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APRIL TDM
APRIL TEST DRIVE The city of Recollé. A beautiful city you've called home for quite some time. While things can be a little weird, isn't that true of all homes? It's fully spring now, and there are flowers to be found everywhere. April's showers are a familiarity as well, the occasional downpour or drizzle keeping you on your toes. What will you do today? I. April showers bring May flowers, right? Well, there are already plenty of flowers to be had, but that part of the old rhyme being true doesn't save you from the first part of it. While the weather forecasters do their best, their success rate for predicting the rain seems to be about fifty-fifty. Unfortunately, sometimes when they do predict the rain happening, they misjudge how bad it's going to be. Was the sky was clear when you last looked outside? It may not be quite so clear now. Hope you remembered to bring an umbrella today. But it's not so bad, really! Maybe if you forgot to prepare, someone will share their umbrella with you. Not in the mood to talk to anyone? You can probably find some thrifty umbrella vendors on the streets of Tisse. When in doubt, there are always some loaner umbrellas scattered around in Apprassage at the Recollé Library as well. The library asks that you return any of the mismatched loaners found at the door, but it's not like the system is that strongly enforced. Well, other than the library stamp on the umbrellas, that is. If you find yourself in Chata today, you could always buy a magazine off the street corners to hold overhead. If you look like you may buy something, vendors don't seem to mind if you idle under their awnings. Check out the latest fashions coming this spring while you wait it out. It looks like buckles are in, but some of the high fashion clothes look a little odder than usual. The hot, new dresses range from large like a billowing tarp to appearing more like an artfully arranged handkerchief than anything else. Fashion sure is weird sometimes. II. Recollé Square in Tribunal Terrace boasts a huge assortment of flower gardens scattered throughout the district, though they all appear to be whatever citizens felt like planting at the time. In fact, only flowers in Apprassage seem to match, especially around the University. Today, while the rain's stopped, a large group of people seem to be taking advantage of Recollé Square's mismatching for flower picking, crown and wreath weaving, and bouquet arranging. The activities seem to be loosely led by the city's PTA and some of the other socialite groups from around town. Then again, for long-standing citizens of the city this isn't unusual either. You seem to remember that this is an annual sort of thing even though there isn't actually a name for the event. Some booths are set up around the park to swap seeds, flowers and food for cash or gossip, the guidelines a little more loose outside of the business districts. It seems as though lot of families are picnicking this weekend. There's even some kind of contest going on for the best flower crown - though usually the city tends to collectively pick a kid for the winner, so your best artistic talents might not get you the admiration you crave. In addition, there's the most accurately judged flower-growing contest if you've been waiting for this day for a year or more, but that event tends to have the same people involved every year and the majority of Recollé isn't too heavily invested in it. They're here for the picnics and flower crowns, and it seems about the same as it always does. This year, though, there do seem to be more flowers than ever...and for that matter, they're a lot bigger than usual, too. III. Despite some of the fashion fiascos the magazines are displaying, maybe you should spend some time shopping this week. It may come as a surprise to you that your clothes haven't been fitting properly as of late. Those skinny jeans are just a hair too loose, and your favorite shirt seems baggier than it used to be. The problem, however, is that every shop you go to seems to stock clothes with the same issues. You're down a size or two or three, or maybe they're just marking everything down wrong. And surely you don't have the time or money to replace your entire wardrobe...will you take your chances? Complain to the store's manager? Or maybe you're an unfortunate soul who has to try and explain the unexplainable. Maybe offering a coupon will appease shoppers today. IV. Apparently walking around your neighborhood isn't quite as safe as it used to be - or it isn't safe if you want to trust your eyes. One second the little old lady who lives at the corner appears to be walking her pitbull just as she has every day for the last several years. The next, the pitbull is gone and she's walking a rather angry-looking caterpillar. Blink and you'll miss it, but as time goes on you'll see more and more of these larger-than-life insects wandering around. No matter how hard you try to explain it, the only other people who seem to see this as the least bit weird are people with the Retrospec app. Oh, do you not have the Retrospec app? Think again. The sound of chirping crickets will follow you until the next time you look at your mobile device or a public computer, prompting you to accept a profile and upload a user picture. Congratulations! It seems as though you've been selected to be a new tester! ...it's going to be one of those days. BONUS. While the