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bakerstreet2016-02-15 04:31 pm
wheesockies) wrote in bakerstreet2016-02-15 04:31 pm
It's the new neighbors meme!
the n e w neighbors meme
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(Are you okay with an Alexander the Great?)
(Then I'm so sorry for the fanboying that's about to happen. Thank you history.)
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(Neighbours. They're hardly a bad thing, by and large, but the fact that someone is moving into the apartment next door is a bit disappointing. There had been plans made for that apartment, plans that involved buying it, knocking the walls down, and adding it onto Iskander's existing apartment. It'd provide far more bedrooms for visiting guests, a potential space to store all manner of recent purchases, and, well, everything that Iskander had to shove into self-storage down the street.
It's easy enough to ignore the noises of a typical move-in at first, but there's that little bit of curiosity about who the new owner (owners? Iskander's heard a few voices here) is. And so he finally pokes his head out and looks down the corridor, knowing the easiest way to find out is to bellow:)
Would you like some help?
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(Neighbours. They're hardly a bad thing, by and large, but the fact that someone is moving into the apartment next door is a bit disappointing. There had been plans made for that apartment, plans that involved buying it, knocking the walls down, and adding it onto Iskander's existing apartment. It'd provide far more bedrooms for visiting guests, a potential space to store all manner of recent purchases, and, well, everything that Iskander had to shove into self-storage down the street.
It's easy enough to ignore the noises of a typical move-in at first, but there's that little bit of curiosity about who the new owner (owners? Iskander's heard a few voices here) is. And so he finally pokes his head out and looks down the corridor, knowing the easiest way to find out is to bellow:)
Would you like some help?
(A new start. A new life. This was the start of something that had been a long time coming. Out from under the suffocating gaze of his mother he could finally get on with his life and all those that were a part of it.
And more importantly, he had room that was just going to be given over to all his training equipment.
That was what was currently causing the noise level. He was carrying some weights up the stairs and, as he was used too at home, just dropping them on the floor when he got there. Not to mention the amount of hammering that was to be done to set up all the machines.
When the bellow came, he hadn't actually been certain that someone had called out to him. After a brief moment of silence he walked over to the front door which was still slightly open as more things were being brought in, and stuck his own head out.)
"Are you any good with a hammer?"
And more importantly, he had room that was just going to be given over to all his training equipment.
That was what was currently causing the noise level. He was carrying some weights up the stairs and, as he was used too at home, just dropping them on the floor when he got there. Not to mention the amount of hammering that was to be done to set up all the machines.
When the bellow came, he hadn't actually been certain that someone had called out to him. After a brief moment of silence he walked over to the front door which was still slightly open as more things were being brought in, and stuck his own head out.)
"Are you any good with a hammer?"
--Passable, and better at lifting.
(But no matter. The yelling is bound to attract some angry complaints, and so Iskander simply retreats into his own flat to grab a key set, before walking into the corridor proper.)
(But no matter. The yelling is bound to attract some angry complaints, and so Iskander simply retreats into his own flat to grab a key set, before walking into the corridor proper.)
Then help would be appreciated if I'm going to get moved in before dinner.
(Achilles steps out into the corridor to meet the helper smiling broadly and holding his hand out.)
Achilles, good to meet you neighbour.
(Achilles steps out into the corridor to meet the helper smiling broadly and holding his hand out.)
Achilles, good to meet you neighbour.
(Iskander takes that hand and shakes it firmly, the size threatening to engulf Achilles' hand entirely if allowed.)
Iskander. And you may be move in before dinner, but I doubt you'll have kitchen equipment unpacked.
Iskander. And you may be move in before dinner, but I doubt you'll have kitchen equipment unpacked.
(After shaking hands with him Achilles stretches out his fingers after subjecting them to the crushing shake. He motions to the open door to his new flat, welcome Iskander in)
You're right about that...that's a point actually, I don't think I have any kitchen equipment, I don't really do the cooking, or at least, I didn't...take out it is!
You're right about that...that's a point actually, I don't think I have any kitchen equipment, I don't really do the cooking, or at least, I didn't...take out it is!
(Iskander's hair nearly scrapes against the top of the door jamb, but in the grand scheme of things, well, it's not too big of an issue.)
