scawwy ✦ caelus

[recession]

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WKND0, sunday

[recession]

[ Well terrible news everyone. Daan was doing terrible Friday, was doing okay Saturday, and now he's kind of back to doing bad on Sunday because he's probably just. Standing there. Disassociating at mach fuck staring out into nothing. ]

And so it begins, again...

[trashprince]

[ what's that? someone in any amount of minor to major personal distress? caelus is on the case. also, he has a a bat but that's nothing to worry about, he just can't make it disappear into his inventory anymore. ]

Are you okay, sir?

[recession]

[ The Galactic Baseballer approaches... ]

...

Mr. Caelus, was it. If I'm matching the right face to the right name from the bulletins.

W1, monday

[recession]

[ Huh. He's looking at the farmstead they've got going on over here, watching that sheltie roam around. ]

...Well, this is nice for expanding our food options a bit.

[trashprince]

[ caelus is staring at something in the distance. ]

Do you think we can pet them, too?

[ the cows. he's looking at the cows. ]

I've never seen one in person before.

[ or possibly ever. no cows in space.

... SO WHAT THE FUCK, BOOTHILL ]

[recession]

. . .

[ Well he's glad Caelus has got his mind on nice things. ]

Maybe? I don't see why not... they don't look harmless...?

W2, monday

[recession]

[ What's up Caelus. I hope you haven't accidentally been bungling conversation with more characters since.

Here, have a clown mem (literal though). ]

[trashprince]

[ that's so nice of you to ask.

also, that memshare is beautifully written, lowe, goddang. ahem. writing a tag for real now.

caelus has dealt with plenty of cosmic horror. and while those beings are for real scary and all--often mixing existential dread alongside the threat of physical harm--they...

they do not include a lot of needles.

there's a grungy brutality to the world daan's memory presents. the walls feel closer together. hope feels not simply elusive, but naive. that thing was once a man and now it brandishes a syringe and a whip and why is no one with daan to help him?

oh. he doesn't need help. thanks for sharing that he died with a wet laugh, caelus didn't like sleeping anyway.

the memory peters out after exposing more loss, continued terror.

and then they are standing near the swamp. ]

... You and Marina can both come on the Astral Express. You don't have to go back to that.

[ if daan wants handholding, it no longer being affection week does not stop caelus ]

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...

[ Just looking at Caelus after that. It's hard to read anything from Daan specifically besides a brief flicker of a pretty harrowing expression -- but it shifts away and he looks blankly at this kid. ]

...Ah, right. Miss Marina did mention that you made a sort of offer like that, if I remember right.

[ Sorry he will not offer handholding. ]

week 3, monday

[trashprince]

[ the amount of lucky daan is that he's been dropped in uncle/papa category: infinite.

anyway, that said, caelus pops up all the same. they can hang in the ebonbriar academy library. here, daan can learn that caelus knows how to read!!! although he's picking books at random, flipping through, then putting back on the shelf.

so maybe he's not like... good at it. ]

[recession]

[ HELP. INFINITE??

Daan is just sitting here. It's not like he's actually got any books open either, at best he's giving them a flip through, scanning a few pages to get a grasp of its contents, and moving on. ]

Find anything that might be useful to us?

[trashprince]

Nothing yet.

[ the books he's been looking at have a distinct lack of pictures. lame.

caelus pauses, then turns on his heel. ]

I wanted to show you something.

[ daan and his infinite luck are fine and safe. ]

Do you have a minute?

W5, monday

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[ Oh, my god? We are at the Scaresco and you know who else is scaresco, Daan. Because what in the everloving American freedom fuck is this. ]

This seems... excessive?

[ Why is it such a massive... grocery store? Warehouse? What is this. ]

[trashprince]

Whoa. They have bulk everything.

[ he reaches like he might tug on daan's sleeve to emphasize his point but he remembers before it's too late they're on tentative ground. got it. no tug. ]

We should stock up.

[ collecting....... the raccoon urge to hoard ]

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Stock up on what, exactly? You don't exactly look like you're lacking in resources here.

[ YOU DEADZOS REALLY HAVE... SO MUCH STUFF... ]

W5, thursday

[recession]

[ We are CHECKING IN. By god sir did you go to the spring, are your eyes healed. ]

[trashprince]

[ eyes will be returned nebulously before break-in. he's blind until then! but, for your viewing pleasure, wears bandaging over that part of his face so nobody has to see the healing process.

caelus can be found in his apartment area, sitting on the chair by the desk.

super unimportant but his hair is now down to his waist and could be called 'luscious.' pretty. between that and the bandaging, caelus isn't looking much like himself. ]

Hey...?

[ ears perked for footsteps! ]

[recession]

[ Help, his wig. ]

...Caelus?

[ You look like an entirely different person. Jingliu??? ]

W6, monday

[recession]

[ After flocket-gate, I suppose. ]

What in the world happened. Was that from us?

[ Hello? ]

[trashprince]

I thought we were sending something nice. I wasn't really involved in the decision-making, though.

[ if caelus signed off on anything, he's so totally sure it wouldn't be kiss and gossip fleas. and also he would like to believe that of most of them??

it's kind of funny by way of unadulterated horror but that's besides the point. ]

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I'm pretty sure you all were headed that direction.

...Distortion through the veil? An unwanted hitchhiker?

I didn't have to deal much with the insects personally yet. I'm glad I don't -- almost makes me debate whether the plague would be kinder.

[ No that is absolutely a joke don't get the plague. ]

week 7, monday

[trashprince]

[ daan hates reading so i must find a place that has as little reading potential as possible.

oh i know. they can be at the new hair salon (hair today, dyed tomorrow). caelus is peering at the manicure materials. ]

At least we can meet whatever happens looking good.

[ watch out. at any moment he might become affectionate. or alpha. or both. ]

[recession]

[ Daan... is barely hiding a scowl and is giving off the great aura of dislike. He appears to have a hood on? It's so strange to see him in any sort of modern-ish clothes but here he is. ]

Yeah. Sure. Slay looks and slay cultists while at it, makes sense.

[ He doesn't know what he's saying. ]

week 7, saturday

[trashprince]

[ places them at heaven's night, with caelus behind the bar. ]

I never got to make you a drink.

[recession]

Hm.

[ Well. Suppose he will allow this once. ]

It's your last chance to.