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The winter season in this world is a strange one. I've watched it unfold with some fascination. The emphasis is not quite on meeting with your loved ones to eat and reminisce in the colder months, but to show that affection through gifting. That's not a foreign concept in Vere. We give, of course. But I've noticed a lot of the 'gifts' being advised in this place are far less thoughtful. And come with a disregard for personal safety.

[ Mass produced, he means. Over the top. Don't mention sales ever again. And yet talk of holidays and family has him feeling quite considerate. Which is also the likely reason he's choosing text instead of showing his face to the network. He doesn't like to be too obviously sentimental. ]

If you could have one thing that you had been given in your world brought to this, what would it be? Mine would be a book. I've had it since I was eight and even now I would like to read it again, because it was chosen by someone who loved me.

[ As Prince of Vere, he's been given many expensive and ridiculous things. But Auguste's book of tales should still be sat in his room in Arles. He misses it. ]
helpline: (pointing for emphasis)

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[personal profile] helpline 2016-11-28 04:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[ time for another round of 'is the Doctor serious or is he being deliberately obtuse.' ]

Shoes. D'you know how hard it is to find a pair of shoes that fit really well? I had this pair of Doc Martins that a friend gave me, finally broke them in and wore then down, get ported to a different universe with the shoes right back in the TARDIS.
helpline: (well he IS the doctor)

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[personal profile] helpline 2016-11-28 06:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[ look, understanding a little is A+ compared to other things. This can be worked with. ]

Not really. The TARDIS is my ship back in my world. [ we're...just gonna leave off the space & time travel for a bit, baby steps with regards to Laurent. ]

She's been my home for the longest time.
helpline: (look at this smile)

[personal profile] helpline 2016-11-28 08:35 pm (UTC)(link)
I've been traveling most of my life, [ said with a shrug. And oh, he's thankful that his statement packs more of a punch with this body than say, Matt Smith. ]

Got any questions about anywhere in particular?
helpline: (kind of disgruntled)

[personal profile] helpline 2016-11-28 09:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[ There's a pause as the Doctor mulls things over. ]

It's less of places that surprise me and more of events. Sentient suns, moons that are eggs, a space train with a mummy that's a soldier, things like that.

Even with all that, the Land of Fiction was quite possibly the strangest.
helpline: (a little bit smarmy)

[personal profile] helpline 2016-11-30 01:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Because that's what it was: a Land of Fiction. A different universe where fictional characters all run amok, run by the same logic as children's books and fairy tales.
fistofthejoestar: (you wanted it to be blessed)

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[personal profile] fistofthejoestar 2016-11-28 06:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[he matches what the post has begun with, as he always does. Jonathan really ought to be honing his typing skills anyway - just because his enormous bara fingers don't smash nearby keys as collateral damage anymore doesn't mean he's particularly fast.]

A sword. It was given to me by a truly admirable man that I had long respected, although I do wish I had been able to meet him in less tragic circumstances.

He entrusted his legacy to me more than just a simple blade, and it helped me end a great sorrow. It broke in the process, but I'm certain that someone here could have fixed it up.


[he misses what Luck & Pluck represents as much as the sword itself. all those memories, his and others, wrapped up in a noble blade. the sword he had now was a fine one, to be sure, but it wasn't the same.]
fistofthejoestar: (i spend the day your way)

[personal profile] fistofthejoestar 2016-11-28 08:07 pm (UTC)(link)
It certainly wasn't without any small trouble. There were specialists of a sort at one of the past swear-ins, and that's where I finally found someone who could give me what I was looking for. It still took me a little under a year to reach that point, though.

To be honest, it wasn't particularly common outside of leisure pursuits at home either! But I am a little over 125 years behind the time of this world, yes. It's been quite an exciting stay.
fistofthejoestar: (for all of the loved ones gone)

[personal profile] fistofthejoestar 2016-11-28 08:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Perhaps it's old-fashioned of me, but I believe there are some things that can only be accomplished with a blade - whatever the date on the calendar may be.

