Amberley Vail (
hegantha) wrote in
towerofanimus2013-02-04 03:02 pm
Entry tags:
post office, sewing, and sauna oh my! [open/closed to cain]
Characters: Amberley and YOU. The last prompt is closed to Ciaphas though.
Setting: Floor 51, 87, and finally 77
Format: Whatever's fine!
Summary: Amberley sets off to sew some new dresses, writes some cute mail for friends, and then finally meets up with Ciaphasso she can boss him around.
Warnings: Open threads should be really tame. The closed thread will involve a lot of eye banging and swearing, most likely.
Floor 51
[ After speaking with Chloe, Amberley realizes that a hobby is something she needs. Granted, she has been spending a lot of time exploring, but that was getting old and stale now that she had gone through the new rooms and the old. Though, she can't imagine doing something that wasn't at least somewhat productive, so she set off to the sewing room. Amberley only came in with one silky dress, and she wanted at least a few more.
With a few failed attempts thrown around her chair, you can see that she's getting the hang of it... kind of? Her most recent attempt, which is just 'alright' doesn't conform to her body, but it's at least wearable without looking completely horrible.
Also, you may or may not notice the Mannequin she kicked down for trying to steal her sewing kit. ]
Floor 87
[ Amberley also wanted to begin using the mailbox system. She had never used mail written on paper, and while it seemed very archaic to her, she still really wanted to try! She managed to swipe some markers and different colors, and she writes in elegant words on sheets of paper she found lying around inside the mail room. She just hoped that everyone here reads Gothic... ]
[ooc: gothic is basically english in the 40k world. ]
Floor 77 | Closed to Ciaphas Cain
[ After telling Ciaphas to meet her here, she waited in the shared locker room. After discovering this room, she had been interested in the lockers, but not enough to reveal the contents she was hiding in there to anyone else. Ciaphas would be the perfect person to make sure that her contents were secure.
She particularly liked this new floor because it was mostly empty, quiet, and rather relaxing. It was a good way to get Ciaphas alone and finally relay information she's been meaning to, but couldn't because of listening ears. Plus, it'll be nice to complain for once, because she doesn't really do that opening up to people thing that others in the tower might have done. ]
Setting: Floor 51, 87, and finally 77
Format: Whatever's fine!
Summary: Amberley sets off to sew some new dresses, writes some cute mail for friends, and then finally meets up with Ciaphas
Warnings: Open threads should be really tame. The closed thread will involve a lot of eye banging and swearing, most likely.
Floor 51
[ After speaking with Chloe, Amberley realizes that a hobby is something she needs. Granted, she has been spending a lot of time exploring, but that was getting old and stale now that she had gone through the new rooms and the old. Though, she can't imagine doing something that wasn't at least somewhat productive, so she set off to the sewing room. Amberley only came in with one silky dress, and she wanted at least a few more.
With a few failed attempts thrown around her chair, you can see that she's getting the hang of it... kind of? Her most recent attempt, which is just 'alright' doesn't conform to her body, but it's at least wearable without looking completely horrible.
Also, you may or may not notice the Mannequin she kicked down for trying to steal her sewing kit. ]
Floor 87
[ Amberley also wanted to begin using the mailbox system. She had never used mail written on paper, and while it seemed very archaic to her, she still really wanted to try! She managed to swipe some markers and different colors, and she writes in elegant words on sheets of paper she found lying around inside the mail room. She just hoped that everyone here reads Gothic... ]
[ooc: gothic is basically english in the 40k world. ]
Floor 77 | Closed to Ciaphas Cain
[ After telling Ciaphas to meet her here, she waited in the shared locker room. After discovering this room, she had been interested in the lockers, but not enough to reveal the contents she was hiding in there to anyone else. Ciaphas would be the perfect person to make sure that her contents were secure.
She particularly liked this new floor because it was mostly empty, quiet, and rather relaxing. It was a good way to get Ciaphas alone and finally relay information she's been meaning to, but couldn't because of listening ears. Plus, it'll be nice to complain for once, because she doesn't really do that opening up to people thing that others in the tower might have done. ]

Floor 51
However, there's someone else there, and it's probably rude to cloister himself in a corner and cuddle all the nice soft fabric rather than saying hello, so...]
Hello.
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[ Amberley's completely distracted when she greets Kurt, and manages to knick her finger with the sewing machine. Someone didn't teach her how to use the sewing machine, she just kind of messed around with it until it worked... ]
Frak! [ Yeah, she wasn't expecting that at all. She didn't get hurt too badly, the tip of her finger is just bleeding a bit. She rips off a piece of material nearby and ties it around her finger. ]
Whoops... ah, sorry about that! I hope I didn't startle you any.
[ Trying to regain face; She wasn't exactly doing very well at making a good first impression. ]
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[He offers a smile, trying not to stare too openly at Amberly's failed attempts at dress-making.] Not to worry, I'm not startled a bit.
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[ Oops, she kind of thinks Kurt is poor now but don't worry she won't say it out loud or anything.
Also it's kind of hard not to stare because somehow she tried to make a dress out of umbrella fabric. ]
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floor 87 (Lancer is currently under a curse)
Hm?
[He looks over at the pretty girl holding the multicolored markers.]
Ah...I guess someone is gonna be receiving a really pretty letter...
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Colorful enough?
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Yeah, it is. More colorful than any other letter I've ever seen.
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I don't think I've seen you around before. I'm Amberley.
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[His tone isn't half so jolly as it usually is. He's too tired at the moment.]
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But he showed up without any undue problems.]
I made it. Any reason to wait until everyone was supposed to be sleeping?
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[ Though Cain isn't aware that everyone around them is a potential heretic. Yet.
She gestures towards her locker, which has her name engraved on it. It doesn't seem to have a lock or anything attached to it. ]
Can you do me a favor and open that for me?
[ He won't be able to, since despite the lock, only the owner can open it. He doesn't know this yet, though. ]
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Right....give me a moment to check it.
[After wasting a bit of time trying to see if it would blow up, he hesitantly tries to open it...and fails.]
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Good, now I know that these are safe.
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[It seemed a little questionable.]
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Floor 87
Good morning! Who are you writing to?
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[ She's like a kid in a candy store. There's even one in here for you, Tohko, but you're not allowed to read it yet! ]
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At that comment, she smiled and chuckled a little.]
Writing, sending, and getting letters is a lot of fun! It's a bit old-fashioned where I'm from, but it's still great. I'm guessing that they didn't have a mail system like this where you're from?
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But dataslates can't do this!
[ She draws a big pink heart on a piece of paper and holds it up ]
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That's great! It's wonderful to see people who like writing and drawing!
[But mostly writing.]
But..what are data slates? We didn't have those in my universe.
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floor 87
.. Blink. ]
What are you doing..?
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[ She gives a big smile. ]
Did you get anything yet?
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I was actually looking at it just now, but.. it's empty. I guess I should have expected it.
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She points at herself.
Another blink. ]
For me..? You're really writing something that's just for me? [ Like she can't even believe it. ]
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