zelgadis

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week 0, monday

[bookpapers]

[lavi, book in hand, gets a little paper cup of watered down coffee from the vending machine and


makes eye contact with zelgadis.]

You want some?

[hardrocklife]

[He's a little surprised to be directly addressed so suddenly; his one visible eye widens slightly. After a moment of thought,]

Sure.

[bookpapers]

[spiderman meme pointing except it's with lavi's one eye and zelgadis' one visible eye,

lavi sticks the book under his arm to get another cup, then carefully carries it over to zelgadis]

Here you go.

[and with his own cup in hand... instead of taking a sip, he peers over at him instead]

Zelgadis, right? I'm Lavi.

[hardrocklife]

Thanks. [And when he mentions names...] Yeah.

[He takes the cup carefully in his stone hand. With the other hand, he pulls down the scarf concealing the lower half of his face, revealing yet more blue-black stone. Which he might have already seen when they were all stuck in a cell together, but now he gets a close-up look.]

You're an... exorcist or something?

[He read the profiles. He sort of remembers.]

[bookpapers]

[Lavi manages to drink from his cup without staring very obviously at Zelgadis -- mostly because he probably stared at him very Obviously while they were all in the cell, but he's still curious...

He blinks at the question. tmw zelgadis is the first person to mention it,]

Yeah, it's what they call soldiers in my world, who fight for the Vatican. [tilts his head] The Vatican's basically a super giant church.

[this is sacrilegious, but yeah]

Week 0, Friday

[hardrocklife]

[Early on Friday, Zelgadis is still in the library. He's examining the door (which now opens).

Conspicuously, the big slash mark he put in it last night is gone.]

[bookpapers]

[Lavi glances at the door too, does a double-take, then looks back at it with narrowed eyes.]

Don't tell me --

[heads towards the table where he grabbed the chair from last night. it's still there, unbroken! yay! he kicks it,]

Shit.

[hardrocklife]

I'm assuming we didn't collectively dream up last night's events.

[He traces a stony finger along the spot that should be damaged.]

[bookpapers]

You remember falling asleep?

[because the last thing he remembers of zelgadis is him standing watch, did they all just. pass out on the floor]

Week 1, Monday

[hardrocklife]

[Out in one of the circus tents in Clown Town, Zelgadis is looking over the props and equipment for various performances.

He pulls a sword from a bin (most likely meant for a sword-swallowing act) and turns it over in his hand, giving it a long, critical look.]

... Awfully flimsy, for a sword.

[This man has probably never watched a circus performance. Hell if he knows what these are actually used for.]

[bookpapers]

[luckily for zelgadis, he's hanging out with the right clown for this]

You wanna test it out?

[he's holding a sword of his own!! actually more of an épée, but it's got a pointy end. and it's also wobbling more than it probably should,]

[hardrocklife]

[He glances at it...]

... Sure. I haven't had much opportunity to practice lately.

Did you find that one here, too?

[As always, Zelgadis has his own longsword sheathed at his side in addition to the circus sword in his hand. He definitely didn't need to go looking for swords, but here he is.]

[bookpapers]

[zelgadis is a swords man, lavi understands]

Yup. Think it's a circus prop. Not sharp, but could still hurt real bad if you poke hard enough.

[he adjusts his stance,]

You ready?

week 2, friday

[bookpapers]

[OUR CURSED CURFEW GROUP!!! Lavi's at the ferry that leads to Subnutica, looking at it with a furrowed brow.]

The glass on the beek -- that's gotta be the aquarium, right?

[hardrocklife]

[Zelgadis is facing the sea of lava, but he'll glance over.]

Most likely. That's going to be our place to start.

[bookpapers]

[Lavi's brow furrows, then he sighs.]

...We were on a different island. ...Was he chased all the way there, like Eto?

[hardrocklife]

Could be. Maybe he thought he'd find a better place to hide over there. Or to fight back.

Week 2, Saturday

[hardrocklife]

[Lavi gets a rare text from Zelgadis.]

Want anything?

[bookpapers]

[oh a text

...he feels a throb of appreciation for the gesture, then texts back.]

Food would be nice, thanks.

[hardrocklife]

Preferences?

[this might be your last meal. do you want mcnaldos or]

[bookpapers]

Anything's fine. I feel like it all kinda tastes the same at this point.

[mcnaldos as a final meal.... hell yea]

week 7, monday

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Oy, Zel!!

[if Zelgadis turns around he will very unfortunately see (1) exuberant redhead heading his way, also waving!! his other arm is in a sling, it's fine.]

Big crowd, huh? What do you think of the city so far?

[hardrocklife]

[Since they're in the city, he's got his scarf and hood up. But he's still very easily recognizable, because who the fuck else dresses like this? He turns to see him.]

Not a fan of cities.

... Good to see you again, though.

[bookpapers]

[as usual, zelgadis is very cool...

at that, Lavi looks a little surprised, then he grins.]

Same here. I figured I'd see you at the party, but this is nice too. Still glad we didn't get you a day early though.

[hardrocklife]

[he pulls down his scarf as they stop to talk, facing each other.]

I was prepared for it. I think Tuuri would have been angry with me, though...