#6-Candles

[blue_sniper]

[Bucky's not in the ballroom with everybody else, or whoever decided to go to the ballroom. He's actually sitting in the lobby, with a bunch of candles around him. There's a book of matches next to him, too, since there seems to be a magical draft in here. Thanks, Castle. There also seems to be a wished-up bottle of the worst tasting whiskey in the world and a shot glass.]

Hey, are all of you guys all right? You aren't stuck anywhere, are you? If you want some company [or to keep him company] I'm in the lobby. Can't miss me. There's a ton of candles.

(OOC: You probably know if you're Bucky's friend or not. This is also open to anybody who wants to walk by and see him there.)

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[wizard_redfive]

[Dairine can definitely read that. So in a bit, she wanders into the lobby, a small spark of light floating next to her.]

Bucky?

FOREVER

[blue_sniper]

[He sees her approaching, and raises his shot glass to her in a salute, and then takes it in one swallow.]

Hello, Dair.

AND EVER

[wizard_redfive]

[Dairine blinks at all the candles. Woah, he wasn't kidding.]

What on Earth are you doing? An Opera Phantom impression?

[blue_sniper]

A what? No, I'm keeping things illuminated. [There's more than that, of course, but he's not going to tell her that unless she asks.]

[wizard_redfive]

Nevermind. [Broadway musicals are probably not high on Bucky's to-do list.]

And the drinking?

[heloise]

[ The journey down to the lobby seemed perilous, but she has finally made it. Lucrezia edged toward Bucky clutching an old expensive-looking manuscript and a snuffed out candle on the other hand. ]

Dear Bucky! This must be how sailors feel when they see land.

[blue_sniper]

[He grins at her and shifts over so she can sit down. Then he strikes a match and relights her candle.] Too bad I'm not a sailor. I'm in the army. ...What's the book?

[heloise]

[ She returns the grin with a chuckle as she hops into the circle and seats herself beside him. ]

No, you are the land. [ She places the manuscript on her lap. The title is in Latin. ] This is a small comfort, a gift from home. Have you heard--of Abelard and Heloise, Bucky?

[blue_sniper]

Oh, it was your gift from the Castle. And no, can't say I have. [He smiles.] A poor boy from Brooklyn wouldn't know any stories like that. Or the language it's written in.

[heloise]

[ She seems genuinely surprised to hear that he is poor, since he is a soldier. But then she smiles bashfully and runs gentle fingers down its cover. ]

My brother read it for me.

Abelard was--castrated for loving her and so became a monk. Heloise, a great beauty at the time, became a nun because she could never love another man. Their love was pure and all-consuming, like the love of God.

friends filter; you're getting default until i set up his journal. :(

[valuedstrength]

Don't set anything on fire.

filtered forever and what an awesome icon it is

[blue_sniper]

I am not going to set anything on fire. Though, if I set anything on fire it'll possibly be myself.

my favorite. also i caved.

[valuedstrength]

Bucky. [Now he's actually concerned this could happen.] Do you need me to come down there?

that was quick and also, bucky learns quick

[blue_sniper]

I am not going to set myself on fire. [When has denials like these ever worked in his favor? Never. He resigns himself to having Steve in the lobby in about ten minutes.]

he really does. :(

[valuedstrength]

[A little longer than ten minutes since Steve is pretty up high. He manages to get there with his journal, a sketchbook, and a small case. Bucky's markers and some spare pencils may be in it.]

Looks like I made it in time. You're not smoking yet.

filtered;

[signedlefthanded]

I'm stuck in a maze. Best timing.

filtered;

[blue_sniper]

...Stuck in a maze? Where?

Re: filtered;

[signedlefthanded]

Insolitus. I'm with Percy. It's okay. [But she doesn't sound confident.]

filtered;

[blue_sniper]

Sorry, Violet. You're on your own. I can barely take sitting here with a bunch of candles. I'm not walking through the dark.

filtered;

[signedlefthanded]

What's wrong? [Serious tone.]

[modernholmes]

[Eventually Conan makes it into the lobby with the aid of the flashlight built into his watch and makes his way toward the candlelight.]

What are you doing?

[blue_sniper]

Drinking a bit and sitting around a bunch of candles. Obviously. [He shifts over if Conan wants to sit or stand in the candle circle.] It's pretty crowded and loud in that ballroom.

[modernholmes]

Exactly why I'm avoiding it. [Conan drops down to the floor and turns off the light in his watch to save the battery.]

[blue_sniper]

[Bucky looks over at Conan, playing with his empty shotglass.] Look, I'm sorry about the last time we talked. I wasn't exactly in the best mood. You didn't deserve to get interrogated like that about something you probably didn't even know about.

[modernholmes]

I wasn't bothered.