WHO: Miniver Cheevy the Younger and Teague Brennan
WHAT: Brotherly bonding campout
WHEN: Tonight
WHERE: The castle
WARNINGS: Possible angst and Srs Bsns, this being a couple of Cheevy-Brennans, otherwise probably not much.
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It doesn't take long for Miniver to find his way back to Teague's house -- he was adept at the use of portkeys even before he came to this world. Within half an hour of speaking with his brother, Miniver was on the front porch, carrying all he is aware of personally owning in this time that won't fit in his pockets -- two changes of clothing and a bottle of whiskey. He reaches up to knock, then pauses to reconsider, hesitates for a moment or two, and then instead...
"AROOOOOOOO!" |
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[May. 19th, 2009|11:36 pm] |
Who: Samira & Miniver (and the snakes)
Where: the Snake Pit bar in New Orleans
When: Now-ish.
Why: Just 'cos.
Warnings: possible, not likely.
It was just about closing time, and Sami was going around making sure all the snakes were fed and had fresh water, since it was Tuesday and Tuesday was feeding day.
The bar itself was empty, the last patron having left not too long previously, though there was still another hour or so officially. She had Hendrix on the sound system and was bobbing along in time, Herbie, the red-tailed boa, draped over her shoulders, his head resting comfortably atop her left breast. |
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[May. 9th, 2009|01:08 am] |
WHO: Miniver Cheevy and Navi (and maybe Marnie eventually)
WHAT: ....gettin' jiggy with it?
WHERE: Marnie's place in London
WHEN: Now!
WARNINGS: Naked wall art! Graphic anatomical discussions of reproductive acts! HIPPIES!!!
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The address Miniver gave Navi turns out to be a rather nice townhouse in a slightly less than nice part of town, close to Sable's shop. The door is open when she approaches. Inside, just off the front hall, Miniver is lounging in a cluttered-but-tidy livingroom with the TV on and Jack the dog sprawled at his feet. Miniver waves to her when she comes in.
"Hi Fairy! There's tea on the side table there if you want some." |
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[Apr. 29th, 2009|11:58 pm] |
WHO: Miniver Cheevy and Skwisgaar Skwigelf
WHAT: being less than civil to one another... or possibly more...
WHERE: The Skwishouse in Sweden
WHEN: now!
WARNINGS: That's the plan, ayup. May include sex, violence, angst, various levels of emotional abuse, various levels of substance abuse, or all of the above simultaneously combined.
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The ex-hippie is in a dangerous mood tonight. He's in one of those places where his brain chemistry drives him sometimes -- not the one where he locks himself in a dark room and cries for three days, but the one where he doesn't sleep for equally as long, and can't sit still for more than a few minutes at a time.
Over the years, Pickles has helped him learn to manage his mental bipolar issues without medication, but every so often he ends up doing one of those things he really shouldn't... and tonight, it's drinking while manic. It obliterates his judgement while making it impossible for him to actually feel when he's had enough! This is a good combination, right?
ESPECIALLY in the Skwigelf house, right?
He hasn't actually booby-trapped the house or painted Skwisgaar's room or put superglue on the toilet seats or anything YET. For now, he's just lurking around with a slightly mad glint in his eyes, twitchy, trying to decide on something to focus all this massive amount of energy on before he has to start setting shit on fire just so he can put it out... |
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[Mar. 9th, 2009|08:43 pm] |
Who: Jack & Miniver (and possibly Bill and/or Free)
Where: Jack & Bill's place.
When: right after this
What: Talkin' and boozin'
Warnings: probable and even likely.
Jack could tell that something was wrong, and moreso than usual, even just over the text. Though perhaps that was more Scarecrow's doing than his own. It hardly mattered, however, he'd gone to the cellar to fetch some of the good liquor (which really was any of it) before retiring to the sitting room to wait for Miniver's arrival, sprawled into his favorite chair, toes stretched towards the fireplace, looking altogether too catlike for his own good just at present and quite possibly nodding off. |
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[Feb. 19th, 2009|10:08 pm] |
WHO: Miniver Cheevy and Soren Skwigelf
WHAT: future-in-law bonding
WHERE: Here and there and everywhere
WHEN: Now
WARNINGS: Potential rockstar behavior; otherwise probably nothing NSFW.