Retrospec app only infrequently has posts from the company itself - and those have thus far proven to be universally useless - this month there is an onslaught of updates. At least once per day there's a picture of a new type of flower or insect, along with a "fun fact" about whatever the company has posted. Did you know, for example, that wasps feeding on fermenting juice have been known to get "drunk' and pass out? Ancient civilizations burned aster leaves to ward off evil spirits. Ticks can grow from the size of a grain of rice to the size of a marble. Roses are related to apples, raspberries, cherries, peaches, plums, nectarines, pears and almonds. Houseflies find sugar with their feet, which are 10 million times more sensitive than human tongues. Praying mantises prey on other insects, and perhaps you'd better watch your step. Wait, what? As usual, any attempt to get the company to reply about the increasingly disturbing information they're sending out is useless. The daily facts grow less and less useful and eventually seem to be nothing but fun facts about how flowers and bugs could kill you or one another. Kind of unfortunate for you, if this is your first time getting any messages whatsoever from the app. How do you unsubscribe? Good luck figuring it out. Welcome to the ![]() |
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[He's getting more frustrated by the second. It's not like he thinks he's a shining star, but that doesn't mean he likes people acting like they're better than him.]
What's more pathetic is that you feel the need to insult someone who clearly needs help. [He doesn't like admitting that he does need help usually, but if he can make this guy feel shitty at all, Ren is going to give it his best shot. It'll be worth it.]
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Then again, he couldn't imagine himself as a future senator if he had no concern for the average person.
He grumpily shifts his messenger bag.]
I'm still not lending you my bag. [He drinks the rest of his coffee and tosses it in a nearby trashcan.]
I'll look after your books if you get an umbrella.
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Leave it up to Hux to have sympathy purely for the sake of his political career...His ears heating up under his hair, Ren examines the other man closely, trying to discern if he's actually being honest about his offer. The last thing he wants is to have to pay the fine for these books and feel like an idiot for trusting someone he shouldn't have trusted.
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Fine.
[He's probably going to regret this. Whatever. Doing something is better than standing here and hoping for the weather to cooperate. Ren shoves the two books—both on military history—against the other man's chest, an unspoken threat in his scowl.]
Twenty minutes.
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Twenty minutes, don't be late.
[He holds onto the books and doesn't look at them yet. No, he's going to wait until the hobo leaves before Hux goes snooping around in other people's work.]
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This guy better be grateful, he thinks. At the very least, he knows this part of the city well enough to have an idea of where he might get what he's looking for.
It's just a few minutes short of that self-imposed deadline when the man comes within view again, turning a corner with one umbrella held open above him and another under his arm, although he's so thoroughly soaked that it doesn't make much of a difference now. He looks like even more of a mess than usual, but he's kept his word.]
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...Although, he didn't peg this guy as someone that was into military history.]
You're punctual, I'll give you that. [Look, he's even nice enough to not comment about Ren's appearance.]
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He is still annoyed, however.
Ren says nothing in response to the snide comment, instead holding out the extra umbrella expectantly towards the redhead.]
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He takes the umbrella before holding the books out for Ren to take.]
As agreed upon.
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At least you're not a liar, even if you're rude and nosy.
[He can't help himself when it comes to pointing out things that irritate him...]
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I hardly see the benefit in betraying you. [Even if this is just about books, it's the principle of the matter here!]
I would gain nothing from that. [Better than admitting that he'd feel some guilt if he did betray some random idiot.]
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I've seen people do worse for stupid reasons.
[That is to say, he doesn't trust anyone.]
I guess I got lucky the prick I'd come across today would prove a little different than them, at least.
[That's... that's him trying to say thanks, maybe.]
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[Hux opens his umbrella and takes one last look at Ren, a small smirk crossing his face for a moment.]
You're welcome.
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Of course, the smirk and the unasked for response only serves to incense him all over again, and he turns and starts to stride away with a huff. He doesn't have time for this nonsense, and he's done what he promised.
If he ever sees this guy again it'll be too soon.]