Aleksander Sólheimr ❉ Norway (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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mayfield_rpg2012-05-18 06:28 pm
alt_for_norge) wrote in mayfield_rpg2012-05-18 06:28 pm
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[002] Action
A. [Location: Tailor Shop (inside)]
[Norway rather quickly found that this is where he's supposed to be working. Tailoring has never been something he's tried, but at his age he can turn his hand to most things. He enjoys the relative quiet, and the way that he can pick up gossip as people seem to forget that he's there as he's silently taking their measurements. Already he has seen several examples of the 'drones' that he has been told about, and has forced himself to behave normally with each of them. It's enough to give him a headache.
Anyone coming into the shop during the day would find him sitting at a table, turning up the sleeves on a dinner jacket]
B. [Location: John Doe Park]
[At half past five, Norway can be found in the park, sitting on one of the benches. He would appear to be alone, but quietly humming to himself, occasionally murmuring a few words, made half-tuneless by the volume.
He seems content, but will anyone speak with him?]
[Norway rather quickly found that this is where he's supposed to be working. Tailoring has never been something he's tried, but at his age he can turn his hand to most things. He enjoys the relative quiet, and the way that he can pick up gossip as people seem to forget that he's there as he's silently taking their measurements. Already he has seen several examples of the 'drones' that he has been told about, and has forced himself to behave normally with each of them. It's enough to give him a headache.
Anyone coming into the shop during the day would find him sitting at a table, turning up the sleeves on a dinner jacket]
B. [Location: John Doe Park]
[At half past five, Norway can be found in the park, sitting on one of the benches. He would appear to be alone, but quietly humming to himself, occasionally murmuring a few words, made half-tuneless by the volume.
He seems content, but will anyone speak with him?]
A Tailor
I need the leg lengthened in these. . .
[Showing the pants. They are an olive green, and belong to a 3 piece suit that looks brand new.]
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Nodding slightly, he gives the suit a quick look, and then gets to his feet]
Certainly, Nederland.
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[Wait a minute.]
Hoi, Norwegen?
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... Ja, that is me.
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I knew you were here before, but I didn't know you'd come back.
[It's not like he's glad or anything.]
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[He takes a closer look at the clothes he's been asked to adjust]
It is good to see you well.
[Does he mean it, or is it just a courtesy? You can never really tell with him]
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[Luckily, Holland isn't complicated. He'll take most things at face value.]
I can't say it's good to see you here.
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[He pauses, just a moment, at that last statement, then seems to shrug mentally. He pulls the tape measure from around his neck]
You are free to have your dislike of my presence. I have no quarrel with you in this place.
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[He'll let Norway take the clothes from him.]
This isn't a good place to be, mostly.
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[He looks amused, just for a moment]
I had already surmised as much. Stand here please.
[He gestures towards a small, raised podium nearby, lifting the tape measure slightly]