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Miniver's actually outside Mordhaus when Soren arrives. He's perched on a railing, just lighting a joint when the Tall Blonde One appears. Jack is with him, on a barbed leash. The two of them together are almost a frightening sight -- the tiny guy in a trenchcoat with amazing hair and a dog who probably weighs almost as much as he does at this point. Jack, however, is harmless, and wags his tail when he sees Soren. |
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[Feb. 3rd, 2009|11:27 pm] |
Who: Jack & Miniver
Where: Jack & Bill's place
When: Right after this
Why: year anniversaries, sorta
Warnings: likely. It's Jack & Miniver seriously.
Jack was right where he'd said he would be, curled up in his favorite chair, rather enjoying the cold snap because it gave him a reason to keep the fire going. Not that they ever really let it go out, but the recent snow was cause for an actual blaze.
He was quite comfortable, really, half-finished bottle of dinner sitting on the table beside his chair, either forgotten or ignored for the moment. After all, sometimes he just needed a little variety. |
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[Jan. 27th, 2009|01:34 am] |
WHO: Miniver Cheevy and Skwisgaar Skwigelf
WHAT: Probably not coping well with each other, as per usual.
WHERE: Mordhaus
WHEN: Tonight-ish
WARNINGS: You never know with these two.
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It had taken some convincing from Sable, but Miniver had finally really sat down and read through the letter from his younger self, and let his daughter play him the recording of his own child-self reading aloud to Skwisgaar.
He had then given the matter some good, hard thinking, and gone and gotten drunk.
He's slightly more sober now than he has been for the past couple of days, and has had a little sense talked into him by someone. Either that or they turned him in the direction of Skwisgaar's room and told him to walk. Either one would produce approximately the same results.
He knocks. |
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[Jan. 23rd, 2009|01:21 am] |
Who: Lulu, Skwiskgaar the Elder, Teja Wartooth, and Teenyver.
What: It's Miniver's birthday!
When: Thursday evening.
Where: The cabin in Stockholm.
Warnings: Cute and sad?
( Happy birthday. ) |
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|02:19 am] |
Who: Teja, Miniver, Lulu and Skwisgaar the Elder
What: Time Muddlement
Where: Mordhaus, and Skwigelf Cabin - Stockholm
When: Evening
Warnings: None
Teja was used to Miniver's general tales of fancy, so when he realized that Miniver had turned into a young boy, he knew what to do. He was luckily able to find the mostly-completed suit of armor that he was making for Nathan - though it was bare of scrollwork that it would later have - and fit into it without a problem. He walked into the kitchen, grabbed the bag of marshmallows that had MINIVER'S!!! written on a tag on it, and ripped off the tag, before walking to Pickles' room.
He entered as quietly as possible with the steel covering him, and knocked on the wall three times. "I am looking for the King's steward, is he here?" His voice was low and was trained to be a proper mid-Atlantic accent, and was quite friendly. He sounded quite a bit like a baritone Clark Gable, though he looked nothing like that. His shoulder-length fire engine red hair streamed down and barely brushed the steel chest plate, and he turned on the light to look around. "Miniver, are you here?"
He held up the marshmallows. "I've told the King and Queen that you are here, if that's alright. They're on vacation right now, and I'm here to guard the palace while they're away. They said they'd like to meet the brave little knight that appeared in their castle." |
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[Jan. 10th, 2009|05:22 pm] |
WHO: Miniver Cheevy, Liam Brennan, and whoever else turns up
WHAT: Hangin'
WHERE: The Sign of the Weasel AND BEYOND
WHEN: Now!
WARNINGS: None yet.
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Miniver arrived at Sable's shop about 20 minutes after speaking with Liam. He has, as promised, a couple of bottles of whiskey in a bag over one shoulder, and his guitar over the other. He waves to Judah behind the register and goes to settle himself by a fire to await his cousin... |
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[Jan. 2nd, 2009|11:59 pm] |
Who: Henn and Miniver (and the snakes)
Where: The Snake Pit in New Orleans, after hours
When: Now-ish?
Why: BECAUSE!
Warnings: uh, maybe some drinking and babytalk at the snakes, can't think of anything else.
It had actually taken Henn a little closer to half an hour to actually get there, she sometimes forgot just how long goodbyes and 'I'll be back soon's could take.
The Snake Pit was a quiet enough bar even when it was open, and if it weren't for the sign over the door and the large-numbered address, it would've been near-impossible to find when it was closed, given as how it was a door between two storefronts, the bar itself taking up what had once been storage space beneath them. It was comfortably warm, thanks to needing to keep the place the right temperature for the snakes, and Henn was sitting on one of the tables, giggling at Herbie the red-tailed boa as he attempted to climb down her shirt. |
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[Dec. 30th, 2008|01:27 am] |
WHO: Liam Brennan and Miniver Cheevy
WHAT: Meeting the family!
