PC - Ludger

[maladied]

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week 1, monday

[conchy]

[Lobelia had been busy taking a survey of their surroundings to get a better understanding of their current predicament when, out of nowhere, reality shifts. Time dilates, his vision briefly blurs, and then he's standing before Ludger at the wishing well.]

Oh là là! Did you summon me, Monsieur Ludger, or was that the work of the wishing well?

[But Lobelia isn't all Ludger is... rewarded with. A moment later, the well spits out a rather large conch shell for him to catch and claim as his own.]

Ah! And what a fine conque! I do hope you'll treat it well!

[chromatized]

[




the shock of Lobelia appearing via a modified bloody Mary ritual causes Ludger to fail the catch. in fact, he doesn't even try.

thunk. ]

Ow!

week 1, thursday

[maladied]

[ rip the others who now will have threads after me being on thursday and to you who may have to play time shenanigans but i believe in you. but what the hell sure, let's have foxglove catch ludger up in the branches.

it's so small but it'll be looking up at him. ]

What are you doing...?

[chromatized]

[ Foxglove is last because Ludger had to check the plants throughout the week! Thursday seemed like a good compromise! anyways now everything can happen all at once in this field. the other pcs? they're just waiting their turn in line.

Ludger's head pops out of the branches to beam down at Foxglove. ]

Foxglove! I was looking for you!

w1, Wednesday

[maladied]

[Ludger will be by himself for a bit, giving him time to grind some tickets!!!

But eventually, Rosemary scuttles up behind him on all eights, though once it stops it stands up straight.]

Hi Ludger! Trying for a certain prize or just blowing off steam?

[chromatized]

[ the sound of scuttling makes one of Ludger's feline ears swivel about, though he remains focused on the game in front of him. it's a shooting game! and he's playing as both players - it is what he's used to anyways, and this way he gets double the tickets! ]

Hey Rosemary. Try going for a bunch of them - my class needs a lot of consolation prizes for our booth, not to mention a grand prize.

[ congratulations! the screen blinks at him, console spitting out a slew of tickets. Ludger finally turns to Rosemary's new form and... oh! hmmm.

........... o_o ]

... Good timing though, I had something I wanted to show you.

Week 1, wednesday

[conchy]

[Save your precious arcade tokens, Ludger. Today, the well greets Ludger with the sound of someone humming a jaunty tune. Sure enough, Lobelia is there half-reclined against the stones, turning one of his conches over in his hand like a coin. When he notices Ludger, his grin brightens immediately.]

Ah! My favorite well-wisher returns. Tell me, have your desires grown any more reasonable since last time?

[chromatized]

[ why is Lobelia hanging out at the well in the dark? nerd ]

I think it's pretty reasonable to want to not live next to a haunted dorm?

[ as Ludger comes closer, there's some obvious burn marks on his face and forearms. ]

More haunted than the building already is, of course.

w1, tuesday

[maladied]

[ There's a puppet casually watching Ludger walk around the library for some time...

This puppet also has little cat ears, along with a tail. Both new appendages are a stark white. ]

Are you in need of assistance?

[chromatized]

[ oh hey, matchies! except Ludger's flesh extras are attached to actual flesh, not puppet porcelain. ]

Sage! Yeah, I was wondering if you knew where the photocopiers are?

[ because a library has to have photocopiers! businesses, government offices, schools, and libraries, yup, all four are required by law to have them. why wouldn't one be here?

:) ]

week 1, monday (morning)

[maladied]

[ hewwo ludger, here is your foxglove in the infirmary worried about the letter he sent them. WHY MUST IT BE OMINIOUS!?? ]

What do you mean by something happening?

[chromatized]

I mean something happened, when Lynne- got passed over. I think... in exchange for Lynne...

[ ... ]

Foxglove, why don't you use the word "wish"?

w2, monday evening

[maladied]

[ Sage replies with a message to meet them in the sitting room, and come Monday evening, the puppet can be found there waiting at one of the tables. ]

Good evening. Care for some tea?

[chromatized]

[ ................ okay. the size of the puppet and the size of the teapot next to it... that does lift his spirits a bit. ]

Tea sounds good. Can you even lift it though?

week 2, tuesday

[conchy]

[As far as Lobelia is concerned, Ludger is a kind man. One of the kindest here, certainly, even with whatever demons haunt him. The demons don't stop him from making pastries, and that's what matters.

Lobelia, of course, readily accepted his invitation and arranged to meet him in a kitchen suited for pastry making. He's as giddy as can be, and even the poor weather hasn't dampened his spirits.]

Monsieur Ludger! Again, merci for your invitation. I'm not sure what help I can offer, but please feel free to delegate a task or two. I would hate to leave you to work alone.

[chromatized]

[ Ludger pauses from his current activity - wiping down the kitchen. wow, Lobelia sure is passionate about pastries...? ]

Oh! You want to help me make something? I didn't realize-

[ straightening, he'll toss the towel over his shoulder as he turns to face Lobelia, a smile growing on his face. ]

Okay. I've got a couple ideas, but is there anything in particular you want to try? This is your chance to tell me you hate cherries or you've got an allergy to flour.

week 2, post-trial

[sideline]

[ hello ludger, fran will be in the infirmary after everything even though people didn't want to stay there. ...and we're just going to pretend that it's okay now after trial.

(is that really how it would work? idk. it will now.) ]

You didn't need to bring us anything, you know.

