daan daniel damn

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w0 sat

[bookpapers]

[hi daniel... maybe you're passing by the theater just keeping to yourself.... except now there's a redhead approaching like he's about to start a pokemon fight if the fight was conversation]

Hey!

[HI THErE]

Have you run into Karma yet? Kid with red hair, about your height?

[recession]

[ Well. This really is a pokemon interaction. ]

...

No, I don't think I have. Why?

[bookpapers]

[get into the poke ball daan]

Oh, phew.

[DONT JUST SAY PHEW]

He's pretty into eyepatches. In a 'taking them off and seeing what's under them' kinda way. And I don't think a 'no thanks' really works on him either.

W0, monday

[recession]

[ Wow! Start of a new week! Every game I keep trying to write Wolfwood instead of literally the character I'm playing. Anyway.

He's out here looking at the sign in writing on the church with furrowed brows, and a defeated sigh. Okay you little shits. ]

...It's already been three nights...

[bookpapers]

[wolfwood bursting out of his daan skin suit

Lavi heads on over to peer down the sign, and then peer through the front door to look inside,]

Oh, is the Bible back?

[recession]

I'm afraid that despite someone graciously posting a sign, someone's made off with it... again.

Is it because it keeps disappearing that more are interested in seeing it? At least read the sign...

W1, monday

[recession]

[ Well! We have a summer island. Why. How? He doesn't know, but he's just standing here looking out at the beach. ]

...Not that I'm against getting to leave the camp boundaries, but...

Where are we?

[bookpapers]

Maybe the door led us into another dimension?

[Lavi will kneel down and touch sand..... anakin moment....

and then he bounces back up with a handful of sand, hops on over to take daan's hand in his, and then place said sand in it.]

Here, feel that.

[recession]

[ JUST GRABBED AND SANDED ]

...

It's pretty fine.

w1 friday

[bookpapers]

[hate it here so bad what the fck

Lavi is looking at these posters like he's thinking of ripping them off and getting more papercuts again, like an idiod. Though his concentration breaks when he notices his fellow eyepatch, Daan.]

...Hey. You find anything?

[recession]

[ He is here just having dropped off his evidence. Where, you may ask. I have no clue where we are putting them, they're somewhere. Near the pyre I guess? ]

The barn by the ranch was in a state -- some kind of fight definitely happened there... and a major injury. Found the sickle and axe both displaced. I was able to bring them back... they don't show any signs of trying to go back to their original place, at least for now.

W1, sunday

[recession]

[ Bookman I... hey dude. Daan seems to just be doing whatever, rulebook open in one hand and writing something on a paper with the other, but he snaps the book shut when Lavi comes around and he just glances up at him.

...

He doesn't say anything though... ]

[bookpapers]

[Bookman II.... hey back.

silence is perfectly fine with Lavi, who simply looks at him with a curious expression,]

Whatcha writing?

W2, monday

[recession]

[ Good morning gamer. I hope your Monday has been going well while we are all drowning in the allure of memshare.

Speaking of memshare, Lavi can have this! Wohhh. ]

[bookpapers]

[thank you i am too deep in the ocean of memshares and playing my saddest playlist

Lavi blinks as the memory recedes, as the exhaustion that was his and not his seeps away from his body, because it's his body now, and if he had to pick one thing about these memory shares that he liked, then he'd pick how vivid they are. he can't help it, it's the recorder in him.

but the rest? he looks over at Daan, expression not really surprised -- but questioning, like someone who really wants to know the next part, because it couldn't just end on such a dismal, exhausted note --]

...Was that everything you found there?

w2 friday

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[hi daan lavi will limp on over to him once he sees him... the vibes are so bad and lavi's expression reflects that, from what little can be seen with all the bandages on his face still, but]

Have you seen Yuffie?

[recession]

[ Sir your bandages. ]

I have not.

How are your injuries? Try not to strain yourself... despite the situation.

W3, friday

[recession]

[ Sorry for all these non-verbal starters but like, you know . . . he's just out here somewhere. Staring into the dirt like maybe he'll just become one with that and letting embers fall off the end of a cigarette in his fingers. ]

[bookpapers]

[grips ur shoulder yeah

Lavi does not grip Daan's shoulder, but he does come over to stand next to him, following his gaze from the dirt and back. This is wholly a mood,]

Daan. [...] I'm sorry.

W4, tuesday

[recession]

[ Makes us get lost on the trail because lol.

A winding, two-mile trail horseshoeing (with plenty of twists and turns) from the camp back to the camp once more. Strange, unnatural footprints are sometimes left in the dirt, mud, and brush along the trail. Trickling water can be heard, but none can be found. Dancing lights off in the trees tantalizingly try to pull hikers from the trail. If anyone wanders away from the path, they become lost for several hours before finding themselves once more on the trail, dazed and unable to remember how long they have been missing. Periodically, a whispery and waifish voice demands for hikers to “return The Slab” from somewhere in the distance. It can take hikers anywhere from thirty minutes to several hours to traverse the entire trail, and often even those hiking together feel as if the time they have spent on the trail differs.

He looks tired and rather unhappy when he finally sees Lavi. You can read his mind...

Should've learned my lesson... always get put on crazy long hikes when I'm least expecting to go on one. Maybe I should just start wearing hiking shoes as my default? ]

Have you been wandering this trail long, or did you just get here?

[bookpapers]

[THIS IS GONNA BE SO STUPID

Lavi immediately perks up when he sees Daan, crossing the distance between them.]

No idea!

[Feels like it's been hours, but that's impossible, right? I was here yesterday! How could I get lost again!!]

I was goin' crazy without someone else to talk to! But now you're here!

w4 thurs

[bookpapers]

[thinks about daan running off into the wounds to bandage himself

at some point Lavi is going to poke around and try to find him after,]

So no swamp?

[Can't say I blame him.]

[recession]

[ He in the cabin... in his empty little assigned room. Safe space!

He has a bunch of shit lying around him on the bed, including damp bloody cloths, bandages, and maybe perhaps extremely normally, what appears to be a spine. He barely reacts when Lavi enters, but jerks his head no at the question.

No swamp...! ]

w4 sat

[bookpapers]

[he approaches and looks at daan, expression devoid of emotion.]

Did you leave the spine at the cabin?

[recession]

Oh, no. It was in my inventory.

I should drop that off for somebody, shouldn't I? You'll all probably need it.