WHERE: Liam's place
WHEN: Tonight
Warnings: This looks to develop more or less like an episoide of Looney Tunes. Otherwise, unless they end up in a porn shop, god only knows.
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It's not long before Miniver arrives at Liam's flat. He's a bit nervoius, to be honest -- the only members of his mother's family he's seen since he was 8 or so are his brother and nephew, and they'd been raised Cheevy if not born. Liam had seemed a nice enough chap, but Miniver still harbored reservations from his time spent knowing his mother.
Finally,l after milling about on the front stoop for a few minutes with a cigarette, he works up the courage to actually knock. |
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[Dec. 10th, 2008|09:57 pm] |
Who: Jack Sparrow & Miniver, possible cameo/threadcrash by Bill
Where: Vampirate house!
When: This evening sometime.
Why: Because it needs to be done!
Warnings: Likely so, yes, will update with specifics as necessary
Jack had mostly recovered from his glittering, in fact, with the help of a keyboard crumb-vacuum he'd actually gotten most of it off, just a few tenacious patches of it still clinging in his hair, but he was content enough to leave them there.
Right then he was stretched out in his favorite chair in one of the sitting rooms, basking, really, in front of the fire. He wasn't really asleep, and was probably only dozing due to the day's excitement, wouldn't take much to wake him up again. |
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[Nov. 19th, 2008|09:23 pm] |
Who: Teague Brennan, Lilo Pelekai, Brenda Annn Turner, Torii Sou Wartooth and Miniver Cheevy
What: Adoption!
Where: The Turner-Brennan residence, London
When: Tonight!
Warnings: Slight swearing on Teague's part. Other than that? Nada.
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[Oct. 31st, 2008|04:23 am] |
WHO: Miniver Cheevy and Henriette Stillman
WHAT: Getting better acquainted
WHERE: Mostly, in Moscow.
WHEN: Tonight, 3:30 a.m. or so.
WARNINGS: Probably none.
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Miniver WANTED to be nice and wait for Henn on the front porch, but London, especially at night, is cold and damp and the autumn air bothers his allergies and he'd just rather NOT. So he's in Teague's living room, reading a book and waiting. The door, at least, is left ajar a little, so the place doesn't look totally unwelcoming... |
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[Oct. 18th, 2008|12:14 am] |
Who: Skadi and Miniver
What: Coffee and photos
Where: Paris
When: Late night
Warnings: Swearing, caffeine, possible ANGST! from Miniver
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[Oct. 12th, 2008|07:41 am] |
WHO: Miniver Cheevy and Skwisgaar Skwigelf (the elder)
WHAT: Moving out
WHEN: Nowish, or something, whatever
WHERE: Mordhaus
WARNINGS: ...honestly, you never know with these two.
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After their earlier communication, Miniver winds his way out to the labyrinthine hallways of Mordhaus, and ends up eventually (accidentally, by the most indirect route possible) at Skwisgaar's room. To his credit, he DOES knock before waltzing in and plopping himself on the bed with a cigarette between his lips, headtilty at Skwisgaar, saying nothing until--
"Smoke?" He offers his pack. |
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[Oct. 9th, 2008|02:04 am] |
WHO: Miniver Cheevy, Jack the puppy, and Navi the fairy
WHAT: doin stuff
WHERE: NYC
WHEN: Tonight
WARNINGS: lazy summary writer is lazy
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Miniver arrives via portkey in the City with Jack on a leash. It's been a long time since he was here last -- not just in the city, but in the STATE. It's his home.
He detests it. He greets the sounds and the sight of the city with a growl, and Jack follows suit.
Fortunately, Navi's place is nearby... |
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[Oct. 8th, 2008|10:45 pm] |
Who: The younger rockstar and the hippie
Where: Mini-Mordhaus
When: Now-ish
Warnings: Probably? I honestly don't know, swearing, drinking and probably drugs are a given
Skwisgaar had promised Toki that he'd give living in Mordhaus another shot, so far he was on day two, and it was going... alright, maybe even as much as good, but he wasn't going to go that far just yet.
At that particular moment he was in one of the small lounge rooms, sprawled across a chair sideways, cigarette between his lips, guitar in his lap, just playing whatever happened to cross his mind, most of it not actual songs and not even parts of actual songs. Just drifting through, as it were. |
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[Sep. 29th, 2008|07:10 am] |
WHO: Miniver Cheevy and Skwisgaar Skwigelf the Elder
WHAT: ...talking, or something
WHEN: Now, or sometime
WHERE: Mordhaus
WARNINGS: One never knows, with Mordhaus... the usual rockstar stuff though.
