[ caelus has regained his proper clothing and now carries a bat as he stomps around the refectory. the food here is abysmal, so he's grabbed a glass of the grape ''''juice''' but that's not helping either. catching sight of the other, he trods right over to see about making another new friend. ]
[ caelus are you enjoying hanging out today on the island? it's really nice here, right! at some point, you might hear the sound of... footsteps...? no, those aren't footsteps....
no, that's the sound of a horse! and in the distance, caelus can see the gelding from the barn - and more importantly, someone riding it! that would be rondo, who is riding the horse like a pro with a BIG grin on his face. they're moving fairly quickly, galloping down some of the clearly well terraformed parts of the island, but he gives the horse a tug and a whoa, whoa when he spots caelus, starting to slow down. thank god boothill was not actually a horse riding cowboy or i'd feel so bad using my horse girl starter on you ]
[ WHOAAaaaa there, li'l rondo! but also don't because that's cool. a HORSE. does caelus know what a horse is? sure. why not! he knows what a cow is, probably, because of boothill being a cowboy. these are all suppositions, though. mostly, it's neat to see someone riding a big animals. any big animal. ]
[ yesterday was so garbage bad i forgot to put this in here. tosses it into your arms
anyway it's later in the evening on wednesday and rondo's no longer at the island ceremony. he's sitting by the water at the beach, curled up - really only recognizable because his cloak's hood is pulled up over his head and the sacred flame symbol on the back stands out like a sore thumb.
it's a very solitary moment, an unusual one for someone who tends to be the center of most social gatherings of the group. he has his arms around his knees, and as you get closer, you might hear him... mumbling. ]
... it's just odder to hear you laugh. [ rondo's voice is soft and wet, vulnerable - there's a tiny laugh. whatever he's seeing disagrees, and he flinches. ] When you're saying - no sir. I know - yes, sir. I'm... sorry, sir. I know, sir.
caelus ran around the pole despite having just had stew and subsequently did not have to drink any tea. that means he is free to go around bringing the c to the h, beginning with a mindless wander that takes him in rondo's direction.
he likes the beach. bare feet on the sand, shoes and socks abandoned on the grass beyond. he likes rondo, too, so he waves but stops when he hears the murmuring. the battered tone. ]
[ oh rondo, where are you? the scary goat church? the funky fashionista? hanging around the ranch where people have died? caelus seeks him out after he's had his own time to decompress. gotta make sure the last dog-coded one will survive. ]
[ WHERE IS RONDO? did he go into the swamp like a good boy??? did he heal? caelus is seeking him out past the initial flurry of action post the group's return.
if he needs anything, caelus will grab it for him! water! a snack! attention! ]
[ SLIDES IN SO LATE he did in fact go to the swamp like a good boy. from thursday, he's back in his uniform, and the skin visible under his knightly collar is blackened though, and it glows? an eerie blue color here and there... it's fine...
anyway there's caelus who gets a smile in greeting. ]
I'm alright - everyone has been so kind to me. [ truly... this was before the weekend's devastation... ] Hello, Caelus... thank you for your assistance.
[ that weekend? awful. caelus has eyes, he could see their dear knight suffering. but what could be done? even willing himself to be the killer didn't make it so. ]
Want to check out the woods with me? I'll watch your back.
[ looking for rondo. thursdays make him itchy now. need to get some things done. need to make sure no matter what, everyone's fighting at their highest possible level. so, where is this little m babe? in the academy or something? before it becomes the worst place to be ever? ]
[ "surely it won't be worse than last week" i said. a fool. a jester. hit char with a pillow from me with love
anyway!!! rondo sure is in the forest still. he's just sitting by the gravestone, curled up in a ball with his head in his knees, arms folded across them. has he even left? hard to tell.
if he has company he has not noticed it yet, but even from a distance it is like, blatantly obvious that his shoulders are shaking. ]
[ caelus stays away for some time, watching rondo's grief as if siphoning something from the image alone. what words are there to say? none of them bring anyone back.
