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dragondancer515 ([info]dragondancer515) wrote,
@ 2014-04-03 08:18:00


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Man: *will loosen his hold, letting Deckard turn to look at him. He's a big man, scruffy, but with a kind face. Dirty blond hair and gray eyes clearly mark him as European. He gives Deckard a gentle smile that makes his eyes seem to sparkle.* My name is Alem. Alem Klemens. It's a pleasue to meet you. *his deep voice is an almost gentle rumble. He...just seems like a genuinely kind and gentle soul.*

Deckard: P-pleasure to meet you. Why are you out here?

Alem: I live out here. I've been away from the cabin for a while, seems someone assumed it was abandoned. *seems amused by that, not upset at all.*

Deckard: ....I'm sorry. We didn't mean to intrude. Please let me go, and we'll leave you be.

Alem: You have not intruded. *he does fully release Deckard, though, looking mildly...sad* You do not need to go. *glances over Deckard, noting the injuries* It looks as though you could use a friend.

Deckard: ………….thank you, but I'm afraid I can't allow that.  I don't want to endanger you.  I'm not here…legally… *somewhat…ashamed at that, if he's honest*



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[info]socrowdedinhere
2014-04-03 04:58 pm UTC (link)
Alem: Since it's gallons on gallons of distilled water back at the cabin, I'm thinking using even filtered rain or river water wouldn't be the best idea. C'mon. *stands, but pauses to look at Deckars* Can you move okay? You look rather beat up.

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[info]dragondancer515
2014-04-03 07:15 pm UTC (link)
Deckard: I'll be all right, but thank you. *starts to try to walk, heading back for the cabin…winds up having to lean on Duke*
Duke: *supports him easily*

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[info]socrowdedinhere
2014-04-03 07:26 pm UTC (link)
Alem: *considers offering to carry him, but will leave him the dignity of walking under his own power. He's not moving fast anyway. He never moves fast. And....it'll start to rain as they go. Deckard will feel something spark every time a drop slips through a breach in his armor. As the rain starts to fall at a more steady rate Alem strips off his large leather coat and puts it over Deckard like a big blanket* To keep you dey until we're home.

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[info]dragondancer515
2014-04-03 07:36 pm UTC (link)
Deckard: */flinches/ every time that spot sparks, can't help it – at the coat* Oh! Ah . . . thank you. What about you, though?

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[info]socrowdedinhere
2014-04-03 07:41 pm UTC (link)
Alem: *small but bright smile* A little rain won't hurt me. *will keep going, honestly not minding the rain. He's soaked by the time he steps into the cabin. He'll strip off his shirt and take his coat to go drop in the bathroom for now. He'll grab three towels, bringing two out to the bots before retreating to a room to dey off and change. He'll hang his soaked clothing before coming to see if the Braves are done with their towels.*

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[info]dragondancer515
2014-04-03 08:04 pm UTC (link)
*The two will get themselves and each other dried off as best they can, including opening Deckard up carefully to get at places inside/under the breaches in his armor.*

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[info]socrowdedinhere
2014-04-03 08:25 pm UTC (link)
Alem: *will get a fire going and a blanket to wrap up in* Please, make yourselves at home. This is as much your place now as it is mine.

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[info]dragondancer515
2014-04-03 08:53 pm UTC (link)
Deckard: *nods and . . . well, looks and /feels/ rather lost, so he'll just . . . settle on the floor by the fire*
Duke: *settles with him, also…just not really sure what to do with himself…*

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[info]socrowdedinhere
2014-04-03 09:43 pm UTC (link)
Alem: ...Will you tell me a out yourselves? I know who you are, but being out here I don't honestly know too much about you aside from what I've heard most recently.

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[info]dragondancer515
2014-04-03 10:00 pm UTC (link)
*The two exchange looks and…nod, sure why not – they'll answer any and all questions he has about them and their teammates, past and present. They'll even tell him about the monthly visits and the red scarf. They'll ask a little more about him too, though if he doesn't seem to want to share, they won't press him.*

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[info]socrowdedinhere
2014-04-03 10:13 pm UTC (link)
Alem: *doesn't mind sharing at all. He came out here a little over two years ago, kind of a...soul searching journey. He built this cabin and everything in it (it's rustic but well made), and hasn't been inclined to go back to the city. He hunts, as spring comes he'll plant some vegetables, he makes what he needs. He'll ask a lot about them and their team...and about Yuuta. He'll grieve with them, truly sorry for their loss, both for their "Boss" and what was done to them, glad someone loved them enough to save them.*

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