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phantasmalrift2018-07-06 05:07 pm
burninglight) wrote in phantasmalrift2018-07-06 05:07 pm
☆ // your destiny, make it grand or horrible
Who: Ardyn + open
What: General mid-late June catchall and a birthday.
When: Somewhere around 6/14 - 6/30, time is bendable.
Where: In and around the Station/Annex.
Warnings: None yet.
[Ardyn rather went about his life as best he could. When he was't actively doing something, he tended to spend a while on the viewing deck; usually around sunset. But most of the time he kept himself busy around the Annex--perhaps a little too much so.]
[On rare occasions he'd be in the greenhouse tending to...whatever kind of plant that was. But most often one could find Ardyn in the hangar; carefully examining the gliders and running basic maintenance on them where necessary, sleeves rolled up and a look of concentration on his face. On days that were slightly less boiling hot he could be tracked down to the beach, practicing with a red-toned greatsword before it vanished into light to be replaced with a shortsword--and after a few swings with that, it vanished in favor of a massive glowing scythe that disappeared only seconds later, Ardyn dropping to sit down on the sand and looking exhausted.]
[On June 30th, his whole overworked routine seemed to change; Ardyn could be found in one of the kitchens in the early afternoon, pulling varying ingredients out of the Armiger--it looked like he was baking something involving chocolate chips and coffee.]
[...Mostly a lot of chocolate, though.]
What: General mid-late June catchall and a birthday.
When: Somewhere around 6/14 - 6/30, time is bendable.
Where: In and around the Station/Annex.
Warnings: None yet.
[Ardyn rather went about his life as best he could. When he was't actively doing something, he tended to spend a while on the viewing deck; usually around sunset. But most of the time he kept himself busy around the Annex--perhaps a little too much so.]
[On rare occasions he'd be in the greenhouse tending to...whatever kind of plant that was. But most often one could find Ardyn in the hangar; carefully examining the gliders and running basic maintenance on them where necessary, sleeves rolled up and a look of concentration on his face. On days that were slightly less boiling hot he could be tracked down to the beach, practicing with a red-toned greatsword before it vanished into light to be replaced with a shortsword--and after a few swings with that, it vanished in favor of a massive glowing scythe that disappeared only seconds later, Ardyn dropping to sit down on the sand and looking exhausted.]
[On June 30th, his whole overworked routine seemed to change; Ardyn could be found in one of the kitchens in the early afternoon, pulling varying ingredients out of the Armiger--it looked like he was baking something involving chocolate chips and coffee.]
[...Mostly a lot of chocolate, though.]
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. . .
[okay he has to.]
Might I ask a highly personal and perhaps stupid question?
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...How exactly are you planning on doing that?
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Fair enough.
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It's mostly performance art. You know, blind girl drawing.
It's kind of like why I wear shirts with funny phrases and stuff even though I can't read them myself. It makes people stop and think. Or say something.
Worked here.
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...Hm. [Ardyn gave that serious thought for a moment, coming up with the conclusion of:]
You know, that's actually something of a charming approach.