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entrancelogs2014-10-26 10:18 pm
humanities_strongest) wrote in entrancelogs2014-10-26 10:18 pm
[Open] Here's a story, about a man named--
Who: Levi, his odd little family, Eren's friends, and you
Where: Storybrooke
When: Throughout the event
Rating: PG-13 will update
Summary: Levi is married, Eren is his son, what can go wrong?
The Story:
Open: Being one of the local firemen Levi was use to being around town on call, waiting for something to happen. There was a lot of that in Storybrooke. Nothing too bad seem to ever happen here-- well not as bad as the cities at least. Sure they had their strange things happen once and awhile, but the police dealt with that. It wasn't his job to solve the mysterious, just to save as many people as he could.
This had been a rather boring week for him, at least when it came to his job. Personally though he had been dealing with lack of sleep, strange dreams about giant naked people, and thoughts that lingers on his dead ex wife. He hadn't thought of Petra in ages, why was he thinking about her now? And why did these thoughts of guilt come with them?
The strange thoughts and feels were taking his attention off of what he should be doing-- walking. The hot cup of tazo tea he had in his hand spills to the ground as he bumps into someone. Maybe he shouldn't hold it by the lid, but hey old habits.
"Fuck." He sighed. "I didn't get you, did I?"
Closed to house: Levi leaned in the kitchen doorway of his home. He stared at the stove and the blonde that stood hovering over a pot of boiling water as she was cooking. From the smell in the air he knew it was pasta, most likely for the kids. Yes, kids. Now, don't get him wrong. He loved Eren. Even if he was a little shit, that was his son and his friends weren't all that bad (except for that Melissa girl, she was kind of weird). But to have them over on what was suppose to be his and Integra's date night-- their only date night, was a bit of a downer.
Being a firemen he didn't have a whole lot of down time, even now he was technically on call in case something happened. Which it would be his luck for some strange disaster to start up tonight. "Why are you cooking? Let's just give them some money so they can go out." Where they would go in this one horse kinda town...well they were smart (at least Arthur was) they can figure something out.
Where: Storybrooke
When: Throughout the event
Rating: PG-13 will update
Summary: Levi is married, Eren is his son, what can go wrong?
The Story:
Open: Being one of the local firemen Levi was use to being around town on call, waiting for something to happen. There was a lot of that in Storybrooke. Nothing too bad seem to ever happen here-- well not as bad as the cities at least. Sure they had their strange things happen once and awhile, but the police dealt with that. It wasn't his job to solve the mysterious, just to save as many people as he could.
This had been a rather boring week for him, at least when it came to his job. Personally though he had been dealing with lack of sleep, strange dreams about giant naked people, and thoughts that lingers on his dead ex wife. He hadn't thought of Petra in ages, why was he thinking about her now? And why did these thoughts of guilt come with them?
The strange thoughts and feels were taking his attention off of what he should be doing-- walking. The hot cup of tazo tea he had in his hand spills to the ground as he bumps into someone. Maybe he shouldn't hold it by the lid, but hey old habits.
"Fuck." He sighed. "I didn't get you, did I?"
Closed to house: Levi leaned in the kitchen doorway of his home. He stared at the stove and the blonde that stood hovering over a pot of boiling water as she was cooking. From the smell in the air he knew it was pasta, most likely for the kids. Yes, kids. Now, don't get him wrong. He loved Eren. Even if he was a little shit, that was his son and his friends weren't all that bad (except for that Melissa girl, she was kind of weird). But to have them over on what was suppose to be his and Integra's date night-- their only date night, was a bit of a downer.
Being a firemen he didn't have a whole lot of down time, even now he was technically on call in case something happened. Which it would be his luck for some strange disaster to start up tonight. "Why are you cooking? Let's just give them some money so they can go out." Where they would go in this one horse kinda town...well they were smart (at least Arthur was) they can figure something out.
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It takes Eren a moment longer than it probably should to realize that the unusual name bears some significance to the current issue. Caught off guard by this - by everything, really - his voice comes out a little louder than he'd intended. "...Wait. Why? Does it mean something to you?"
So it isn't just him. He isn't going crazy! Eren quickly opens the bedroom door to let the three of them in, a sudden desire for a more private atmosphere rushing over him. Clearly, there are things that they need to discuss.
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Which doesn't make sense. What kind of name is Armin anyway?
"I've heard that name before." She doesn't know where, or how, or from who, but she has. The name is familiar. That's when Eren opens the door, and she turns back to Arthur- Armin? - to let him in first and follow closely behind.
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This strange, exciting feeling of deducting something puzzling-- that feel very familiar too.
"It wasn't just a random slip-up, right? You think... the both of you think, or thought, it's my name, didn't you?"
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"Something about 'Arthur' doesn't feel right. 'Melissa' either," he admits. Frowning, he looks around his room - the superhero comics sprawled across the desk, the revenge flick posters taped up on the walls that were only now starting to show their age, just the corner of one of the Go Army pamphlets that he'd been keeping a secret from his parents peeking out from under his mattress...
Now that his perspective has been flipped, he can't even say for certain that his own room feels 'right' any longer.
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When Eren mentions Melissa not sounding right, she frowns, because honestly...he's right. It doesn't. "What do you want to call me instead?" Because now that he's mentioned it, it's starting to feel more and more wrong. All of this.
When she follows Eren's eyes around his room, non of it looks familiar. None of it feels familiar. But then when she turns her eyes back to the other two, the way they're all standing near each other like this, it does.