[like cleaving a vampire's head in two, for instance.]

It's a bit gratifying to see people walking about unarmed here, though. I'm glad to see that the world has changed enough that they feel safe doing so.
fistofthejoestar: (to let you do that)

[personal profile] fistofthejoestar 2016-11-28 08:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[keep it that way, summer child. :T]

I do. Abilities, even the fantastic ones some imPorts have been gifted with, cannot always prevail alone. There's a place for everything.

Nature and the world often shift hand in hand. Whatever the reason, I'm happy for it.
fistofthejoestar: (a thousand answers by in our hand)

[personal profile] fistofthejoestar 2016-11-28 09:11 pm (UTC)(link)
More sentimental, perhaps, but certainly not kinder.

[everyone has the same capacity for kindness in Jonathan's eyes. not everyone lives up to that potential, of course, but he refuses to even consider the idea that there's some sliding scale of natural compassion in humanity.]

It's grand, isn't it? Although I do find some things a bit...too familiar.

[he's from a time when repression was practically the namesake for the entire era. he can't help being caught off guard at times, even as easygoing as he is.]
fistofthejoestar: (the music dance and sing)

[personal profile] fistofthejoestar 2016-11-30 05:59 pm (UTC)(link)
There's a casualness in this world that was never present in my own. It's mostly in the way that people address each other.

[and dress, and touch on more than a few occasions...]
attainment: (Heaven knows I was just a young boy)

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[personal profile] attainment 2016-11-28 09:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[Even coming from a world as materialistic as Sternbild, Barnaby understands many of these sentiments too well. There's a reason his expensive apartment back home barely has anything in it.]

My parents gave me a toy robot for my fourth birthday. It was one of the few things I had left from them.

[Kotetsu had given him one that was remarkably similar during their first Christmas here, and while Barnaby appreciated the thought and effort that went into finding it, it doesn't hold a candle to the original because none of the warm memories of his family are attached to it. (That's not touching on the fact he's a grown man in his 20s now, and the robot serves no functional purpose, but again...the thought is more important than the gift itself.) ]
attainment: (You've gotta give for what you take)

[personal profile] attainment 2016-11-30 12:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Some robots are shaped like humans, yes.

[His parents were robotics engineers, so that type of machinery occasionally leaves him feeling sentimental.]

Doesn't it all come from wishing for people and places we'll never see again? Seems more natural when I think about it that way.
attainment: (Heaven knows I was just a young boy)

[personal profile] attainment 2016-11-30 12:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[Especially the people.]

Exactly. Without the memories associated with it, it becomes just like any other old toy or book.
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[personal profile] granularity 2016-11-28 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Mine would be a book too. Not to be boring. It was written by someone who loved me and sometimes when I'm reading it, I can hear her voice again clearer than the memories are otherwise.
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[personal profile] granularity 2016-11-30 02:31 pm (UTC)(link)
She was definitely special.

And she wrote other books, but this is the one that I always thought sounded the most like her.
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[personal profile] barbarus 2016-11-29 10:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[ This all seems very sweet...

Until that last part. Then it crushes his heart.
]

A book from your brother.

What is it?
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[personal profile] barbarus 2016-12-02 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
[ It's not comfortable. None of it is, and it shouldn't be. Laurent is only forced to mourn the loss of his brother because Damen made it so. There is no single act in his life he wishes that he could change more than that one.

He owes Laurent any comfort he can give him. If he can help him, in any way...
]

No, he does not. I did not know if you would wish to speak of him to me.

I did not know if that would make things harder.
resipiscent: (well okay.)

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[personal profile] resipiscent 2016-11-30 01:50 am (UTC)(link)
A fruit that only grows back home. I'd plant it near the beach.
resipiscent: (i see)

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[personal profile] resipiscent 2016-12-01 04:06 am (UTC)(link)
Paopu. It's shaped like a star.