There's a decent curry place down the street, actually.
(More important than curry though is the apartment itself, and Iskander's eyes glance around, imagining what he could have done with the expansion instead.)
There's a decent curry place down the street, actually.
(More important than curry though is the apartment itself, and Iskander's eyes glance around, imagining what he could have done with the expansion instead.)
Well, if you don't mind giving me a hand here I'd be happy to treat you to one.
(He notices Iksander looking around and smiles)
Yeah, it's great isn't it. I've got plans for it, big plans. This though, this is my main project.
(He motioned to the room he had just been in, where most of his training equipment was spread out, most of piled on top of each other, some of it half built.)
(He notices Iksander looking around and smiles)
Yeah, it's great isn't it. I've got plans for it, big plans. This though, this is my main project.
(He motioned to the room he had just been in, where most of his training equipment was spread out, most of piled on top of each other, some of it half built.)
(Iskander's head pokes into the gym automatically, and he lets out a low whistle at both the sheer progress as well as amount of equipment present. It's an enviable collection, and he laughs warmly upon seeing it.)
You shouldn't have shown me this. I'll be spending my time trying to figure out your schedule so I can break in and take advantage of your set-up here.
(But, back to the first point, which is equally important.)
That also sounds like a very fair trade.
You shouldn't have shown me this. I'll be spending my time trying to figure out your schedule so I can break in and take advantage of your set-up here.
(But, back to the first point, which is equally important.)
That also sounds like a very fair trade.
[Achilles laughs heartily]
Then I shall have to invest in better locks. Or perhaps, you should feel free to come by and use it whenever I have a gap, as you say. In all honesty, my job takes me all over the place, so when I'm not here you really are more than welcome to use it. Someone may as well.
[Achilles steps back out to the hall.]
Right, there is a truck downstairs with a pile of boxes still to come up, what do you say we go get them?
[heads in that direction]
What is you do?
Then I shall have to invest in better locks. Or perhaps, you should feel free to come by and use it whenever I have a gap, as you say. In all honesty, my job takes me all over the place, so when I'm not here you really are more than welcome to use it. Someone may as well.
[Achilles steps back out to the hall.]
Right, there is a truck downstairs with a pile of boxes still to come up, what do you say we go get them?
[heads in that direction]
What is you do?
So this is less an apartment, and more a storage facility, huh?
(Iskander's question is mild as he follows after Achilles into the hall.)
These days? I'm sort of in-between jobs. What do you do that has you running all around?
(Iskander's question is mild as he follows after Achilles into the hall.)
These days? I'm sort of in-between jobs. What do you do that has you running all around?
Pretty much, which is a bit unfortunate, this seems like it would be a nice place to settle.
[Achilles smiles a little and says.]
Army. I get travel all over the world to only see the worst parts. But, it's a living and it puts good on the table.
[he looks over at Iksander]
I was going to guess personal trainer or professional athlete with that grip.
[Achilles smiles a little and says.]
Army. I get travel all over the world to only see the worst parts. But, it's a living and it puts good on the table.
[he looks over at Iksander]
I was going to guess personal trainer or professional athlete with that grip.
Perhaps in another lifetime that'd be a perfectly viable career option. But (Iskander gestures grandly, before hooking a left to the stairs that lead down to the ground floor. Why bother waiting for the elevator?) There are far too many things to do, and advising isn't within my skill set.
(But there's a more intriguing question involved here.)
Do you ever travel for your own enjoyment then?
(But there's a more intriguing question involved here.)
Do you ever travel for your own enjoyment then?
(Achilles nods and heads down the stairs with Iksander.)
I understand. I would probably be in the same position as yourself if it weren't for the Army. Men with our skills have limited options it would appear.
(Achilles shrugs)
Not really. There was that time Patroclus and I went to Greece for the Summer, but, other than that the only travelling I've done is with the Army. What about you? Do you travel?
I understand. I would probably be in the same position as yourself if it weren't for the Army. Men with our skills have limited options it would appear.
(Achilles shrugs)
Not really. There was that time Patroclus and I went to Greece for the Summer, but, other than that the only travelling I've done is with the Army. What about you? Do you travel?