caelus noticed marina and rondo, that budding connection that seemed so sincere. he's seen rondo, in general, time and again be such a good person to all his fellow kidnap victims. a real hero. a real knight.
but his princess has gone to another castle and there is no trying again. there are no back-up lives. ]
we're here! he's here. rondo's standing guard by the pyre - it's not an unusual thing to do, but today, he stays close to the barrier, close enough to be seen. his hand rests on fisteralda's hilt, the sword's tip in the ground.
and when it all passes, when everyone's gone, he just says, quietly: ]
[ he's checking out the cheap cellphone options at the radio shack. they're not quite what he's used to from space, but the idea of being able to text instead of hunt someone down every. single. time. is...
[ i'm so ashamed of myself for asking you guys on breakin fucking wheezes IM HERE TO CHECK ON MY FAVORITE RACCOON
GOD!!!!!! where the fuck is caelus he better be laying down somewhere. rondo will come to check on him between now and the stupid breakin!!! he still has marina's bloody handprint on his uniform! everything is great! either way he knocks on the door. ]
i just think it's funny that rondo and marina are like star-crossed lovers while marina and caelus are star-crossed murder-dangerers
caelus' apartment door is wide open as he's receiving visitors. he is lying down, on the very pink bed. he got a small plastic ball from somewhere or someone and he's throwing it up and doing a fair job of catching it for someone with no eyeballs. they're regrowing, though! for break-in! right below the stylish black bandages currently covering that area of his face.
also his hair is now luscious and down to his waist don't worry about it ]
[ we're in delululemon today! and rondo is looking at one of the mirrors. he's a jock, so looking at athletic clothes is normal for him, but... in the mirror, his alternate self looks like
this!
he's wearing a little fancy rich boy outfit, with ruffled sleeves poking through a very expensive looking coat, and a cravat, standing tall and proud. rondo himself, who is currently in his knight ardante uniform, raises and lifts his own arm as the him in the mirror also raises and lifts his own arm. what. ]
do you want to be alpha literally groomed, rondo? this means caelus brushing rondo's hair out in the new salon. not gonna take scissors to it, doesn't think that's in his skill set, but perhaps we can make it nice and silky, yes??? a little care??? please?? ]
SURE YES he can do that. rondo washes his hair with 13 in 1 shampoo im so sorry but there's a lot of it, and it is very thick? and very curly. he will sit obediently in a stylist chair for it.... ]
weekend0 saturday;
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he is also now more correctly dressed! and there's a sword at his hip, sheathed at the moment. ]
It's like being back in the garrison...
[ bad tasteless gruel... ]
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week 1, monday
no, that's the sound of a horse! and in the distance, caelus can see the gelding from the barn - and more importantly, someone riding it! that would be rondo, who is riding the horse like a pro with a BIG grin on his face. they're moving fairly quickly, galloping down some of the clearly well terraformed parts of the island, but he gives the horse a tug and a whoa, whoa when he spots caelus, starting to slow down. thank god boothill was not actually a horse riding cowboy or i'd feel so bad using my horse girl starter on you ]
Good morning, Caelus!
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You're in your element!
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wk 1, weds
anyway it's later in the evening on wednesday and rondo's no longer at the island ceremony. he's sitting by the water at the beach, curled up - really only recognizable because his cloak's hood is pulled up over his head and the sacred flame symbol on the back stands out like a sore thumb.
it's a very solitary moment, an unusual one for someone who tends to be the center of most social gatherings of the group. he has his arms around his knees, and as you get closer, you might hear him... mumbling. ]
... it's just odder to hear you laugh. [ rondo's voice is soft and wet, vulnerable - there's a tiny laugh. whatever he's seeing disagrees, and he flinches. ] When you're saying - no sir. I know - yes, sir. I'm... sorry, sir. I know, sir.
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caelus ran around the pole despite having just had stew and subsequently did not have to drink any tea. that means he is free to go around bringing the c to the h, beginning with a mindless wander that takes him in rondo's direction.
he likes the beach. bare feet on the sand, shoes and socks abandoned on the grass beyond. he likes rondo, too, so he waves but stops when he hears the murmuring. the battered tone. ]
Rondo...? What are you talking about?
