ext_45890 ([identity profile] smecker.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] taxonomites2011-09-10 08:38 pm

[Location - The Birdhouse - Open to ALL] [brief visual]

Paul eyes the table full of food and the cheap plastic chairs he's got set up. There should be plenty-- if he runs out, he'll take it as a very good goddamn sign, because it means people showed up.

The food isn't anything too complex-- there's a big tossed salad, some lasagna, garlic bread (and room on the table for people to place their own additions, if they want). The point of this isn't to be gourmet: it's to get people here, to try and make everyone get onto the same page.

Paul pinches at the bridge of his nose. That may be too much to hope for. Same book, though. Same book would be nice. Reading out of the same encyclopedia which has some common rules about not screwing each other over in the face of dealing with a common enemy.

He reminds himself to be polite, to bite back on his natural bitchiness, or at least cloak it in socially-acceptable levels of sarcasm and humor. Then he picks up his tablet to broadcast a reminder to the city.

"Hey, Taxon: food's on. Come with your brains engaged."

It's a few minutes yet until noon. Paul has a seat in one of the chairs and leans his head back to stare at the ceiling, waiting for people to arrive.


[OOC STUFF! The Birdhouse layout is visible here. Since Paul lives in the building now, it does count as a private residence: if your character requires an invite to get in, they will find the way blocked unless someone invites them inside. If characters want to do that, either knowingly or unknowingly, that is cool OOCly, but I'd like a private PM first about it since it may all factor into things Paul does with the Birdhouse over time. I'm also totally down with playing out a vampire not being able to get in, and trying to have to cover that up if they want to.

EVERY CHARACTER IN TAXON is welcome in this thread, regardless of whether or not you have established CR, positive or negative, with Paul. Just post them arriving!

I'm going to put up a thread of placeholder for 'eating' versus 'Paul trying to get everyone to give introductions', in which people can go around the circle saying who they are, that sort of thing. All the threads I post will be taking place on the ground floor of the birdhouse-- if you want your character to explore, go for it! Just put in your subject line where they are poking around.

If anyone has any questions about layout or what characters would find, please feel free to ask me!]

[identity profile] a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com 2011-09-12 08:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Drusilla had no interest in introducing herself. She liked to think of herself as a will o' the wisp. A ghost hovering in the shadows of the city. Those that knew her would never forget her and those that didn't ... well, they weren't important enough to bother with.

However, there were too many empty spaces in the city for her to miss a chance to play with the people that had been left behind. It was kind of the hamsters to leave her a pet.

"Will it be fresh?" she asked. A pint of blood would fill her tummy nicely.

[identity profile] rereremembered.livejournal.com 2011-09-13 03:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Of course she'd still be here. Fitz was resigned to being diplomatic, though, and gave her a sweet smile.

"Fresh as the hatch's make it, as ever," he replied. "By the bye, have they made any improvements on your rather specialized diet?"

Yes that was a practical question: it would be nice to know if the vampires were eating as well as the humans, now. For some value of "nice".

[identity profile] a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com 2011-09-17 05:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Although his smile was as sweet as molasses, it couldn't hide the way that his pulse quickened with discomfort when she approached. It couldn't hide the subtle changes in his scent or the tension in his muscles.

"Yes," she said, moving close enough to touch him, "It tastes real, now. But they can't make it fresh. They can't make it talk to me."

[identity profile] rereremembered.livejournal.com 2011-09-22 02:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, well," Fitz said with a shrug and steadfastly refused to step back. "We've all of us got problems, don't we? Have you found yourself a new place to live yet?"

He kept an eye on her through the tablet, but hadn't determined if she'd settled anywhere since Angel had left.

[identity profile] a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com 2011-09-23 11:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Since losing her anchor, Drusilla had drifted as randomly as a ship in a stormy sea. She hadn't stayed anywhere for long. Nowhere captured her attention, though she missed having a feather bed and silk sheets to call her own. Winter would be coming soon. The snow would spoil her dresses.

"No."

Few people had captured her attention in recent months. Wasn't it lucky that he was still here?

"Nowhere feels right. The walls are too silent."