Marian Hawke (
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mayfield_rpg2012-08-20 02:40 pm
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[ACTION A; 1761 Beaver Street]
[Of course, the dog is the first to notice that something is amiss. The radio, having turned itself on at full volume, rouses the poor beast from his slumber, and the mabari hops off the bed to growl and bark at the offending device. Sadly used to such wakeup calls, Hawke sits up, rubbing her eyes and frowning.]
Maker's breath, boy, there's no need for--
[FWOOSH.
And as she pushes herself to her feet, Hawke falls through the bed, passes through the floor, and lands neatly in the living room. On the couch. Where her not!husband is sleeping. Or, well, where he was sleeping. Oops.]
[ACTION B; wherever]
[Falling through the floor was one thing, but the creepier-than-usual drones are something else entirely. When Merida's drone starts walking backwards and continually asking for the time, Hawke decides it's time to get the hell out of the house and walk the dog.
So, together with Cupcake, she walks through the front door - literally - and sets about exploring the town. She doubts she'll find anything interesting, so she amuses herself by watching the dog phase through trees and fences before peeing on them. Maybe he's doing his business in your front yard!]
[Of course, the dog is the first to notice that something is amiss. The radio, having turned itself on at full volume, rouses the poor beast from his slumber, and the mabari hops off the bed to growl and bark at the offending device. Sadly used to such wakeup calls, Hawke sits up, rubbing her eyes and frowning.]
Maker's breath, boy, there's no need for--
[FWOOSH.
And as she pushes herself to her feet, Hawke falls through the bed, passes through the floor, and lands neatly in the living room. On the couch. Where her not!husband is sleeping. Or, well, where he was sleeping. Oops.]
[ACTION B; wherever]
[Falling through the floor was one thing, but the creepier-than-usual drones are something else entirely. When Merida's drone starts walking backwards and continually asking for the time, Hawke decides it's time to get the hell out of the house and walk the dog.
So, together with Cupcake, she walks through the front door - literally - and sets about exploring the town. She doubts she'll find anything interesting, so she amuses herself by watching the dog phase through trees and fences before peeing on them. Maybe he's doing his business in your front yard!]
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Whatever exclamation- profanity-laced or otherwise- he was going to shout at the sudden appearance of his not!wife ends up being more of a sputter, as Hawke lands on him, driving the air from his lungs.
With a gasp, he makes a very valiant effort to sit up. ]
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After that very graceful landing, she stares up at the ceiling for a long moment, blinking slowly. It takes her a moment to realize just what - or, rather, who broke her fall, but as soon as it hits her, she quickly slides off the couch, dusting herself off.]
Well. That certainly just happened.
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Yes. It did. Can I ask what just happened?
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It would appear that I fell through the floor and landed on you. Just my way of saying good morning.
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[ He glances up at the ceiling. He grabs the nearest thing he can find- a small pillow from the couch- and tosses it. It passes through the ceiling and back down again. He then decides it's time to get off the couch just in case the mabari decides to drop in next. ]
I'm going to guess that's not normal, even for this place.
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B
He's watching the drones currently walking backwards and asking for the time and such. Yeah, whatever the hell this is, he's getting the idea he's in for seeing something happen soon.
When he's walking down the street, he does notice Hawke walking her dog...and it's walking through trees. Okay, weird.]
Does he do that often? Or is this just today?
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[He looks at Hawke and her nearly falling through the fence.]
I am guessing Mayfield is deciding it is time for the festivities to begin soon? At least that seems to be what it is saying.
[He just looks over to one of the drones mowing the lawns backwards.]
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:O the plot thickens
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sorry this is late, we've been moving
no worries B)
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ACTION right in front of his house aren't you lucky
[But then he falls... right through the door with a colossal CRASH and several choice words.]
[He's only lucky he doesn't go right through the porch as well.]
Andraste's tits!
skjdfsdkfj lucky me indeed
And she showed up just in time, as it turns out.
The dog tears off toward Anders as soon as he hears the crash, whining and wagging his tail worriedly. Hawke isn't far behind, of course.]
Oh, so it's not just me. Good to know. [a beat] Are you all right?
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[He pushes at the dog. No, not now, mabari go away. But picks himself up in the end, just fine.]
No, it isn't. And yes, aside from having my pride shattered, I'm fine.
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I'm sure your ego will recover. Sooner than me, at least - I fell through the floor this morning, gave Howe a good scare. [She grimaces.] Mayfield's at it again, it seems.
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B
Well that's different.
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B
I guess there's a major system error going on. I wonder when they'll do something horrible to try and cover it up.
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action b!
Juliet opens her arms wide and attempts to call out to the doggy. Oh, how she loves furry cute animals! ]
Oh my god! What a cute puppy! Here boy! Come here boy! [ SHE WILL GET THIS DOG TO HER ONE WAY OR ANOTHER... ]
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Look at that face. You can't not pet him!!]
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Hawke, on the other hand, is just amused. The dog is pretty cute, so she can't really blame Juliet.]
Making friends, I see.
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