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week1 sunday
Hey, Rondo.
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if he needs anything, caelus will grab it for him! water! a snack! attention! ]
How are you feeling?
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anyway there's caelus who gets a smile in greeting. ]
I'm alright - everyone has been so kind to me. [ truly... this was before the weekend's devastation... ] Hello, Caelus... thank you for your assistance.
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[ that weekend? awful. caelus has eyes, he could see their dear knight suffering. but what could be done? even willing himself to be the killer didn't make it so. ]
Want to check out the woods with me? I'll watch your back.
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[ let him Protecc!!!! ]
Shall we?
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week 3, thursday, pre-curfew
Hey, Rondo.
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today rondo is in the... idk outside somewhere. he's got a whetstone, and is sharpening his sword! good sword maintenance. things are so fine. ]
Oh! Good day, Caelus. [ :D ] Did you need something?
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w3, friday
anyway!!! rondo sure is in the forest still. he's just sitting by the gravestone, curled up in a ball with his head in his knees, arms folded across them. has he even left? hard to tell.
if he has company he has not noticed it yet, but even from a distance it is like, blatantly obvious that his shoulders are shaking. ]
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caelus noticed marina and rondo, that budding connection that seemed so sincere. he's seen rondo, in general, time and again be such a good person to all his fellow kidnap victims. a real hero. a real knight.
but his princess has gone to another castle and there is no trying again. there are no back-up lives. ]
You can't stay out here all night.
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w3 saturday eats you like a grape
we're here! he's here. rondo's standing guard by the pyre - it's not an unusual thing to do, but today, he stays close to the barrier, close enough to be seen. his hand rests on fisteralda's hilt, the sword's tip in the ground.
and when it all passes, when everyone's gone, he just says, quietly: ]
...Why her?
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[ it's quiet. it's immediate. he sits on the ground, knees to his chest, those nine tails beating the earth behind and to either side of him. ]
Let someone else watch me.
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week 5, monday
nice. ]
Black or... darker black?
[ no fun colors in cheap cell land ]
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[ emotion share of !! followed immediately by curiosity as rondo comes to peer over his shoulder! ]
What are you looking at...?
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w5, thurs
GOD!!!!!! where the fuck is caelus he better be laying down somewhere. rondo will come to check on him between now and the stupid breakin!!! he still has marina's bloody handprint on his uniform! everything is great! either way he knocks on the door. ]
...Caelus...?
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i just think it's funny that rondo and marina are like star-crossed lovers while marina and caelus are star-crossed murder-dangerers
caelus' apartment door is wide open as he's receiving visitors. he is lying down, on the very pink bed. he got a small plastic ball from somewhere or someone and he's throwing it up and doing a fair job of catching it for someone with no eyeballs. they're regrowing, though! for break-in! right below the stylish black bandages currently covering that area of his face.
also his hair is now luscious and down to his waist don't worry about it ]
Hey Rondo.
[ tosses the ball straight up. catches it. ]
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week 6 monday
this!
he's wearing a little fancy rich boy outfit, with ruffled sleeves poking through a very expensive looking coat, and a cravat, standing tall and proud. rondo himself, who is currently in his knight ardante uniform, raises and lifts his own arm as the him in the mirror also raises and lifts his own arm. what. ]
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caelus appears out of nowhere as he sometimes does, just popping into the setting and ready to see what his favorite knight might be up to.
a gasp! ]
So fancy. Is this Prince Rondo?
[ scuttling behind him to peer over rondo's shoulder. doesn't want to disturb the image in the mirror with too much of himself yet. ]
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week 7, monday
do you want to be alpha literally groomed, rondo? this means caelus brushing rondo's hair out in the new salon. not gonna take scissors to it, doesn't think that's in his skill set, but perhaps we can make it nice and silky, yes??? a little care??? please?? ]
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SURE YES he can do that. rondo washes his hair with 13 in 1 shampoo im so sorry but there's a lot of it, and it is very thick? and very curly. he will sit obediently in a stylist chair for it.... ]
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