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Hubert Ozwell
18 March 2012 @ 09:58 pm
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action; March 6th
voice; June 3rd
written; August 28th
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Hubert Ozwell
05 February 2012 @ 12:00 am
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Hubert Ozwell
03 November 2011 @ 06:42 pm
004; video  
[Asbel and Hubert are at the barracks, working through a battle routine to improve their coordination in battle. Towards the end of a joint attack consisting of Mirage Dragon and All the Way, someone's heel or another kicks at one of their journals on the side, flipping it over and open with enough force to create an accidental feed. The journal is laying face-down, so the audio is muffled.]

That's enough for today.

Hey, Hubert . . .

[The sound of gunshots interrupts Asbel, soon followed by those of a scuffle. However, it is short-lived, and there's a faint cry from someone before long.]

Hubert!

[A fairly loud "thud" sounds. Whoever's fallen beside the journal realizes that it's on, and, turning it over upright for a split second closeup of Hubert and a distant view of Asbel confronting the droids, promptly snaps it shut. Their apologies, House #28. Neither of them is going to make it back there today, and both will have been taken by the time anyone reaches the barracks.]

( ooc: Blue is Hubert and red is Asbel. )
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Hubert Ozwell
07 October 2011 @ 11:11 pm
003; action  
[Ever since Sophie's abduction, Hubert's been more quiet than usual. While there had been signs of a struggle, he can't help but think she might've gone with the droids after he'd filled her head with ideas of talking to the Malnosso. He knows the experience is going to be unpleasant for her even if she might get that chance, and that sure possibility bothers him a great deal.

Which is why, after days of cooping himself up in his room to both think this over and let the awkwardness settle from the last event, Hubert goes to the barracks for some much needed fresh air and anxiety relief. There, he'll practice his form and skills, taking a few swings with his swallow-like weapon before separating it into a pair of guns; then he starts on his footwork. He'll switch off on the two styles for as long as he's in the barracks, only pausing now and then to catch his breath. Even with his participation in the last draft, he's out of shape.

After that in the mid-afternoon, he takes a break and heads to the library. An onslaught of distracting thoughts upsets his casual reading, and he sets the book (The Book of Three of The Chronicles of Prydain) aside before long. Eyes closed, he leans against the chair and squeezes the bridge of his nose just under the rim of his glasses to clear a headache.

It's quiet but he's not at peace. Straightening, he stares long and hard at the table before him. The abduction, the last event, the draft, the cargo, Region Six . . . ]

Is there another village?

( ooc: Here's a visual on how his weapon operates. Also, this is backdated to earlier on Friday. )
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Hubert Ozwell
04 May 2011 @ 05:49 pm
002 [ action/written ] "Show me yo' records."  
[Shortly after breakfast, Hubert pays the library a visit. There, he browses for anything he deems useful and surrounds himself with as many historical documents as he can pull out. Some background knowledge never hurt, no matter how outdated and unrelated. (His eyes also drift to another section now and then, though a shake of his head is enough to get him back on track each time.)

And that's where a good many hours pass, at a lone table in the back of the library until he calls it a day and heads back to House #28 around late afternoon. He suspects they've had lunch without him, but he'd already rescheduled around that in favor of reading. He can always eat later, anyway.

Once Hubert shuts himself in his room, he leaves a quick message on the journal. He's loathe to use it in the first place, so he may as well keep it short.]

I would like to know if there are existing records of Luceti's military history, particularly in regards to the drafts.

Alternatively, verbal recounts would be suitable as well.

[Truth be told, he would vastly prefer written facts over hearsay or stories, but he isn't in the position to be picky -- as giving as the general public is, based on his observations.]
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Hubert Ozwell
06 March 2011 @ 08:38 pm
001 [ action/written ]  
[ In the outskirts of the village, there is another New Feather. Clad in standard New Feather pants and a blue topcoat over a white shirt and the wings, Hubert carries a folded unitard and the journal in one arm. His fingers are hooked onto a pair of thigh boots.

The ends of his pants are damp and dirty, though he's managed to cover that by folding them up. Even if it's not his usual attire, he looks presentable, which is exactly what he wants as he walks around the village. He eventually comes across the plaza and takes a seat at the fountain edge.

This is a good enough landmark. He opens the journal and writes. He doesn't bother to make an attempt at locking the message. If they're there, they'll get it. There's a reason he made it cryptic and hid his face. ]

"Protect."
Please come to the fountain.
( ooc: Spoilers all over this entry. )
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