Alexei Denoia (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
fallenambitions) wrote2011-08-10 10:23 pm
fallenambitions) wrote2011-08-10 10:23 pm
Entry tags:
- !action,
- !voice,
- am i dead yet?,
- casey? what casey?,
- come at me namipie 8|,
- haha wasn't affected,
- i feel better from finding your flaws,
- is so late,
- mikan orchards has a healing factor,
- pondering,
- reminiscing about the past,
- ~duke pantarei,
- ~eggman,
- ~iroh,
- ~marco,
- ~monkey d. luffy,
- ~moses sander,
- ~nami,
- ~nefertari vivi,
- ~r. giles,
- ~sanji,
- ~tomoya okazaki,
- ~tsubaki yayoi,
- ~yuuka kazami
[Action/Voice] 007
[Action]
[It's late at night, late enough when most people are asleep. Alexei is one of those people...or well, was. His journal had been placed aside, but it can still pick up sounds. Roughly it picks up someone violently waking up. Alexei found himself wandering into memories he didn't like to recall. They were quick flashes, but his moments before, during and after his death were continually bombarding him. Not exactly a very happy dream. So rather then roll over and just go back to bed, he's going stay awake for a while, maybe distract himself by looking through the journal.
It's been strangely quiet here in apartment 15 of CB1. It now lacked one occupant that used to reside in the room next to Alexei. It's a sickening remainder that staying here was still only temporary. Maybe that's why his own death was haunting him tonight. And now Casey was truly lost to history again. Not exactly a major loss when she had been dead for ten years to him. Reminiscing about the past seems to have become regular occurrence for him now. Being stuck in one place and not even having a job to keep oneself busy can lead a mind astray. Especially right now...when he has no other direction laid out for him but death the moment he leaves. He closes his journal. Listening to others has even lost it's charm.
He needed to find something else to get his thoughts together, find somewhere to go. Out of this apartment...or maybe even out of the village itself. Yes, just for a few days he'll get out of this stuffy village and explore the terrain outside. He hasn't quite done that yet, anything to keep him from sitting around right now. It just left him feeling anxious. Right, so that's the plan, prep for the trip and then leave when he's ready, most likely for the mountains and beyond that. There's only so much of the same forest one can deal with.
It's too late/early to gather supplies, but he puts together anything he would need that he already had. Wasn't much to pack really...and he wanted to get out of the apartment now. There is one place in this village he could go to for a while. He puts on his uniform...but bypasses on getting all of his armor on. He doesn't think he'll be there for very long and it's not worth it. His waist plate, and his sword will do just fine. Once he leaves, he's heading for the mikan orchard. It's been a long time since he was last there, around the time after the family experiment. He finds a spot under a tree and sits. Sure enough, the strange calming effect it had on him happened again, almost meditative.
He takes a deep breath and then pulls his journal out again. The thing he was pondering and about to ask, was more to himself then to anyone in particular.]
[Voice]
What did you strive for back home? Your goals and did you ever achieve them? Anything that you would bet your own life to see happen? ...Or is there something right now that you would give your life up for?
[It's late at night, late enough when most people are asleep. Alexei is one of those people...or well, was. His journal had been placed aside, but it can still pick up sounds. Roughly it picks up someone violently waking up. Alexei found himself wandering into memories he didn't like to recall. They were quick flashes, but his moments before, during and after his death were continually bombarding him. Not exactly a very happy dream. So rather then roll over and just go back to bed, he's going stay awake for a while, maybe distract himself by looking through the journal.
It's been strangely quiet here in apartment 15 of CB1. It now lacked one occupant that used to reside in the room next to Alexei. It's a sickening remainder that staying here was still only temporary. Maybe that's why his own death was haunting him tonight. And now Casey was truly lost to history again. Not exactly a major loss when she had been dead for ten years to him. Reminiscing about the past seems to have become regular occurrence for him now. Being stuck in one place and not even having a job to keep oneself busy can lead a mind astray. Especially right now...when he has no other direction laid out for him but death the moment he leaves. He closes his journal. Listening to others has even lost it's charm.
He needed to find something else to get his thoughts together, find somewhere to go. Out of this apartment...or maybe even out of the village itself. Yes, just for a few days he'll get out of this stuffy village and explore the terrain outside. He hasn't quite done that yet, anything to keep him from sitting around right now. It just left him feeling anxious. Right, so that's the plan, prep for the trip and then leave when he's ready, most likely for the mountains and beyond that. There's only so much of the same forest one can deal with.
It's too late/early to gather supplies, but he puts together anything he would need that he already had. Wasn't much to pack really...and he wanted to get out of the apartment now. There is one place in this village he could go to for a while. He puts on his uniform...but bypasses on getting all of his armor on. He doesn't think he'll be there for very long and it's not worth it. His waist plate, and his sword will do just fine. Once he leaves, he's heading for the mikan orchard. It's been a long time since he was last there, around the time after the family experiment. He finds a spot under a tree and sits. Sure enough, the strange calming effect it had on him happened again, almost meditative.
He takes a deep breath and then pulls his journal out again. The thing he was pondering and about to ask, was more to himself then to anyone in particular.]
[Voice]
What did you strive for back home? Your goals and did you ever achieve them? Anything that you would bet your own life to see happen? ...Or is there something right now that you would give your life up for?
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You're such a jerk, Alexei. Screw you. B|]
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Fuck it, he's about to just forget knocking at the door and just ditch the stupid bird at the house. That house being the Straw Hat's that he is now approaching and getting to the door. Someone will likely hear all the squawking and deal with it themselves.]
1/2
And then he gets a good look at the magpie. Stuck in a cage. Where magpies usually belong because they are fuckin annoying creatures, but he remembers a certain cyborg mentioning a magpie he'd be interested i--]
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So this bird does belong to someone here. [Not making any connection yet and taking Sanji's yelling in stride]
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[Yes, the irate chef demands you undo all your hard work and release his feathered nakama immediately, so that she may peck you to death as punishment for your crimes, at her leisure.]
1/4 I think...
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No, I think 5
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DONE
....This is Nami.
Re: DONE
[Yeah, who actually thinks that besides Luffy?]
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You deal with it. [He's leaving.]
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Nami-san, are you alright?! [Don't worry. ;; He's gonna open that crate right now.] You're not hurt, are you?
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...so she'll flutter back to perch on Sanji's shoulder and stick her beak in the air instead. B|]
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He's probably daydreamed about this at some point, but not quite in this context. 8|a Still, her clear disdain gets an amused grin when he turns to look at her]
I'm sorry, Nami-san! I hope you weren't waiting long.
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Yeeeeees~! It's your ever present knight, come to your daring rescue! [Don't mind that wiggling. You can stay perched on, right?]
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Nope, wobble.gif
Nami flaps her wings with a faintly offended caw, practically slaps you in the face with one and flutters off. For the kitchen. B|]
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That said, the creeping feeling that she doesn't understand him is becoming more blatant. He should probably pursue and make sure she doesn't hurt herself in there.]
Maaah... how the hell do I keep you in here, then? [And what do birds eat for that matter. >>]
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... I guess we'll find out, won't we? [Rollin' back the sleeves and walking to the fridge] Let's see... nuts? Maybe ham? [Magpies totally like ham, right? >_> In any case he's pulling out some leftovers]
Nami-san~!! My lovely, feathered angel, I have your meal~!
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/crawls back from school
Sanji's sure your manners will be as pristine as always... yes. Totally.]
/blows up your school while you're safely away from it >>
\o/ Yeeeeees. /becomes a bum
Being a bum has advantages!