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quietplacelogs2018-03-03 01:42 pm
justbeingknife) wrote in quietplacelogs2018-03-03 01:42 pm
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Tried to nurse it behind my momβs back. [Open]
Featuring: Majima (justbeingknife) and you!
What's happening: Finding old gyms, moving house, let's get drunk on the minibar
Day/s: Throughout March
Content warning: Salty language, drinking, Majima being himself
I feel alive for the first time
Each sip hits my lips like a landmine
On the 7th day, it was said God rest/But on the 8th day he made the DVX
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justbeingknife) and you!What's happening: Finding old gyms, moving house, let's get drunk on the minibar
Day/s: Throughout March
Content warning: Salty language, drinking, Majima being himself
I feel alive for the first time
[ Ever since they'd found those old boxes of footage, Majima had been wandering further and further out in his explorations, both to get a better handle on the town and because he wasn't so sure their last hit had simply been dumb luck. Sure, coincidences happened, but --
There was a tall building with a white stone facade up ahead, its entrance slightly ajar. Oiling the hinges and pushing the door open revealed a wood-floored room illuminated only by a row of high windows along the back side. PISCINE BOULLINGRIN, read the sign.
It, like its neighbors, looked long-abandoned. But the row of mirrors inside and the markings along the floor suggested that the first room had once been some kind of studio.
ooc: Feel free to stop by and have Majima ask if your character would like to explore the abandoned gym, or find him a little later on rummaging through equipment closets, searching the rooms, or starting some cleanup! This is a general placeholder for any gym-related shenanigans. ]
Each sip hits my lips like a landmine
Uh... thanks.
[ signed Majima as a native carried a bar stool through the doorway and into the house. The man waved enthusiastically at him before leaving once more -- possibly to bump into anyone standing outside.
Should anyone drop by, they'd find that the walk-in basement of Majima's new house was currently filled with random junk Majima hadn't asked for (but appreciated, don't get him wrong): a pair of tonfa, shoes, a 50-pound bag of sand, a dart board... and then there were the boxes of bottled alcohol. These were clustered around the dark wood counter of the mini bar, which to the old owner's credit was beautifully appointed.
Majima shrugged, and plucked the first of the bottles out of its carrying crate -- single malt Scotch, amber in the afternoon light. ]
Guess I'm gonna need a sign.
On the 7th day, it was said God rest/But on the 8th day he made the DVX
[ Later on in the month, with everything squared away, Majima could be found at odd hours behind the bar, cleaning glasses or reading about bartending technique.
Someone who knew him well might think he looked a little more tired than usual, but any new faces? They'd get a smile and a bow from the man at the counter. ]
What'll it be?
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Maybe all American boys did love cowboys. Eddie certainly didn't know one who didn't. Truthfully, had Eddie been born a later generation in the eighties, he no doubt would have loved wizards and dragons more too. Hell, he was very fond of superheroes too currently, but he had a certain...thing for cowboys. Something that hooked his attention probably a little more than other kids who liked cowboys.
They were just so rugged and capable.)
Really! That'd be so cool. You're so cool, Majima. If you got some music to play in here, if it's soundproof, you could get some of that crankity old saloon style music.
(He says this in complete earnest, because gosh. It was the truth.)
I don't know what a spaghetti western is, but we had lots of westerns.
I really like Clayton Moore. He's like
wow, you know? (AKA celebrity crush status.)
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Majima had to admit that there was something extra about rugged, capable men. He'd just never thought of cowboys in that sense before.
There was something about raw physical ability that was inherently fascinating, though it was only recently the he'd realized how inextricably one form of physicality could be tied to the other.
More importantly, a twelve-year-old was calling him cool. He didn't know how to deal with this. Was it a positive or negative development, he was going to go with positive. ]
Ha! Yeah, maybe.
They call 'em that 'cause they were made by Italians. There's a real famous one 'bout three dudes in the old west tryin' to find buried treasure. Got a real kicker of a soundtrack.
[ After a moment's thought, Majima whistled a short, fairly passable snatch of the theme of The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly. Thanks for that soundproofing, Tetora. ]
Sorry, never heard of him. What was he in?
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It was definitely positive. Well. Eddie thinks so anyway. He doesn't think too many adults are cool, after all.)
Oh. That makes sense. Kinda goofy, but I get it. That sounds really cool.
(It was always a little crazy hearing something completely new, and Eddie listens to Majima's whistle with large, curious eyes, a smile growing readily.)
He's the Lone Ranger. He ran around with an Indian and a white horse and they did all this cool stuff. He had awesome like codes too. He'd be all "To have a friend, a man must be one" and stuff like that.
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[ Although The Lone Ranger had obviously never been a big part of Majima's life, it was obvious that it had a big impact on Eddie's. From his description, it sounded to Majima like the program had been geared towards kids -- why else include lines about friendship? ]
That's some pretty solid advice. Hey, I heard Kara was putting together a movie room.
Maybe you could get her to play some Lone Ranger one of these days, make a whole spectacle of it.
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Who's Kara?
(Of course, he had met Kara before, but only ever as Supergirl.)
Maybe. I dunno. Some people from the future might think it's cheesy or something.
I could have sworn I responded to this...
[ That was the best description he could come up with for Kara, enjoy that... ]
Hey, some people like cheese. Anyway, I'd watch it. You got me all curious now.
[ Also there were cowboys to consider. ]
dude i do that alllllll the time you're fine
(That-....That was definitely Eddie making a sex joke wow okay he definitely feels comfortable with Majima then. But either way, that sounded a lot like what boys at school were always gushing about.
Except the only blond he really knew here....hm.
He's soon smiling. Majima really did a good job of making him not feel stupid for a damn thing.)
Really? Then I'll try and find it. You can find some of those spaghettis too. We can make a night of it or something. Man I miss movies too.
NO PUNS INTENDED
He was trying to keep a straight face, but only semi-succeeding. For a kid who had that sort of 'I'm a coward' air about him a lot of the time, he could be ballsy as fuck; that was the kind of casual ragging Majima expected from a colleague, not a preteen. ]
Nah, not my type. She's a real nice girl, though.
[ Okay, now Majima actually was smiling. He eased back into a more casual style of dance, more swaying and less acrobatics. ]
And you got yourself a deal. I'll hit the library later.
HEHEHE
That's like the type of every American guy I'm pretty sure. I don't think I know her.
(But if Majima trusted her then so did Eddie.)
Oh. Are there movies there? I haven't been yet.
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[ And come to think of it... ]
Wonder if we could scare up some snacks, too... I think one or two people around here bake.
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I think I would kill a man to have brownies again. Jesus. My mom made awesome brownies. They were so chocolaty and she put powdered sugar on top.