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poly_chromatic2013-12-17 10:33 am
valedictory) wrote in poly_chromatic2013-12-17 10:33 am
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four ★ video / action
[ This is Harry's first holiday season in the City - as such, he has no idea of what's going on today. In fact, he's out and about, bundled up all nice and warm. A long, fluffy scarf is wrapped about his neck and draped over his wool coat, a matching knit hat perched on his hat with his hair fighting its way out under the edges.
There's a bittersweet enjoyment he finds in the snow, and in the general festive air to the City as of late. While Christmas is a far cry from the ubiquitous mega-holiday it once was in his time, the changing of the seasons and the City itself are reminiscent of home - not Voyager home, but home home. It's somehow nice and cruel all at once.
He's not out without a purpose today, either. He's gone to the Hall of the Missing, curious about all the faces that have come and gone before he even arrived here, how many people have passed through the anomaly that he never crossed paths with. They're numerous - and there are even a few portraits that he recognizes, which is of particular interest.
It's when he's walking out that his device turns on, the hall visible behind him. He probably had something to say, but as he's passing through the threshold (bedecked with mistletoe, naturally), a shadow is cast over him. He looks up from the device, eyes widening slightly as he looks to find the source, before a couple of large hands reach out and grasp him by the front of his coat.
The device falls from his hand and hits the ground, where you can catch a glimpse of him being lifted off his feet before it turns off with the impact. ]
[ooc: Respond via network, or open to action from anyone, anywhere - before, during, or after the Hall. He'll still be out for a while.]
There's a bittersweet enjoyment he finds in the snow, and in the general festive air to the City as of late. While Christmas is a far cry from the ubiquitous mega-holiday it once was in his time, the changing of the seasons and the City itself are reminiscent of home - not Voyager home, but home home. It's somehow nice and cruel all at once.
He's not out without a purpose today, either. He's gone to the Hall of the Missing, curious about all the faces that have come and gone before he even arrived here, how many people have passed through the anomaly that he never crossed paths with. They're numerous - and there are even a few portraits that he recognizes, which is of particular interest.
It's when he's walking out that his device turns on, the hall visible behind him. He probably had something to say, but as he's passing through the threshold (bedecked with mistletoe, naturally), a shadow is cast over him. He looks up from the device, eyes widening slightly as he looks to find the source, before a couple of large hands reach out and grasp him by the front of his coat.
The device falls from his hand and hits the ground, where you can catch a glimpse of him being lifted off his feet before it turns off with the impact. ]
[ooc: Respond via network, or open to action from anyone, anywhere - before, during, or after the Hall. He'll still be out for a while.]
video; FOR NOW mwuahaha or something
[ And under his breath: ] So help me if I have to spend my life here rescuing Kathy's people from wild animals, I had better earn a wage for it.
video; oh how delightfully ominous <3
No, Q, I'm fine. Thanks.
video; <333~~
[ Enjoying this immensely to be honest. ]
video; :3
I'm sure.
[ Though even as he's saying it, he spares a glance upward to his disheveled hair. He'll just... take his spare hand and straighten that hat of his. ]
I can handle ruffled.
video;->action
[ The last of that was said from behind him. ]
The problem is you're doing this all wrong. Fighting it.
video;->action
It's a curse, Q. Until we figure out how they work, there's not much we can do about it.
action
[ He flings an arm across Kim's shoulder. ]
It isn't about how it's done, it's all about your approach to the whole affair. Now you can do what your captain is probably doing and grit your teeth and soldier through; it's their prerogative to be sticks in the mud, after all. Or you can enjoy it, and make it a fun experience for all. These are the best years of your life!
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[ That's a familiar gesture - how very cozy. Of course, Harry is by far the most easygoing of the crew present, so he just rolls with it. ]
And you know, I'm not exactly comfortable with enjoying a curse that overrides people's free will. Different people have different boundaries about this kind of contact, they're not all going to shrug it off so easily.
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If you do not answer this message within ten minutes, I will come looking for you, so please either respond or, if you receive this after I have found you, know that you were given warning.
video;
[ He's a bit mussed, as he was just lifted off the ground and kissed by someone with the better part of a foot on him, but otherwise... ]
I'm all right.
video;
Was it the mistletoe?
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It was... something.
[ He's not shaking, is he? He feels like he's shaking.
He's not really]Had this one before?
video;
Yes. It is seasonal.
[Video]
Are you alright? Do you need help?
[And if he doesn't get an answer promptly? Harry will have a dragon trying to track him down.]
[Video]
[ This curse would have been but enough, but this really kicks up the embarrassment a notch. Half the City probably thinks he's been kidnapped. Again. ]
Thanks.
[Video]
[Video]
[ With the slightly long-suffering addendum: ]
From someone a lot bigger than I am.
action;
She stands outside a bookstore, debating whether or not to go in. On one hand: Chekov loves books. On the other hand: She can't read them (not these books, anyway). How will she know which book to get him?
Dilemma.]
action;
Having some trouble?
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I'm just debating. I want to pick up a present for my friend... [She trails off. It'd be embarrassing to say I can't read any of the titles, because she's not illiterate! She can read just fine, thank you very much, as long as it's in her language. But these books aren't in her language, and even if they were, Chekov couldn't read them. She wishes her little device thing could translate titles. Stupid useless device thing.]
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That can always be tricky, buying a book for someone else. Tastes are subjective.
[ But there are places to start considering... ]
Any idea what kind of book you want to get them?
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[ With a smile, he gives a gesture toward the door. ]
Want a hand finding one?
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[ And he opens the door, holding it. ]
I'm Harry, by the way.
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Korra. I really appreciate you helping me out with this.