[chromatized]

[ I'm Sure It's Fine And Will Cause No Problems

anyways he's got like. idk. a whole ass picnic basket of sandwiches in one hand. and a rolled up blanket and pillow under his other arm.

:> ]

Not all of these are just for you - at least three are mine.

week 3, tuseday

[avocations]

[ Y'sthola responds with a message asking Ludger to meet her in the relaxation nook. The fireplace is on so it's warm without it being as blisteringly hot as it is outside, and there are plenty of snacks on offer.

When he arrives, she gestures for him to take a seat. ]

Siffrin told me some of their experience. It sounds as if you both have tales to share.

[chromatized]

[ Ludger smiles a bit wanly, clutching a bottle of water. it's so hot out... ]

I guess? I don't know if there was that much to it beyond what Siffrin shared, but I'll answer any questions you have. Did they tell you about the whole energy draining thing?

[ he assumes so, since that was more a Siffrin experience, but he wants to be sure. ]

week 3, tuesday

[sideline]

[ the way that he's meeting with y'shtola all nice and calm and happy but in this one he's going to be straight up after fran. fran who has no idea what crimes he has committed... anyway. just going to assume ludger is storming into his lab for this. ]

Wh, wh... Jude?! What do you mean?

[chromatized]

[ a lot can happen in 30 minutes! but man. it is only the vague acknowledgement of [ lab! dangerous! ] in the back of Ludger's mind that keeps him from launching himself at Fran.

he shuts the door behind with a final click. ]

... Jude Mathis, the son of Derrick and Ellen Mathis. Hometown of Leronde in Rieze Maxia. Sixteen when I met him on the way to the train station.

[ his voice trembles with suppressed emotion ]

Jude never needed a wish to achieve anything he set his mind to. So what was he doing here?

w4, Tuesday

[vivisexual]

[It sure is. Ludger is summoned to the bio lab. Yugamu really just looks like he belongs there. When Ludger comes in, he's sat facing the door, and immediately;]

It's actually almost identical to my favorite room in the Last Defense Academy! Ah, but here;

[He hands Ludger a notebook and pencil.]

I woke up without my hearing today, so if you could write your responses I'd appreciate it.

[chromatized]

[ Ludger just. blinks at Yugamu. oh, he was waiting for him, huh? ]

last def. acad.? is that where you go to school?

[ it sounds like a LARP club, honestly... ]

week 4, monday

[sideline]

[ what if they didn't meet at the lab or the lab today? what if they met in the cafeteria?? neither one of them are aware of the new weekly events that will be unfolding so—why not let fran try to make something.

...or him catch fran in the just accepting something straight from the ghost (literal) kitchen. ]

You didn't have to apologize.

[chromatized]

[ ............ well if ordering from the ghosts makes him happy. instead of a living person. who's Ludger to stand in the way of Fran's bliss? ]

I mean. If you don't want to accept an apology, that's one thing, but I'm pretty sure I needed to give one.

week 5, wednesday

[sideline]

[ i guess ludger can see the absolute mess that is fran's lab. there will be plenty of "packages" wrapped up all nice and neat and orderly with little notes with the words "PLEASE DO NOT TOUCH OR OPEN" written on them. there will many of these stacks and, tragically, that may not be the end of it all when ludger shows up in his lab.

this is absolute mad scientist territory and fran will look equal parts stressed and delighted. (crazed). ]

I'm doing as well as I can be, I think.

[chromatized]

... Have you slept at all in the last 24 hours?

[ he knows this mania... he's seen it before ]

week 5, monday

[avocations]

[ He will find her at the Witch's Lair, watching as a little broom swishes around, kicking up a bit of dust. ]

Funny that you inquire after the sky, for I cannot see it.

[chromatized]

[ he watches the brooms go. cute - he could use one of those... ]

Makes sense, since it's supposed to be Magi up there. But it is pretty. Do you want me to describe it to you?

week 5, tuesday

[conchy]

[Ludger is... kind. So kind, so kind, so kind. Lobelia is hardly in the state to meet him, but he's fond, you know? Fond of his friend, enough that he would push through the fugue clouding his mind to meet visit him after what feels like ages. Time is a funny, fickle thing, isn't it?

...But what did Ludger want to meet up for? Ah, never mind. Hows and whys matter so little to Lobelia now. He happens across Ludger by the shoreline, and recognizing that familiar shock of monochrome hair, he waves him over.]

Ah, I'd nearly forgotten that handsome face. How are you, mon ami?

[chromatized]

[ these flakes are frosted......... but only with sugar. and they're in a paper bag, not a cardboard box. ]

Still handsome, huh?

[ even with a good chunk of his face scarred and half blind? but then again, Lobelia did see a certain beauty in things like that - he remembers the puppet. ]

I'm- I'm doing okay, I think. How about you? Are you doing alright?

week 5, sunday

[sideline]

[ and here we have a fran who will be taking a proper moment to himself in his infirmary to process everything that has gone on and what will come of them all now. not that he's dissociating or anything but—damn all of that sure did happen, you know?

perhaps he should be celebrating but it feels so weird. like, yes, there was that little "party" on the beach that he involved himself in but now that things have really sunk in—it's surreal. ]

[chromatized]

[ knock knock comes from behind him. Ludger is leaning against the doorframe, rapping gently against the wood to announce his presence. ]

Hey there. Hope I'm not intruding, but I saw you split off from everyone. Is everything okay?