dock rebuild | ota / mingle

[lunchbreaks]

characters: Aziraphale, Crowley, Daylight, Eleven, Stone, Eliot and YOU
location: The docks
date/time: Early Nov through Nov 11th
content: A mingle log for rebuilding the docks and/or generally if you'd like to have your character help with a mini-project. Feel free to throw up your own TLs! I am also still on slowatus until the 6th but wanted to put this up with ample time before Sandman!
warnings: N/A. If you would like to handwave your involvement, please just lmk and I'll add you to a list or something so everyone can just assume your character was around

The wood, cut and planked, sits in a pile on the beach, covered in whatever tarp-like object can be found to keep it from getting wet. On the bright side, the ferry comes in when they finish gathering supplies for the dock - so they don't have to gather more, and they don't have to rebuild a ferry. Still, large trunks are prepared for weather and hammered into the water, and don't get much of a chance to stand alone before a small group of people descend on them to cobble together a little dock. Not as grand nor as finely-made as the previous one, it will be nonetheless sturdy and usable, with hopefully no further changes for the last two years it may need to exist.

Comments

[necromantiae]

Oh, I do but that's not really why I look so young and vibrant. One benefit of being a warlock is we don't age as quickly as normal humans do.

( but he appreciate the compliment nonetheless. )

So, give me a century and maybe I'll get a grey hair.

[lunchbreaks]

Oh, but you'd look good with grey hair, I think.

Some of us have just always been a bit white.

[ He looks upwards towards his cloudy mounds of curls. ]

[necromantiae]

Really? Always this color then? Never thought about dying it?

( would you want to be a pink haired rebel, aziraphale? )

[lunchbreaks]

Absolutely not! No other colors would work with my clothes. And my skintone!

[ You try to come near him with manic and there will only be panic. ]

[necromantiae]

How do you know if you haven't tried?

( come on, you gotta live a little! )

[lunchbreaks]

Well, I've bought many brightly-colored clothes. I think they looked quite awful on me!

[necromantiae]

Have you gotten anyone else's opinion?

( what did your friend, crowley, think aziraphale? )

[lunchbreaks]

[ He frowns and then after a long pause, makes a gesture. His hair turns a bright burnished copper. ]

See?

[necromantiae]

What's so wrong with that? I think it looks good.

( maybe not as good as what he usually wore but still good. )

You're good looking overall.

[lunchbreaks]

That's very sweet of you, Ambrose, but--

[ With another gesture, it's now long and purple. He looks ridiculous. ]

[necromantiae]

Now, that...is a look.

( ambrose snickers and shakes his head. )

You look like you belong at Woodstock.

[lunchbreaks]

What is Woodstock, is that a shop?

[ Another gesture, and he's got a flashy silver-black ombre mullet that looks like it's made of tinsel. ]

[necromantiae]

Woodstock was a big music festival back in the sixties. It was outdoor and fell of people with hair like that who just did a lot of drugs, had a lot of sex and listened to music.

( ambrose hadn't attended. )

Now, that's a mullet. That's amazing.

[lunchbreaks]

[ He reminds himself that Ambrose means the 1960s. ]

Only the once?

I imagine you had a good time.

[ Another turn and now he has a very mod 60s haircut, big and round with a thick fringe. ]

[necromantiae]

Oh, I didn't go. I just heard about it.

( he'd been a little busy at the time. )

But, it was a pretty big thing. People still talk about it to this day and people have tried to put on variations of it but it's never been quite the same.

[lunchbreaks]

I suppose it'd be hard to replicate here as there's a dearth of both music and drugs.

[ A beat. ]

Actually, I suppose we have zero for three.

[necromantiae]

But we have booze!

( which was something, right? )

I never was much into drugs, anyway. I tried them because I was young and dumb once but I realized they weren't much my thing pretty quickly. So, the lack of those here isn't too much of an issue. I do miss music though.

[lunchbreaks]

Well--! I had asked Rastus for a record player. I did last time as well, but it... it's at the bottom of the lake, unfortunately.

[necromantiae]

Oh, well.

( probably not going to do anyone any good there. )

I'm sure someone could get down there and get it but if it works, I'd be surprised. But hey, this place is weird so it might surprise us.

[lunchbreaks]

Well, I'm hoping Rastus can just find us a new one!

I hope he's got the same records picked out as last time, while I was unboxing I saw one labeled A Night at the Opera. That sounds wonderful.

[necromantiae]

Yeah, that sounds...

( like opera. )

That your kind of music? Opera?

[lunchbreaks]

[ Ambrose will be so excited to find it's actually a Queen album. ]

Oh, yes. Opera is such a lovely new-- lovely way of telling a story.

[necromantiae]

It's kind of...loud, isn't it?

( he was generalizing, he knows, but he's never been one to get into opera. )

Loud and long.

[lunchbreaks]

Well, that's the point. It's a story told through song, with a technique loud enough so everyone can hear you. Some of them are quite beautiful, though if you speak Italian they're much easier to enjoy!

[necromantiae]

So, it's movie? A movie musical?

( he knows what an opera is and he's even seen one a time or two but they never were his favorite thing. )

I think I'd prefer something that I can put on pause and walk away from without missing an important part of the story.