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logsinthenight2019-09-16 11:17 am
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EVENT LOG: GATHER UP
EVENT LOG:
GATHER UP
characters: everyone.
location: beacon at large.
date/time: september 16-25.
content: a town-wide selfie scavenger hunt!
warnings: unflattering camera angles.
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It starts with a network post, and then a song begins to play in the Invincible, loud enough to be heard throughout Bonfire Square. Welcome to the scavenger hunt, everyone! You've been tasked with finding 25 "items" in and around Beacon, so hop to it!
Please remember to ICly report your findings on Robin's network post if you want them to count toward a prize! As a further reminder, you're free to interpret the list items however you/your character would like, and you're free to assume your character can find all of these things somewhere in town without running into trouble! Just don't stray too far from town to go gallivanting off into the wilderness, as that might be dangerous. This includes finding forest spirits! You're welcome to NPC your own forest spirit encounters, just like in our last event.
That said, if you would like to search a particular area for a fun surprise, let us know below!
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( It's a rhetorical question, and teasing, but Javert can't help but answer anyway. Let there be no doubt between them that he can be relied upon. He takes the seat next to her at the table and scoffs slightly. )
Hard-earned? As if I didn't just show up at your doorstep like a stray animal.
( He's not going to address the idea of mention being friends because. Are they? Or is that the part that Rosalind is lying to Robin about? He dares not ask. )
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You weren't nearly so pathetic. I wouldn't have allowed you near me if you were.
[Blunt but honest, as she pulls the camera up.]
Smile.
[Or don't. But she is, sharply and challengingly, the way she gets when she's telling him of some nastiness in her past.]
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His first instinct is to frown, but since she asked him nicely, he attempts something of a smile. It's not terrifying, at least, but smug, just like most of his smirks. He keeps as still as he can until the camera shutters, then says, )
This is foolish. ( He huffs performatively, wondering, ) Do you intend to do all of them?
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[The decent thing about this is that it's quick: half a second, nothing more. A smile is odd on his serious face, but not appalling. Unusual, just as it is for her. What a pair they make, she thinks, glancing down at the photo.]
But if the prize is something worth having, I'd rather expend a slight bit of effort and not regret it. And now you've a chance to earn it too. It rather works out for the both of us, doesn't it?
[So that's that on that. She focuses back on him, sliding back a bit.]
. . . I used to be photographed as a matter of course when I was alive. Did I tell you? They'd drag me out in front of the press for each new invention, and cajole me for a smile, a laugh, anything along those lines.
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Sounds like a nightmare. ( He says, rough, leaning back into the chair. )
I never much cared for newspapers. They sensationalize everything. I suppose it is even worse where you come from, if they disrupted you so.
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[She reaches for her wine, sipping at it idly. They've spent more than a few evenings like this, talking back and forth over dinner or wine or what have you; it's pleasant, honestly, in a mundane way.]
He wasn't nearly as scientifically clever as I was, but he was charismatic. Clever, too. He put on a song and dance each time he released something new, and everyone simply adored him. Who wouldn't? He was the richest man in the city. Never mind he worked his employees to death; never mind all his inventions were stolen. He was likable. He was charming.
I was not. And I suspect they rather hoped I might be, in an insipid way; blinking prettily and telling everyone I was just so excited to be producing something new. I never did, but they persisted each time.
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( He very nearly rolls his eyes at the description of her rival. Javert never liked those sorts of people. Their charisma and kindness always seemed to be a cover-up for something, and even when it wasn't, it was just irritating. )
Absent that, did you not appreciate the fame that came with your status?
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I suppose it was useful. Certainly it was easier to get things done when people balked or fussed stupidly. I didn't particularly care being stopped in the street, but the more time passed, the less that occurred, thank god.
[Hm. A moment, and she adds:]
I wished for recognition for my work, not fame. The difference lay in a-- a matter of celebrity, I think. I didn't want to be fawned over, not like my rival did. I simply wanted people to realize I was brilliant without my having to do an entire song and dance beforehand to prove it.
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( Javert understands her completely. Not so much on a gender inequality scale, but her desire for respect mirrors his own. He had to fight and claw to get where he was, to earn the rank of Inspector First Class despite the set backs of his upbringing, and his mother's heritage. )
Whatever the case, it should not make a difference. You are intelligent. Anyone who isn't a complete fool should be able to see that.
( He's not trying to charm her or anything, he's just being honest. )
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You'd be surprised how many fools there are, Inspector.
[There's that lightning smile again.]
Or perhaps not. Tell me: how many idiots have you had to deal with in your command?
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( Which isn't to say that there weren't any idiots in the police force. There were plenty. It's just that Javert did not have the patience to deal with them. )
I did not suffer fools. If any of my subordinates were to abuse their power or their position, they would be dismissed. Loathe as I am to admit it, corruption was commonplace thing among the police.
( But not him. If there's one thing Javert can pride himself on, it's that he was never swayed by bribery. )
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[Honestly, her opinion of the police in general isn't worth much.]
Power in general tends to corrupt. Add to it the power to control others very directly . . . no, I'm not shocked that you found corruption again and again.
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( Small-minded as it is, Javert truly believed in the policeman's duties. He thought the law a perfect baseline for justice, but it is not. He stares off into the tavern at nothing, looking somewhat despondent for a moment before quietly responding, )
I left a note for them, you know, before I died. Observations for the Good of the Service. I'm certain the Prefect must have thought me mad β if he even read it at all β but I could pursue my dismissal without at least trying to enact change.
( He doesn't know why he's telling her this. It's not as if he cares whether she thinks he's a good cop or not. Perhaps it's just something that's been weighing heavily on his mind. )
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What did you recommend?
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( It was madness as well as insubordination. Perhaps that is why he never thought to speak on it until then. Javert falls silent for a moment, thoughts swirling, before noticing the nearly empty glass on the table and snapping back to attention. )
But enough on that. Would you like me to fetch you more wine?
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Yes. Please. And thank you, Javert. Sit with me a bit longer.
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( He never understands these requests for company, but he doesn't have it in him to disobey. It's custom for a man to refill a woman's wineglass, and so Javert does just that β bringing back a drink for her and a glass of something nonalcoholic for himself. He places them both in front of their respective seats. )
I've finished my patrols for the day. I will stay however long you wish.