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wildestlogs2022-07-01 08:03 pm
the_hit_list) wrote in wildestlogs2022-07-01 08:03 pm
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Someone should stop that boy
Who: Tim Drake & Open
What: Tim is entirely too curious a creature. This can take many forms and lead to discussions.
Where: The Castle/The Brugh. Two set-ups are given, but you're free to provide something else.
When: Pre- or Post- Haunted House is fine. Just indicate.
Warnings/Notes: None.
Library
[ Tim is coming to accept that he has some sort of magical ability - he doesn't want to classify it as a metahuman ability, because it takes very specific shapes and effects. Always 3 batarang missiles. Always a wide dome of fog. No ability to sculpt them into anything else. It's precise and dependable, which he begrudgingly has to like, but it feels very limited in that regard.
So Tim is working his way through the library as best he can. He's skipping anything that looks like fiction, anthologies of flora and fauna, or religious automatically, and he's also avoiding narrow topics like a certain war or history of a city. It's slow going, picking the three or four books to go spend the evening with. Liner notes would be appreciated, but for now he's selectively editing by titles and tables of content to pick what he reads next. If anyone asks, he's looking for more information about the Green, its quest, and this castle... but sharp eyes would see that he's also perusing books look a little more ... interesting. That heavily gilded book that's pressed closest to his chest - that is definitely a spellbook. ]
Brugh
[ This is not the first time Tim's visited the throne room. He's tried to hide from people by exploring this fantasy-Tardis, he's trained in the strange spaces and learned different routes through it, found hidey-holes, and sometimes he's just motivated by curiosity.
But the throne room bothers him. The Elves. The mirrors and the forms they take there.
The children.
He keeps coming back to check to see if they've moved. He knows where the whole room stands, how close they are together, where the elves are in relation to the non-Elves.
They don't look like mannequins. They don't look like statues. They look real in a way that Tim hasn't tried to physically touch any of them yet. Touching the Elves would possibly be a terrible idea; touching the non-Elves ... sounds like a further violation. If they're real.
But he does wonder - what if he let loose whatever holds back the healing by one of them? Would it change anything? He knows where it would hit the fewest Elves.
It's dangerously close to an irresistible call of the void. ]
What: Tim is entirely too curious a creature. This can take many forms and lead to discussions.
Where: The Castle/The Brugh. Two set-ups are given, but you're free to provide something else.
When: Pre- or Post- Haunted House is fine. Just indicate.
Warnings/Notes: None.
Library
[ Tim is coming to accept that he has some sort of magical ability - he doesn't want to classify it as a metahuman ability, because it takes very specific shapes and effects. Always 3 batarang missiles. Always a wide dome of fog. No ability to sculpt them into anything else. It's precise and dependable, which he begrudgingly has to like, but it feels very limited in that regard.
So Tim is working his way through the library as best he can. He's skipping anything that looks like fiction, anthologies of flora and fauna, or religious automatically, and he's also avoiding narrow topics like a certain war or history of a city. It's slow going, picking the three or four books to go spend the evening with. Liner notes would be appreciated, but for now he's selectively editing by titles and tables of content to pick what he reads next. If anyone asks, he's looking for more information about the Green, its quest, and this castle... but sharp eyes would see that he's also perusing books look a little more ... interesting. That heavily gilded book that's pressed closest to his chest - that is definitely a spellbook. ]
Brugh
[ This is not the first time Tim's visited the throne room. He's tried to hide from people by exploring this fantasy-Tardis, he's trained in the strange spaces and learned different routes through it, found hidey-holes, and sometimes he's just motivated by curiosity.
But the throne room bothers him. The Elves. The mirrors and the forms they take there.
The children.
He keeps coming back to check to see if they've moved. He knows where the whole room stands, how close they are together, where the elves are in relation to the non-Elves.
They don't look like mannequins. They don't look like statues. They look real in a way that Tim hasn't tried to physically touch any of them yet. Touching the Elves would possibly be a terrible idea; touching the non-Elves ... sounds like a further violation. If they're real.
But he does wonder - what if he let loose whatever holds back the healing by one of them? Would it change anything? He knows where it would hit the fewest Elves.
It's dangerously close to an irresistible call of the void. ]
no subject
Nazgul as in Lord of the Rings?
[He knows his ancient Earth pop culture.]
no subject
[ Tim shrugs, waving a hand at the library around them. ]
We're in a moving case that's half steampunk and half magic. I was healed by Elrond. The world is stitched together from a mix of fairytale and the multiverse, and you and me are just along for the ride.
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[That's sure saying a lot, especially after Tim's explanation of exactly how crazy the current situation is, but Dirk powers right through it. He's definitely actually looking at Tim now – it's obvious somehow, even through the shades. Kid's got one hell of an intense stare.]
The Nazgul spark terror, don't they? Assuming this manifestation of them is accurate to the original canon.