(Iskander doesn't miss a beat with the steps, but that second name is well.
That combination is.
Well fuck.)
Hold up, hold up. You're genuinely that Achilles and Patroclus?
That combination is.
Well fuck.)
Hold up, hold up. You're genuinely that Achilles and Patroclus?
[Achilles looks confused for a moment and then smile a little.]
Uh...well, I am Achilles and my partner is Patroclus...so...yeah, I guess so. I suppose neither of them are that common a name, you heard of Patroclus?
[heads over to the truck and picks up a large box.]
Uh...well, I am Achilles and my partner is Patroclus...so...yeah, I guess so. I suppose neither of them are that common a name, you heard of Patroclus?
[heads over to the truck and picks up a large box.]
Most certainly!
(Iskander's quick to look for a box that's larger. More ungainly, just for the sake of showing off.)</small. I dare say I grew up hearing of you both.
(Iskander's quick to look for a box that's larger. More ungainly, just for the sake of showing off.)</small. I dare say I grew up hearing of you both.
Really? Says Achilles with a confused smile.
[he turns and starts walking back to the building.]
That's...cool. What do they say about us?
[he turns and starts walking back to the building.]
That's...cool. What do they say about us?
Is that an honest question or you wanting an absolute and utter ego boost?
(Iskander's careful with the box he has in his arms now, knowing that he can't see where his feet are going thanks to the length of the box.)
I'm happy to do either, but I'd like to know which I should be catering to.
(Iskander's careful with the box he has in his arms now, knowing that he can't see where his feet are going thanks to the length of the box.)
I'm happy to do either, but I'd like to know which I should be catering to.
[Achilles laughs as he starts to walk up the stairs]
Genuinely, it's an honest question. I can't imagine what they'd say.
Edited 2016-02-23 17:05 (UTC)
Well the exaggeration towards nigh immortality tends to leave an impression, for starters.
Exaggeration towards immortality.
[Achilles laughs and shakes his head.]
Surely not. Would it be too insulting to say that I have not heard of you?
[Achilles laughs and shakes his head.]
Surely not. Would it be too insulting to say that I have not heard of you?
[Iskander considers, letting out a low rumble.]
I wouldn't take it personally, but I'd be a bit disappointed.
I wouldn't take it personally, but I'd be a bit disappointed.
[Achilles looks over at him and smiles]
Then to save you any disappointment I wI'll admit to having heard of you, albeit by another name.
[As Achilles walks back into the apartment he heads towards the living room area with his box. Placing it down gently. He tears off the tape on it and looks in head. He shakes his head and smiles fondly. He mumbles, mostly to himself]
What does he need all these for.
[The box is full of books.]
Then to save you any disappointment I wI'll admit to having heard of you, albeit by another name.
[As Achilles walks back into the apartment he heads towards the living room area with his box. Placing it down gently. He tears off the tape on it and looks in head. He shakes his head and smiles fondly. He mumbles, mostly to himself]
What does he need all these for.
[The box is full of books.]
I believe that would be due my name having more translations than your own. Ἀχιλλεύς can only be rendered so many ways.
[Iskander thunks the box in his arms down beside the other, his eyes darting to look at the contents of what Achilles has set down.]
It's hardly wise to excise the body and not the mind.
[Iskander thunks the box in his arms down beside the other, his eyes darting to look at the contents of what Achilles has set down.]
It's hardly wise to excise the body and not the mind.
I guess so. Well, now that I know you are who I thought you were, if I have any trouble knots I'll know who to call.
[he flashes Iksander a grin before turning back to the box, picking up one of the books.]
I agree, but he has half these medical texts memorised already. Not to mention that's the fifth box I've brought up here that's been full of books.
[he flashes Iksander a grin before turning back to the box, picking up one of the books.]
I agree, but he has half these medical texts memorised already. Not to mention that's the fifth box I've brought up here that's been full of books.
But that's only half. [Iskander's all too cheerful in pointing that out.] And what if he needs to refresh a few basic pieces of information?
--You've set aside some kind of library space though, right?
--You've set aside some kind of library space though, right?
(Modern AU for this meme)
[Happy to have him as the one moving or as the neighbour!]
[One of the nicest neighbors on your floor. He's more than likely reading or watching tv canon and cross canon welcome!]
