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ʀᴏʏᴄᴇ ᴍᴇʟʙᴏʀɴ ([personal profile] bywolves) wrote in [community profile] overjoyed_logs2017-02-06 05:48 pm

pre-game catchall dumpster

Who: Royce and various!
Where: Everywhere! Probably mostly Westerley.
When: Any time in the past two years.
Summary: Pre-game CR establishing, pretty much. If you want existing CR with Royce, let me know! I'll throw up a top level for you.
Restrictions/Warnings: None yet. Probably talk of violence and horrid things because Royce is terrible.
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[personal profile] kirkwalled 2017-02-07 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
[ Hawke's just come off a warrant today, actually. One that sent her stumbling off Westerley for a bit and visiting places she'd, well, she'd rather not be. An uncomfortable chase after a slaver that hit too close to home and she had him bound and gagged within a week.

So, now she's here and enjoying a drink on her night back and flush with cash again. She has the glass halfway to her mouth when someone approaches her. She doesn't look bothered, but idly curious as she looks at Royce, eyebrow raised. ]


That's me. Business or pleasure, Messere?

[ And she smiles, friendly and open. Approachable. He looks idly familiar, she thinks, but she can't quite place the name yet. ]
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[personal profile] fledges 2017-02-07 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
[Unfortunately for Royce, Kate comes home early. She does her best to secure her apartment as much as possible, but since coming to Westerley, she's pretty much been learning everything the hard way, so Royce probably had no trouble at all getting in, although Kate's smart enough not to keep any evidence that she's part of the Resistance in her apartment. Even if she didn't have Damian on her all the time about being careful, she knows what the stakes are. He's probably not going to find anything, but that might be the last thing on his mind when she unlocks her front door and closes it shut behind her.]
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[personal profile] fledges 2017-02-07 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
[Kate makes a beeline for her bedroom, of course. It's not like her apartment is very big—basically two rooms—so Royce didn't really have anywhere else to go. It's bad luck that Kate goes for the closet first thing, her bow still in hand and her quiver still slung over her shoulder. For a split second, all she can really register is a figure in her closet, because Royce is draped in that terrible cloak of his, and her heart stops. She reacts on pure instinct, taking a quick step back and nocking an arrow in one smooth motion and aiming it right at his face.

Not that it really counts as aiming when the arrow is about two feet from his head, but maybe it's still impressive considering he nearly gave her a heart attack. Her voice sounds more angry than scared, though.]


What the hell are you doing in my apartment?
valr: (they want you to love)

[personal profile] valr 2017-02-07 11:43 am (UTC)(link)
[It's one of the dealers that gives Kara a call, informing her there's an altercation in the gambling den that she should come deal with before someone ends up dead. Not that someone ending up dead would be the end of the world, but corpses don' pour money into Eulogy, so the bosses prefer to avoid it.

She makes her way there quickly, not really struggling to pinpoint the problem when some guy is on top of a goddamn machine.

With a sigh, she puts a hand on the big burly guy's shoulder, ignoring the fact she has to reach up a good foot to do it, and tugs him back so hard he nearly falls off his feet.]


Show yourself out or I throw you out.

[The thing about Kara is that she's small, and when the guy turns to look at her, anger written all over his face, he laughs.

The other thing about Kara is that she rarely leaves her sword behind, and she unsheaths it just enough for the light to glint on the metal, Mr. I'm-so-tough decides it would be in his best interest to not piss her off.

He was cheating.]


You got proof?

[No can win like that, he's gotta be cheating!

Kara sighs, looking over Royce as though she might use the sword on him, just for being an annoyance.]


Ain't my problem you're shit at cards. Out.

[He wavers for a second, she unsheaths the sword further, and he makes the smart choice to head for the exit, muttering angrily under his breath.

Finally, Kara can turn her attention to Royce.]


Get the fuck down, what are you, a cat?
Edited 2017-02-07 11:45 (UTC)
refactor: (its the fortress of bangitude!!!)

if he's not wearing a cloak i can change this

[personal profile] refactor 2017-02-07 05:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[ but also, I want to make fun of royce? I'm sorry ]

[ The bars of Westerley weren't actually Jack's preferred place to hang out. Probably surprisingly, considering his eccentric and boisterous personality, but he wasn't much of a drinker. Which kind of meant that 90% of the point of these places was a wash for him. But the other ten percent? It was definitely dealings like this. There's no better place to come by a little information on the sly than a place where no one is going to remember your face with certainty. Even if you have an iconic one like Jack.

He walks into the bar, and though a few people pause, recognizing who he is, no one stops enough to come ask him why he's here. It's none of their business, they tend to guess, and they're right. He scans the bar quickly, but seeing his contact, he sidles over, and whether Royce notices him or not, he's getting a hand clapped on his shoulder jovially. ]


Oh- Oh, you have gotta be my guy! That- Hah, you're actually wearing a cape? Nice.
bittybat: <user name="oliverqueened" site="www.tumblr.com"> (no offense but if u lose me u fucked up)

[personal profile] bittybat 2017-02-07 05:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Me. [He only pauses because he's tired of trying to even think of yelling over butt-blistered nobles sheerly because they don't take him or his talents seriously.] Again.

I'm not here to do your job for you. I'm here to make sure you stay alive to do your job.

Are you ready to go?
valr: (mirrors and birds can talk)

[personal profile] valr 2017-02-08 09:21 am (UTC)(link)
Raises some questions about your father.

["Your dad fucked a cat" isn't something she's going to come straight out with, but she will happily suggest it.

Still, she also taps the comm device tucked behind her ear, linking her up with the rest of the security team and waits to hear confirmation that the guy is gone.]


He's out.
bittybat: (One day I’m gonna say “fight me!”)

this is the first time i've been able to use a smirking icon since i started playing him??

[personal profile] bittybat 2017-02-08 02:31 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm sure. [He watches Royce snatch the orders, offers a fleeting and disgruntled look at the noble, and then turns to follow the other man out. He's not bothered to leave behind a fume and highly uncertain rich jackass that may doubt their broker's choice in hiring.]

I was born for stealth, Melborn. [He looks right back up to Royce. And then he smirks.] And not just physically.

Let's go, "Duster."
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[personal profile] bittybat 2017-02-08 04:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[Damian knows, but he has to give Royce some hell to prove a point: he's more talented than people give him credit for.] Just these guards? Child's play.

[Come along, Royce. Without a glance to any other guard or servant, Damian pushes his way outside.] Give me a location, and I'll get us there.
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[personal profile] fledges 2017-02-08 05:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[Kate can't see him very well in the dark and with his cloak on, but she recognizes his voice, and the shock shows on her face for an instant before shifting to something much more angry.]

Duster?

[Of course, then it clicks instantaneously.]

My dad sent you. What did you take?
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[personal profile] valr 2017-02-09 11:52 am (UTC)(link)
[That's a marginal improvement, but she still doesn't look very impressed.]

He was the one shouting.

[Anyone who gets angry, who gets violent, they're the ones that get thrown out because they threaten the tenuous peace that exists within Eulogy. Cheating, so long as the cheats are subtle about it, isn't really that big of a deal.

People just need to be smarter, it's their own damn fault if they get cheated.

Still, Royce isn't getting off completely scott-free.]


With me.

[She's going to start walking, slowly, and he better fall in step with her or he's going to regret it.]

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