[ Thancred calls out, and the puppet turns a corner and into view. There's a mildly satisfied air about it, but it's certainly dimmed by the events of the last two days. ]
I am not wont to lie in wait, yet your arrival left me curious to learn where you might search.
[When Thancred comes into the morgue, he'll see Rosemary (the clown puppet) sitting on the floor with a notebook that's almost the size of it, writing something down with a similarly comically large pencil. It looks up.]
Don't mind him coming over and taking a seat nearby as he wraps his coat tighter against him, flipping the collar up. This is a very bad place for a lizard to be, unfortunately. :pensive:]
I'd hoped it would be you and not your alter... Was anyone able to properly able to set your ankle?
[hi sage, are you ready to see a lizard man with very alarming eyeballs because here he is!!!!]
Well, if you're eager, then who am I to say no to recommendations. [The tone stays light despite the smooth motion of his tail, and the levity drops soon enough.]
I'm here to ask after you and yours. We found Rosemary injured earlier today.
[ Oh, wow!! They weren’t expecting the change, made clear by how long they stare at him.
There’s a change in Sage too, though, as a tail sticks out behind them and cat ears sit on top of their puppet head. Both new appendages are bright white. ]
[sage you are so lucky this thread is on wednesday and not after thancred's had like three separate people pointing a gun at him about you on thursday or friday
Likewise, he stares. A little harder of an inhale, a little harder motion of the tail that drifts back and forth against the floor.
...
He clears his throat, eyes drifting closed.]
You'd be correct. Rosemary proper, unless you've changed that spell of yours to make your puppets larger.
They'd broken one of their ankles while creating that little game of theirs.
[sorry for slapping ur doctor office walls like a dumbass thank you for forgetting about it]
That would depend whether you'd eavesdropped again since a fortnight ago, I suppose. [He's no need to be avoidant here, he just needs to see what would be pointless to repeat.]
[Lobelia debates whether or not to meet Thancred. For one thing, this dismal weather is a problem... and that otherworldly snow may choose to blow in on a whim. For another, he knows Thancred is hardly his biggest fan. That is the lesser of two concerns, at least.
Lobelia is sat on the cobbled mouth of the well when Thancred approaches. Hood up, hands tucked neatly into his coat, but he still rises to greet the man with a wave.]
Salutations! It was no small feat enduring the cold to wait for you here. Merci for arriving swiftly.
[Thancred is, thankfully, far less lizard and far more bundled up, in a way that looks like this is definitely not his first time rummaging around in the snow. He'll give a nod at the greeting.]
Aye, we've no need to stay here long. It does neither of us good if we lose you to the snow. [Still, he's digging through his pocket for a second as he continues.]
You've still your ability to detect magicks. Has your beloved well here shown any reaction?
[Lobelia tips his head to one side, curiosity arching his brow.]
Oh là là ! I had no idea you cared so much for my safety. I'm flattered.
[He sounds sincere, and maybe that's worse than a flippant, sarcastic reply. Rising from his perch, Lobelia directs his attention to the well's waters.]
Mm, but non, I've not gathered any additional leads on the well itself. Although...
[Pulling a conch from his pocket, Lobelia tosses it in the well. With both eyes closed, he listens to the sound of its spiral fill with well water, listens for the moment it hits the bottom of the well. That moment never comes.]
...Supposing your hearing is as peerless as mine, you would have heard something most unusual just now. Rather, you would not have heard what you expected to hear. My conque never made it to the bottom of this well. Étrange, isn't it?
[Thancred is sent a reply telling him to meet at Erich & Wilbur's by the bar.
When he arrives, he'll not see anyone right away, but hear a voice from behind a bar;]
Is that you, Mr. Thancred?
[If Thancred looks, he'll see that sat in an inflateable chair low to the ground is... well, a young man he hasn't seen before. But the bandaged ankle propped up on a footstool and the location suggests this is in fact Rosemary.]
Unfortunately I think I might have prolonged my recover time.
i will do my best to pretend this is a surprise at all
Well, thank god he can put two and two together fast enough, but the surprise is plain on his face when he looks overtop the bar counter. After the shyness about the mask, this isn't exactly what he was expecting today.
Still, his eyes travel to the busted ankle, then to Rosemary, expression flattening in a tired sort of exasperation as he slips onto a bar stool and crosses his arms against the counter.]
Certainly you weren't running around on it since we found you? [dad is disappointed]
[Thancred it's almost like he was lying about being shy.]
No, no! I was mostly behaving! But I ended up having to put weight on it when Lobelia and I handled Yukinosuke on Saturday. Sage made me stay behind and rest on Sunday, so I only heard about what happened second hand...
[Frowning deeply about that before somewhat morosely sipping from a glass of something colorful out of a crazy straw. There may or may not be alcohol in here.]
week 0, saturday post-trial
I am not wont to lie in wait, yet your arrival left me curious to learn where you might search.
yay :)
[He'll bow his head a little.]
Well, I hope I didn't keep you waiting too horribly long. You gave us much to think about tonight, after all.
I merely followed what I thought might be priority.
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You intend to share those thoughts with me, and ask for mine in turn.
[ No question. Sage is sure that's what he plans on. ]
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Only if you wish it.
I imagine you've had your share of other's words this evening.
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week 1, Wednesday post-mini-event
Oh, hello Mr Thancred!