Edited 2016-02-15 23:49 (UTC)
[She did just move in to her friend's apartment so this is canon.]
[ totes cool with aus for this. ]
[Either moving in or getting new neighbors.]
[Looking for cross-canon for this, including MCU. The one moving in, starting life in a new verse thanks to this post-DoFP AU. Prose pref.]
(Moving to a new city and new place is easy for him. Open to anything here.)
[Can either have them in a world where mutants exist, or I can AU Rogue into a different world of any sort - your choice!]
It was an ungodly early hour when the racket started up next door. Rogue had known someone would be moving in eventually, the apartment had sat empty ever since she'd moved in a few months earlier, but she hadn't expected it to be before noon on a Saturday. That time was meant for sleeping in, enjoying a day off from work, and recouping after an exceptionally long week.
Her bedroom being the shared wall didn't help matters any. After the third failed attempt at going back to sleep, she finally rolled out of bed, figuring she'd make the best of the situation and get a run in. When she stepped out of her apartment, she looked like any normal woman pushing thirty heading for a workout - tennis shoes, tight black and green outfit, dark hair pulled up into a ponytail. The things that were a bit off could easily be attributed to personality quirks, such as the bright white bangs framing her face or the long sleeves in the unseasonably warm weather. Nothing to overtly give away that she wasn't quite as normal as she seemed.
It was an ungodly early hour when the racket started up next door. Rogue had known someone would be moving in eventually, the apartment had sat empty ever since she'd moved in a few months earlier, but she hadn't expected it to be before noon on a Saturday. That time was meant for sleeping in, enjoying a day off from work, and recouping after an exceptionally long week.
Her bedroom being the shared wall didn't help matters any. After the third failed attempt at going back to sleep, she finally rolled out of bed, figuring she'd make the best of the situation and get a run in. When she stepped out of her apartment, she looked like any normal woman pushing thirty heading for a workout - tennis shoes, tight black and green outfit, dark hair pulled up into a ponytail. The things that were a bit off could easily be attributed to personality quirks, such as the bright white bangs framing her face or the long sleeves in the unseasonably warm weather. Nothing to overtly give away that she wasn't quite as normal as she seemed.
For his part he had been trying to be quiet but tripping over a wire had sent a box tumbling. He cleaned it up and had paused to make sure he hadn't disturbed anyone. He thought he had done well until he saw a very tired looking woman come out of the next door apartment. He gave a little sheepish smile.
"Sorry if I bothered you."
"Sorry if I bothered you."
Rogue's own smile was more amused than anything else. Her homegrown southern sensibilities could appreciate a good apology, and his was kind of adorable at that.
"It's okay, I'm a light sleeper," she told him in her smooth Mississippi drawl. "And an insomniac. I'll probably be the one bothering you before too long. As nice as these places are, they've got pretty thin walls."
"It's okay, I'm a light sleeper," she told him in her smooth Mississippi drawl. "And an insomniac. I'll probably be the one bothering you before too long. As nice as these places are, they've got pretty thin walls."
"I'm the same, though it's more my job keeping me up more than insomnia."
He walked over to greet her wiping dust from his hands before offering her one to shake. He was in an old t-shirt and some ripped jeans, the perfect moving in clothes.
"Hello neighbor. I'm Kevin."
He walked over to greet her wiping dust from his hands before offering her one to shake. He was in an old t-shirt and some ripped jeans, the perfect moving in clothes.
"Hello neighbor. I'm Kevin."
A job with odd hours or lots of stress then - she could relate to that, once upon a time. Glancing down at the hand he held out to her, she froze for a moment, uncertainty in her expression, before carefully setting her hand in his. It was still strange and almost unsettling to touch someone with her bare skin, even if she'd managed to achieve some tentative control over her abilities. Tentative was the key word there, and she always worried about what would happen if some startled her and she lost that control.
"Marie," she replied with another smile. "But most everyone calls me Rogue."
"Marie," she replied with another smile. "But most everyone calls me Rogue."
[ this is almost definitely not a nice high-rise or in a good part of town, if anders lives here/is moving in. modern/urban fantasy style au preferred, crosscanon definitely welcome. ]
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