scawwy: pc: aventurine

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.weekend0 saturday;

[trashprince]

[ caelus is back in his typical clothing, carrying his baseball bat at his side. it no longer conveniently appears and reappears as needed, so now it's an actual object caelus has to tote everywhere. boooo.

he's in the church, seated at a pew, pulling off a remaining entourage of leeches from his time in the swamp. ]

[tactic]

[ WE ARE BACK BABY. Aventurine is feeling much like himself again in his flashy clothes, and he drops down right beside Caelus on the pew.

He'll help pull off a leech from a sleeve. ]

Did you take a swim, friend? This is more than what I've seen on average.

[trashprince]

[ is it a bird with its colorful plumage renewed? no, it's aventurine, fluffy collar back in tact.

caelus scooches a pointed couple inches away on the pew. aventurine's trust ranking has not risen since yesterday. ]

I thought I saw something deeper in, but that something turned out to be a lot more leeches. You look...

[ significant pause ]

More yourself.

[tactic]

I feel more like myself. You know what they say, the clothes make the man.

[ Doesn't seem to mind that Caelus is scooting away. In fact, he scoots closer, like this is some kind of game they're playing. ]

You've still got leeches on you.

w0, monday.

[tactic]

[ LOOKS LIKE WE ARE ROOMIES, CAELUS.

Aventurine is checking out the new digs in the barn, a hand on his hip as he surveys this... situation. He can't say he's happy about it, but he keeps his smile on his face as he turns to Caelus. ]

Well, it's no suite, but it'll have to do.

[ HE HATES IT HERE. Also, the number 35 is floating around on his cheek. ]

[trashprince]

[ how. how did this happen.

why also

why and how.

give caelus but a moment to synthesize the new information as it's presented. aventurine and himself have both been chosen by the barn. others, too, thank the trailblaze, or it would start to feel almost manufactured that they'd end up in the same space time and again.

when he turns, aventurine will see receptacle in bold print on caelus' bare neck. we're all having a good time today. ]

Are you going to be okay rooming with Boothill?

[tactic]

I'm not left with much of a choice, am I?

[ Story of his whole life. Aventurine does look rather put upon though, some visible concern behind his ringed eyes as he thinks about it. ]

... No matter. I'm sure that Ranger and I will know to steer clear of each other as well as we can.

[trashprince]

[ they aren't directly forbidden from leaving their assigned housing, but it doesn't sit right in the gut, does it? ]

I'm not going to stop you two from arguing, but I'll break up a real fight.

[ eying the 35 ]

More than that, I want to start the gamble this time.

[ his arms cross over his chest and along either bare forearm, mister (left) and stellaron (right) appear. ]

I'm going to tell you my affinity.

week 3, sunday

[trashprince]

[ immediately abandons my week 0 cutesy subject line syntax. i've aged,

anyway get summoned by the trailblaze to Ben, RPh, & Jerry's. caelus hasn't had icecream since penacony and that was zero-calorie dream-cream so. he's peering at the thirty-two options. he might simply make himself an abomination mixture of them all. ]

Can't complain that there's no food...

[tactic]

[ Aventurine has also aged, mostly spiritually, but it can be seen on his face when he walks into the combination pharmacy and ice cream store. He looks exhausted, mirth from that very first week gone as he comes to a stand beside Caelus.

Still, he makes an effort. ]

There's even more at the shopping center's food court.

[trashprince]

[ sad men seem to be a hit around these parts, so maybe this is good for him. caelus wouldn't know anything about that as he can't remain somber for too long. the goofy always leaks out eventually.

he spares aventurine a glance. his 'I'll tell you in a few days' timer is counting down. tick-tock. ]

You don't have to push yourself if you don't want to talk to me.

[ no idea yet if aventurine's exhaustion is caelus-specific or just how he looks at people now. will need that explained. ]

[tactic]

If I didn't want to talk to you, I wouldn't be here.

[ He's teasing, though he will find the nearest surface to sit on while Caelus peruses the many flavors of ice cream. ]

Don't take my appearance personally. Everyone in this town either died or placed one foot in their grave on Thursday. Only Nehan and I were spared, so we've been kept busy tending to the wounded.