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Miniver's spent the past few days in almost perpetual motion -- moving from house to house, wandering aimlessly, writing down half-finished poems he's never touch again... Then the burst of energy seemed to run out abruptly in a way that had a lot to do with him taking half a bottle of allergy pills a day or so. So here he is, in the common room of Mordhaus, flipping channels on one of the TVs just because he likes the little electronic buzz-ping-hiss sound he's noticed the TV doing every time it goes on or off or changes channels. |
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[Sep. 27th, 2008|06:58 pm] |
Who: Soren Skwigelf and Miniver Cheevy.
What: Talking, hanging out.
Where: Mordhaus.
When: Saturday afternoon.
Warnings: Swearing, but shouldn't be anything else.
( Take me somewhere. ) |
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[Sep. 27th, 2008|04:59 pm] |
Who: Freedom and Miniver
Where: Jack & Bill's house
When: after this the following morning noon probably.
Why: Because it'll be fun! (and also because we figure it'd just slip the vampirates' minds to tell their girl and their sofakat about one another)
Free knew her pirates' sleeping habits, which was why it was well into the noon hour before she made her way downstairs for breakfast, half-dancing and humming along with whatever was piping in on her headphones, knowing her it was another set of thrash-metal sea shanties, lord only knew where she found so many of them.
After rooting, noisily, through the fridge, she decided on eggs and toast, still shuffle-dancing around the kitchen as she set to work. |
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[Sep. 27th, 2008|02:03 am] |
WHO: Miniver Cheevy and Bill Turner
WHAT: Hangin'
WHERE: Bill and Jack's place, London
WHEN: Late tonight, after Cass and Soren are... dealt with.
WARNINGS: One never knows with these two.
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It's late. Miniver's spent the day... well, everywhere, really. He did initially go to Teague's house to hang with the brood over there, then bounced back to Mordhaus for some quality time with his husband, but he's in a particularly energetic swing right now, and come nightfall, was out wandering the streets again with one of his acoustic guitars strapped to his back. He hates autumn... he hates the cold dreariness of London weather and the evening mist matting down his curls and coating his jacket with glittery droplets... but his feet won't keep still, and eventually when windowshopping gets dull, they find their way back to the place that's his other true home -- one he shares with a couple of vampires.
He wanders in, as always, without knocking or announcing himself, and heads towards the study, where he hopes there'll be a fire to warm up next to. |
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[Sep. 14th, 2008|01:53 am] |
Who: Teague and Miniver
What: Bein' emo
Where: Their 'castle', rural central England
When: Tonight
Warnings: Emo, booze, emo, swearing.
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[Sep. 13th, 2008|12:15 am] |
| [ | Tags | | | cassidy turner, charles foster offdensen, henriette stillman, miniver cheevy, nathan explosion, pickles, sable harris, sadako yamamura, skwisgaar skwigelf (post-dethklok), skwisgaar skwigelf (pre-dethklok), soren skwigelf, teja wartooth, toki wartooth, torii sou wartooth | ] |
Who: Dethklok, Dethklok's families, Dethklok's employees, and friends thereof.
What: Paintball vs Blood-Filled Super-Soakers
Where: Mordhaus
When: RIGHT NOW
Warnings: Pigs blood, swearing, possible friendly beat-downs.
It started with Teja. That was really all anyone needed to know. He shot Miniver with a super soaker filled with blood, and Miniver retaliated. It was then that Teja started recruiting. Somehow, word got spread fast as wildfire, and the whole place became divided. It was a battle of paintball guns versus blood weapons. The sides were constantly shifting, and people kept switching sides.
The current standing was this, as the main forces:
Blood: Teja, Toki, Nathan, and Torii
Paint: Miniver, the Skwisgaars, and Pickles.
Things could change at any moment, considering that Soren and Cassidy were called up, and Cass called up Henn and Sable. Even 359, Offdensen and Sadako were invited to join in.
Things were getting pretty messy in the huge castle. Walls and ceilings were dabbled with paint and blood. The place looked like a warzone of impressionist artists.
Let the games begin. |
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[Sep. 10th, 2008|05:14 pm] |
Who: Miniver and Cassidy
What: Jam session, gettin' high.
When: Today!
Where: Tortuga beach house
Warnings: Swearing, drugs. Possible crying. You never know with Miniver.
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