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entrancelogs2014-10-24 07:26 pm
goesdown) wrote in entrancelogs2014-10-24 07:26 pm
The Tale of Tavish Blackwood
Who: Tavish Blackwood (Crowley) and OPEN
Where: Storybrooke, mostly his house, his business and the diner.
When: Throughout the event
Rating: PG13
Summary: Tavish Blackwood leads an ordinary life as an ordinary tailor.
The Story:
Day 1:
Tavish Blackwood goes through the motions the same as ever. He wakes up and makes himself a nice breakfast alone. Some mornings he has a mess to straighten up, but there were no house guests last night and on this morning, everything is just as he left it the night before.
He sips his coffee over a boring news paper and gets dressed before heading over to the modest shop where he does his tailoring. There's a bell at door to get his attention, but he keeps his back to it for much of the day, pinning and sewing a dress for someone's boring party about a boring thing. The woman had yammered on about it, but he can't remember a word.
By the end of the day, he's worn and weary and had far fewer projects than he'd like under way. He walks home, checking familiar places for a familiar face and then he goes home alone.
Days 2-3:
Today, things feel less monotonous and Tavish isn't sure why. He makes his breakfast a little different and he smiles over the paper. Business has picked up a bit, no thanks to Lerman, and he's starting to feel a little more optimistic about his life.
He walks to work and the weather is nicer than it's been in ages and he even opts to prop the heavy door to his shop open and let the fresh air in. He's still busy with projects, but they're all coming out perfectly and he can't help smiling down at the suit that he's taking in.
After he closes up shop, he heads to the diner. It might be nice to be social for a while before bed.
Days 4-5:
Once the smoke passes over Tavish and his memories of his other life come flooding back, he's left shaken. He's human, isn't he? He certainly feels human because he feels at all. That life has to be some sort of illusion, doesn't it? Except maybe he was happier there. Is that worth being a demon? He can't quite process all of the terrible things he's done if that life is the real one.
Instead of facing the problem head-on, he heads to his shop, closing all of the blinds and covering the windows until no daylight seeps in. Then he gets to work sewing, as he always does. The front door is still unlocks with its little bell tied to the doorknob, but anyone who enters will find him crouched over a sewing machine with only a desk light to see it.
Where: Storybrooke, mostly his house, his business and the diner.
When: Throughout the event
Rating: PG13
Summary: Tavish Blackwood leads an ordinary life as an ordinary tailor.
The Story:
Day 1:
Tavish Blackwood goes through the motions the same as ever. He wakes up and makes himself a nice breakfast alone. Some mornings he has a mess to straighten up, but there were no house guests last night and on this morning, everything is just as he left it the night before.
He sips his coffee over a boring news paper and gets dressed before heading over to the modest shop where he does his tailoring. There's a bell at door to get his attention, but he keeps his back to it for much of the day, pinning and sewing a dress for someone's boring party about a boring thing. The woman had yammered on about it, but he can't remember a word.
By the end of the day, he's worn and weary and had far fewer projects than he'd like under way. He walks home, checking familiar places for a familiar face and then he goes home alone.
Days 2-3:
Today, things feel less monotonous and Tavish isn't sure why. He makes his breakfast a little different and he smiles over the paper. Business has picked up a bit, no thanks to Lerman, and he's starting to feel a little more optimistic about his life.
He walks to work and the weather is nicer than it's been in ages and he even opts to prop the heavy door to his shop open and let the fresh air in. He's still busy with projects, but they're all coming out perfectly and he can't help smiling down at the suit that he's taking in.
After he closes up shop, he heads to the diner. It might be nice to be social for a while before bed.
Days 4-5:
Once the smoke passes over Tavish and his memories of his other life come flooding back, he's left shaken. He's human, isn't he? He certainly feels human because he feels at all. That life has to be some sort of illusion, doesn't it? Except maybe he was happier there. Is that worth being a demon? He can't quite process all of the terrible things he's done if that life is the real one.
Instead of facing the problem head-on, he heads to his shop, closing all of the blinds and covering the windows until no daylight seeps in. Then he gets to work sewing, as he always does. The front door is still unlocks with its little bell tied to the doorknob, but anyone who enters will find him crouched over a sewing machine with only a desk light to see it.
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