[ Thursday feels like a lifetime ago. ]

week 4, friday

[trashprince]

[ dark circles under the trailblazer's eyes and a manga propped open on his lap as he sits and waits in aventurine's hospital room.

the side-table has a covered tray from the food court and a stack of that same manga series (all with broken spines from rough reading).

he's wearing a plain black tshirt instead of the usual shruggy white. this might not be the first time aventurine woke up. it's okay if he missed it. ]

[tactic]

[ He's in and out of consciousness for the most part, only staying awake for small bursts of time where he's not entirely sure where he is. As disoriented as he is, he tries to focus, and when he sees Caelus seated in the room with him, Aventurine struggles not to fall back asleep. ]

Look who's here to see me...

[ He sounds hoarse and tired, and while the healing spring has done some work on him, he still looks and feels like he's gone through the wringer several times. ]

[trashprince]

[ half-dozing but then he hears aventurine speak and he's fully awake. caelus shuts his book and sets it aside. ]

Don't push yourself.

[ Not that he'll listen. he's heard and witnessed enough in his short stay in the graveyard to put together certain opinions. ]

Think you could drink some water if I got you a cup?

[tactic]

[ Well, he suppose he deserves that honest thought with how stubborn he's managed to be so far. ]

Water's fine.

[ Now that he's got some more clarity in his head, it feels a bit awkward being seen in such a vulnerable state. ]

How long have you been here?

w5, thursday.

[tactic]

[ Once the initial shock had worn off about the first group's return, Aventurine hadn't been left with a lot of time to settle before news of the second group had reached him. He'd been spending most of his time with Izutsumi before dropping in to check on the others, and now he's got more people to check in on.

He raps his knuckles against the door to signal his arrival, peeking in with a frown as concern emotionshares off of him. ]

Hanging in there?

[trashprince]

[ caelus has to be able to break-in tomorrow, but for today, he has a bandage over the top half of his face--black, stylish--and he grabbed a cane from the fancy shop to use like dear ol' mr. yang.

he sits on the spinny desk chair in his apartment space. the door is open because it's easier than getting up for each visitor.

also, unimportant, but the trailblazer's hair is now waist-length and somehow better maintained than normal. luscious, even. ]

I'm mid-perishing as we speak.

[tactic]

[ An interesting room, for sure... Aventurine studies it as he makes his way inside, gaze steadily moving around before settling on Caelus. Hm, the bandage covering half of his face is deeply unsettling, but Aventurine keeps his tone steady. ]

That strange humor of yours is still intact, I see.

[ And then he'll raise an eyebrow when he notices the other, very stark difference in appearance. ]

Nice hair.

week 6, saturday

[trashprince]

[ after greeting essek, it's time to find a place of healing. in this case, heaven's night, where nobody has standards about who can drink. he's not there for the alcohol, though. more of a social drinker, when he's on his own, caelus sits on the edge of the simple stage and gazes dully at his cheap radio shack phone. his inbox has not changed since he last checking five minutes ago, but you never know.

realizing caelus has no phone icon so just uses the expression of someone who is staring at their phone. ]

[tactic]

[ Aventurine is still... upset? Is upset the right word? About Essek, but he's trying to keep his composure as he walks into the crappy bar.

He doesn't expect to see Caelus sitting on the stage, and he pauses for a moment, wondering if he's intruding on something, but no one else is here so he makes his way over. ]

Waiting for a call?

[trashprince]

Nah. Not unless one of the new guys butt-dials me.

[ caelus pockets his phone and looks up at aventurine at last and hmmmmmmm. how good is that cobbled together composure? ]

Something on your mind?

week 7, saturday

[trashprince]

[ you know what, puts them at the stripper bar.

again.

this time caelus is nowhere near the stage, in fact, he's already mixing a drink when aventurine walks in. ]

Hey. Nice shields.

[tactic]

[ Slides into the bar immediately because he could so use a drink right now. ]

I could say the same to you. You were kept busy out there.

[trashprince]

[ he transfers the components into a shaker, adds ice. ]

I've never liked staying still.

[ raising his voice to speak over the rattling noise of the shaker when shooketh ]

Where are you going after this?