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.

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[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.

[lunchbreaks]

Well, that's why they have an intermission!

And it's supposed to be a live show. We won't get any of that, you'll be able to pause the record.

[necromantiae]

Right, an intermission.

( he can't help it, he laughs a bit. even if it doesn't sound like something he'd much be a fan of, he'd really like the normalcy of something like that. )

Well, that's something. I can't remember the last time I listened to a record. That'll take me back a bit.

[lunchbreaks]

Oh. What do you listen to now?

[ He's perking up and taking mental notes because while he plans on donating the record player and records to the whole town, he does have ambitions of pleasing his two very musically-oriented friends, whose tastes are completely foreign to him. ]

Are they-- those... silvery small records?

[necromantiae]

You mean compact discs? Yeah, those are definitely still around but a lot of what people listen to these days is digital.

( he waits to see if that makes sense to aziraphale before going further. )

You can put it in your laptop, your phone, your whatever. Take it with you without all the baggage.

[lunchbreaks]

How do I... acquire digital music?

[ He blinks owlishly, as if speaking a foreign language for the first time. ]

[necromantiae]

Well, it usually requires an electronic device of some kind and an internet connection which...

( he looks around and shrugs. )

I don't think we have those here. Afterlife doesn't come with good wifi.

[lunchbreaks]

...Oh.

And I don't suppose we could ask Rastus for Internet? Or... wifi?

[necromantiae]

We could but...I don't know how they'd managed it. It would have to be some magical internet.

( not too many telecom companies hanging out in the afterlife. )

[lunchbreaks]

Well, Rastus is very magical. I shall give it a shot.

[necromantiae]

Let me know how it goes because I'd be interested in seeing what he can do.

( if he was magical enough to get them wifi, that'd be damn impressive. )

[lunchbreaks]

Yes, I shall have to let you know. Do you have any requests for type of music?

[ A pause-- ]

--On second hand, I will probably forget.

[necromantiae]

If you're able to get him to get some internet and wifi going, then I'll tell you what kind of music I like.

( one step at a time and all. )

Don't wanna get my hopes up.

[lunchbreaks]

Deal. I certainly hope he's able to get us an Internet.

[necromantiae]

If he's not, I'll just have to regale you with stories about it.

( prepare for story time, aziraphale. )

It won't be as good but at least it can get you familiar with things.

[lunchbreaks]

Oh yes, I should love to hear about your Internet. I once made it a resolution to try and really understand it, but I admit I never quite got around to it. But it seems like such an important thing in modern-- well, life.

[necromantiae]

I won't get too into it yet because it's a lot and it's easier to show you but if they can't hook you up, I'll do my best to let fill you in.

( so much to cover, so little time. or maybe they had time now that they were all dead or something. )

[lunchbreaks]

Oh yes. Very vast. Are text messages a form of Internet? Quite like telegrams, you know, but much easier to send.

[necromantiae]

Sort of. They're digital message sent from one device to another, typically phones. I don't think internet is necessary for all of them but most of them, yeah.

( he'd had a phone back home but hadn't used it a lot. )

They're pretty handy. Easier than telegrams and letters and quicker than phone calls even.

[lunchbreaks]

They're quicker than phone calls? How is that possible?

[necromantiae]

They just...they are. You'll have to take my word. Easiest way is that sometimes phones ring and ring and ring. Messages just get sent. No waiting for someone to find their phone and pick it up.

( not a perfect explanation but it'll do. )