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Ted Mosby ([personal profile] teds_out) wrote in [community profile] paradisa2012-01-28 11:21 am
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27 Blueprints -- Dictated

[When Ted wakes up and discovered he had gone to sleep simply out of boredom to wake up two weeks later, it didn't exactly grip him with the same anxiety as it had the first time it happened to him, but it did cause him to think that maybe it was a signal of some sorts. A signal to get off his ass and actually do something.

He'd spent most of the morning simply mulling over the matter, skimming the journal idly and glancing at his various belongings-- like the trashcan in the corner, filled to the brim with crumpled papers of failed architectural designs.

Around eleven, he would write in the journal.]


Vivian
Hey. Uh, sorry for not checking up on you, I was kind of in a loss-induced coma. [He continues on smoothly, unfazed.] I know it's still kind of cold out, but do you want to go take a walk in town?

Everyone
Yo, guys, it's Ted. Got knocked out for a couple weeks, so I hope I didn't miss anything too exciting. Hey, um, I guess this is directed more toward people who know me, but. You guys want to hang over at my place later? [He gives a shrug despite himself.] There's not really an occasion. But hey, why does there need to be? We're alive. Young. We need to rile this place up! Get lively!

Plus I haven't watched Galactic Battles in forever. Who's with me?
heloise: (++ / seen unicorns)

[personal profile] heloise 2012-02-08 01:50 am (UTC)(link)
The castle has taught us to consider all possibilities, hasn't it?

[ Wine and company after all. She wasn't the one to ask Ezio along, but still. She beams at Ted when the door opens. Awe seems to be a measure of everything in the modern world. ]

Ted. I doubt it's possible to prepare oneself for such awe!
assassino: (content ❧ beware of the dog)

[personal profile] assassino 2012-02-08 01:56 am (UTC)(link)
[He smiles, and waits so Lucrezia can enter first. There's that awe word again...]

I've yet to see one of these "movies".
heloise: (++ / with glee)

[personal profile] heloise 2012-02-08 02:13 am (UTC)(link)
[ She steps into the room and trots past the couch and directly to the TV, reaching out gingerly to touch the screen. Warm again. ]

Look, Ezio, this is how we will watch the story unfold, is it not, Ted? The little people made of electricity will play it out for us.
assassino: (sly ❧  oh death)

[personal profile] assassino 2012-02-08 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
I'm looking forward to it.

[He sits down on the couch, watching Lucrezia with amusement.]

Is that what they're made of? I thought they were pictures, not people.
heloise: (+ / what weapons)

[personal profile] heloise 2012-02-08 05:00 am (UTC)(link)
Pictures then, made of electricity. Like in people's eyes.

[ She laughs, skipping back to the couch and taking a seat between them. The lady gets prime seating location, right? ]
assassino: (calm ❧ he's just another girl addict)

[personal profile] assassino 2012-02-08 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
[Good choice, Lulu.]

People's eyes have electricity?
heloise: (++ / have this dance)

[personal profile] heloise 2012-02-11 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
[ She giggles as quietly as she can after being shushed, turning to Ezio. ]

So I was told.

[ And now, ooh flying words. She tries her hardest to keep her mouth closed. ]
assassino: (sly ❧ dirty to the bone)

[personal profile] assassino 2012-02-11 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
[Ooh, they've been shushed. Naughty Italians 8) He just casts a grin at Lucrezia before turning his eyes to the screen. Flying words, indeed.]

How do they take a picture of that?