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[Hell yeah, first try.
Don't mind him coming over and taking a seat nearby as he wraps his coat tighter against him, flipping the collar up. This is a very bad place for a lizard to be, unfortunately. :pensive:]
I'd hoped it would be you and not your alter... Was anyone able to properly able to set your ankle?
wtf I thought I replied to this
But I was also told to take it easy. So I have Rosemary out and about instead!
[It notices Thancred's behavior, though.]
It's very kind of you to check on me despite being ill suited for the morgue.
i forgive u uwu
[The observation does make him tense a bit, though it's less guarded and more... something else. Embarrassed, perhaps? His tail flicks slightly.]
So long as I don't doddle with the time spent, I'll manage well enough.
I felt it right for me to come speak to you in person, regardless. To apologize. A little spur of cold is enough a price to pay.
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w1, Wednesday
You are not here to seek out reading material, I gather.
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Well, if you're eager, then who am I to say no to recommendations. [The tone stays light despite the smooth motion of his tail, and the levity drops soon enough.]
I'm here to ask after you and yours. We found Rosemary injured earlier today.
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There’s a change in Sage too, though, as a tail sticks out behind them and cat ears sit on top of their puppet head. Both new appendages are bright white. ]
Did you?
[ There’s some concern there. ]
Not Rosemary’s vessel, I presume.
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Likewise, he stares. A little harder of an inhale, a little harder motion of the tail that drifts back and forth against the floor.
...
He clears his throat, eyes drifting closed.]
You'd be correct. Rosemary proper, unless you've changed that spell of yours to make your puppets larger.
They'd broken one of their ankles while creating that little game of theirs.
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week 2, monday
And are these findings different than the ones you've already shared?
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That would depend whether you'd eavesdropped again since a fortnight ago, I suppose. [He's no need to be avoidant here, he just needs to see what would be pointless to repeat.]
How much of our deliberations did you hear?
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You mean the discussion that you all had shortly after what happened to Yuki?
[ because if so, then yeah, it was around for that discussion. ]
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week 2, tuesday
Lobelia is sat on the cobbled mouth of the well when Thancred approaches. Hood up, hands tucked neatly into his coat, but he still rises to greet the man with a wave.]
Salutations! It was no small feat enduring the cold to wait for you here. Merci for arriving swiftly.
meows hi milky
Aye, we've no need to stay here long. It does neither of us good if we lose you to the snow. [Still, he's digging through his pocket for a second as he continues.]
You've still your ability to detect magicks. Has your beloved well here shown any reaction?
meows back hi nikniks
Oh là là ! I had no idea you cared so much for my safety. I'm flattered.
[He sounds sincere, and maybe that's worse than a flippant, sarcastic reply. Rising from his perch, Lobelia directs his attention to the well's waters.]
Mm, but non, I've not gathered any additional leads on the well itself. Although...
[Pulling a conch from his pocket, Lobelia tosses it in the well. With both eyes closed, he listens to the sound of its spiral fill with well water, listens for the moment it hits the bottom of the well. That moment never comes.]
...Supposing your hearing is as peerless as mine, you would have heard something most unusual just now. Rather, you would not have heard what you expected to hear. My conque never made it to the bottom of this well. Étrange, isn't it?
i hope milkys is feeling better every day
🥺🥺🥺
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w2, monday
The puppet sits on one of the chairs. ]
What is your concern?
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Right to it, are we...
[Nice, normal, lizardless Thancred, now bundled up rather appropriately, takes his seat opposite Sage with a sigh.]
After Yukinosuke was taken, were you able to listen in to our discussions?
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I did not listen in. I thought it might be best to leave you and yours to your own discussion. Would you be willing to summarize?
Me having to review the meeting on my phone like what if i just walk into the sea
DAMN. LOOK AT YOU GO THOUGH also. 1/2
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my SUFFERING GOT ME A WHOLE CAT IT WAS WORTH IT
HEHEHE
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w2, Tuesday
When he arrives, he'll not see anyone right away, but hear a voice from behind a bar;]
Is that you, Mr. Thancred?
[If Thancred looks, he'll see that sat in an inflateable chair low to the ground is... well, a young man he hasn't seen before. But the bandaged ankle propped up on a footstool and the location suggests this is in fact Rosemary.]
Unfortunately I think I might have prolonged my recover time.
i will do my best to pretend this is a surprise at all
Well, thank god he can put two and two together fast enough, but the surprise is plain on his face when he looks overtop the bar counter. After the shyness about the mask, this isn't exactly what he was expecting today.
Still, his eyes travel to the busted ankle, then to Rosemary, expression flattening in a tired sort of exasperation as he slips onto a bar stool and crosses his arms against the counter.]
Certainly you weren't running around on it since we found you? [dad is disappointed]
listen I know he wasn't subtle
No, no! I was mostly behaving! But I ended up having to put weight on it when Lobelia and I handled Yukinosuke on Saturday. Sage made me stay behind and rest on Sunday, so I only heard about what happened second hand...
[Frowning deeply about that before somewhat morosely sipping from a glass of something colorful out of a crazy straw. There may or may not be alcohol in here.]
since when is yugamu subtle about anything unless he's assassinating u
you'll never see him coming because you'll expect to see him coming.
precisely
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week 4, tuesday
I had a feeling you would recognize this particular location.
[ Just a tiny one! ]
What is on your mind?