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riverviewlogs2018-08-17 12:27 pm
massivesword) wrote in riverviewlogs2018-08-17 12:27 pm
Entry tags:
[open] Causing trouble for everyone involved
who: Dante and all of you!
what: Mainly just being a lazy butt
when: Throughout August
where: Around various places
warnings: None really
i. Roommate issues; For anyone in Communal Housing
[For anyone in the communal housing, Dante can be found frequently where he isn't wanted. Whether that means eating food out of the floor's fridge (doubly bad if he decides to attempt heating anything), taking a shower, or lounging around on the wrong floor, the half-devil is precisely where he shouldn't be, messing with stuff that doesn't even belong to him. Sharing the kitchen and living areas is fine until you have to put up with the demon hunter with no demons to hunt. He's almost intentionally in the way, entertaining himself by finding new ways to be underfoot. For a man over six feet tall, he somehow manages to achieve his goal with finesse.]
Don't you guys have anything to drink around here? What good's a fridge if you don't use it?
[Yes, he asks that even if he's in just a towel. Whatever floor he ended up on.]
ii. Modeling around the city
[Sir, please!
People who happen to be outside around various scenic areas of Quarantine will probably see a camera crew and someone trying very hard to direct Dante for a photo shoot. By the look of things, they are going for a nice athletic shoot for a local fitness magazine, but trying to get the man out of his trademark red coat and into the chosen wardrobe is... a struggle, to say the least. That, and he's outright refusing to pose with the drinks they brought.]
What's wrong with what I have? If I put that on, I'll just have to take it off again. Besides, it doesn't even look like it'll fit. I'll probably rip the thing.
[It only gets worse when one of the assisting crew tries to get him to put down his guns and giant sword.]
Hey! Lay off. There's no way I'm handin' this over. You'll probably hurt yourself. Better just let me hold it. Why don't you just take the pictures like this? It adds some excitement! Who cares about a bottle of protein juice? You want tough, just use steel.
iii. Being half useful outside the city
[Eventually he just needs a break. Even though Dante doesn't put a whole lot of effort into the modeling business or getting by in the housing, he still eventually gets tired of brushing off the work crew and making a huge mess of things inside. He needs to get out. It's late at night when he goes wandering beyond the quarantine's safe limits and into the wilderness, strolling along until he encounters local wild beasts and some sort of lizard men that don't really care for intruders. He gets cornered, which is to say he makes no effort at all to avoid the ambush, slowing his walk to a stop when they circle him.]
Huh. Guess it's a busy night out here after all. And here I thought I was gonna be bored.
what: Mainly just being a lazy butt
when: Throughout August
where: Around various places
warnings: None really
i. Roommate issues; For anyone in Communal Housing
[For anyone in the communal housing, Dante can be found frequently where he isn't wanted. Whether that means eating food out of the floor's fridge (doubly bad if he decides to attempt heating anything), taking a shower, or lounging around on the wrong floor, the half-devil is precisely where he shouldn't be, messing with stuff that doesn't even belong to him. Sharing the kitchen and living areas is fine until you have to put up with the demon hunter with no demons to hunt. He's almost intentionally in the way, entertaining himself by finding new ways to be underfoot. For a man over six feet tall, he somehow manages to achieve his goal with finesse.]
Don't you guys have anything to drink around here? What good's a fridge if you don't use it?
[Yes, he asks that even if he's in just a towel. Whatever floor he ended up on.]
ii. Modeling around the city
[Sir, please!
People who happen to be outside around various scenic areas of Quarantine will probably see a camera crew and someone trying very hard to direct Dante for a photo shoot. By the look of things, they are going for a nice athletic shoot for a local fitness magazine, but trying to get the man out of his trademark red coat and into the chosen wardrobe is... a struggle, to say the least. That, and he's outright refusing to pose with the drinks they brought.]
What's wrong with what I have? If I put that on, I'll just have to take it off again. Besides, it doesn't even look like it'll fit. I'll probably rip the thing.
[It only gets worse when one of the assisting crew tries to get him to put down his guns and giant sword.]
Hey! Lay off. There's no way I'm handin' this over. You'll probably hurt yourself. Better just let me hold it. Why don't you just take the pictures like this? It adds some excitement! Who cares about a bottle of protein juice? You want tough, just use steel.
iii. Being half useful outside the city
[Eventually he just needs a break. Even though Dante doesn't put a whole lot of effort into the modeling business or getting by in the housing, he still eventually gets tired of brushing off the work crew and making a huge mess of things inside. He needs to get out. It's late at night when he goes wandering beyond the quarantine's safe limits and into the wilderness, strolling along until he encounters local wild beasts and some sort of lizard men that don't really care for intruders. He gets cornered, which is to say he makes no effort at all to avoid the ambush, slowing his walk to a stop when they circle him.]
Huh. Guess it's a busy night out here after all. And here I thought I was gonna be bored.
i.
This guy has been easy to track, but hard to avoid. Still, even Natasha didn't expect him to be standing in the kitchen, apparently by all appearances nothing but a towel.
Natasha pushes past him to the fridge, and grabs something that looks like an apple, determinedly ignoring him. But she lets the fridge linger open a second longer than usual. No, she decides. He wouldn't fit. ]
Do the faucets not work on your floor? I can call someone for that. [ Her voice is light, sweet, and false. ]