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poly_chromatic2014-01-31 09:48 pm
candothat) wrote in poly_chromatic2014-01-31 09:48 pm
Entry tags:
action, January 30th/31st
[Okay, but has everyone forgotten that there's snow outside and Anonymous is setting up all kinds of amazing things? Dogsled races! Dips in the ridiculously cold ocean among the icebergs! Free hot chocolate! Chekov, being his own boss, gives himself both days off on account of all of the misery accumulated throughout the rest of January. There's nothing like some bracing winter excitement to lift the spirits.
Shut up, he's Russian.
He makes the most of both days. Dogsled racing on the thirtieth? Yep, he's there, hanging on for dear life and trying to remember which words the dogs respond to. (He doesn't win, but he makes it across the finish line with no injuries that require hospitalization, so he considers himself victorious.) Polar bear swim on the thirty-first? Why not! Chekov is practically obligated to participate! His plan to outlast everyone else braving the icy ocean waters fails when an inability to feel his limbs complicates doggy-paddling, but it was fun while it lasted.
Chekov barely sets foot indoors. He can be found almost anywhere in the City, running or starting snowball fights or watching moonlight sparkle on the snow after the sun sets. It's two days of enjoying the City without worrying about disappointing anyone or dwelling on those who have left. Chekov thinks that he has earned it.]
[ooc: Open action for either day!]
Shut up, he's Russian.
He makes the most of both days. Dogsled racing on the thirtieth? Yep, he's there, hanging on for dear life and trying to remember which words the dogs respond to. (He doesn't win, but he makes it across the finish line with no injuries that require hospitalization, so he considers himself victorious.) Polar bear swim on the thirty-first? Why not! Chekov is practically obligated to participate! His plan to outlast everyone else braving the icy ocean waters fails when an inability to feel his limbs complicates doggy-paddling, but it was fun while it lasted.
Chekov barely sets foot indoors. He can be found almost anywhere in the City, running or starting snowball fights or watching moonlight sparkle on the snow after the sun sets. It's two days of enjoying the City without worrying about disappointing anyone or dwelling on those who have left. Chekov thinks that he has earned it.]
[ooc: Open action for either day!]
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[brb, changing into something sensible and cold-weather-worthy.]
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[Raikov waits for him to get changed]
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Lead me to the vodka! But not too much. There is still a good deal to do today.
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[Since he used to work there, he knows the quality of their drinks]
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[No, he isn't thinking about what that implies.]
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... Oh, yes! I can't believe I almost forgot about Isaak's bar... We can go there.
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Good. I never have to pay for drinks there.
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I should go there more often then.
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[gonna tease him because lol that bar of all places]
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Why are you surprised?
[It's entirely impossible to tell if he's actually baffled or just playing dumb.]
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[WIDE-EYED INNOCENCE.]
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You are aware of my... preferences, yes?
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[And Isaak makes sure no one messes with the jailbait.]
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... You little devil.
[He ruffles Chekov's hair]
I would've never pegged you the type to do that/
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[He huffs at the hair-ruffling, but he doesn't really mind.]
I like to think of it as making the most of my youth. When I'm old and no longer adorable, no one will buy me drinks or fail to get mad at me when I trick them.
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