Let's Make Some Magic Happen! (Without any!)
WHO: Iroh, and whoever else volunteered for the office rebuild/redecorating
TONE: Lighthearted, possibly a little sad
RATING: PG
WHEN: Friday starting around mid morning, continuing on all day, and possibly having to be continued Saturday (I will post a reply in the entry for Saturday if it comes to that!)
WHERE: Iroh's Office, and the general vacinity.
WHAT: Rebuilding things and redecorating and painting and being awesome.
STATUS: Open and Ongoing until it's officially declared finished.
FORMAT: Action or prose-y, I will try and suit your preference. Sometimes I have trouble with prose, so I might switch to action for the sake of being able to continue the thread! I will start out with action, but feel free to use your own when you respond.
[Iroh is standing outside of his office, in front of a medium-sized table which has a pot of steaming hot tea, as well as a large plate filled high with cookies courtesy of the house elves. The door to his office is ajar, giving a view of the ruined, charred mess within. The remains of a few of the larger pieces of furniture can be seen, though there is hardly anything left of them, and the faint smell of smoke is slowly drifting through the open door.
For those perceptive enough, they will notice that Iroh isn't entirely like himself. The usually cheerful and genuine man appears slightly drained, slightly more tired than normal. He's trying to hide it, by looking delightfully anxious for the arrival of his team, but the mask isn't as thick as he would like to believe it is.
He's fiddling with the teapot, keeping busy, humming an offtune hum, and though no one might notice, he's avoiding looking toward his office. Not until he has to.]
TONE: Lighthearted, possibly a little sad
RATING: PG
WHEN: Friday starting around mid morning, continuing on all day, and possibly having to be continued Saturday (I will post a reply in the entry for Saturday if it comes to that!)
WHERE: Iroh's Office, and the general vacinity.
WHAT: Rebuilding things and redecorating and painting and being awesome.
STATUS: Open and Ongoing until it's officially declared finished.
FORMAT: Action or prose-y, I will try and suit your preference. Sometimes I have trouble with prose, so I might switch to action for the sake of being able to continue the thread! I will start out with action, but feel free to use your own when you respond.
[Iroh is standing outside of his office, in front of a medium-sized table which has a pot of steaming hot tea, as well as a large plate filled high with cookies courtesy of the house elves. The door to his office is ajar, giving a view of the ruined, charred mess within. The remains of a few of the larger pieces of furniture can be seen, though there is hardly anything left of them, and the faint smell of smoke is slowly drifting through the open door.
For those perceptive enough, they will notice that Iroh isn't entirely like himself. The usually cheerful and genuine man appears slightly drained, slightly more tired than normal. He's trying to hide it, by looking delightfully anxious for the arrival of his team, but the mask isn't as thick as he would like to believe it is.
He's fiddling with the teapot, keeping busy, humming an offtune hum, and though no one might notice, he's avoiding looking toward his office. Not until he has to.]