scawwy: pc: lucas

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weekend0 saturday;

[trashprince]

[ caelus has recovered his typical fit and favorite stick. a perfect time to meet with lucas again, this time in the refectory where the food is so bland it should count as torture.

he waves with his bat-free hand. ]

[faithkept]

[WHAT A FANCY STICK. Lucas will raise a hand in greeting in return, though, from where he's sitting at a table with this blandass food.]

Good afternoon. You've been able to retrieve your box as well, I see?

[He himself is no longer in the cult robes, but now wearing plain black pants and a frillyass white shirt that probably fits the cult vibes a bit anyway. Church-goers...]

week0 monday;

[trashprince]

[ with the current week's effects, caelus has some people he'd rather run into more than others. his neck sports in frank, black ink, receptacle. he stands outside the church, reading the dirt message that claims the god bible hath been cursed. ]

Ohhhhhhhh.

[faithkept]

[YALL WITH YOUR TATTOOS Lucas frowns very lightly on spotting it, doing that sort of sideglance of someone whose eye is naturally drawn somewhere they know it should not linger. Since he's covered almost head to toe, there's no ink on skin, but rather a projection of the words over the fabric covering the back of a hand: god's favorite chewtoy.

Frowning down at the dirt, though...]

I do wish whoever's made a sport of stealing it and returning it would stop.

week0 friday;

[trashprince]

[ caelus has found himself a patch of earth to sit on not far from the pyre. he's been suspiciously quiet for a while, disappearing from anyone's sight shortly after aventurine's death was verified. since then, not much of a peep. there was a flare of something more--fierce? and then truly nothing and now there is watching the pyre, holding his bat across his lap. ]

[faithkept]

[WELL. He walks by on his way to something or somewhere else, but spotting Caelus just reminds him of the fact that Aventurine was here in much the same way he is: with others who already know him.

So he'll swerve from his initial destination, stepping over and carefully settling down at a respectful distance.]

...I know that there's very little I can offer here, but if you're in need of anything, please let me know.

week0 sunday;

[trashprince]

[ where's lucas hanging? at the church? caelus doesn't really go there unless it's to find lucas or some other church-lover, tbh. much as he's willing to read the god bible for research purposes, that doesn't mean he's ready to convert. ]

Is it okay if I spend some time in here?

[faithkept]

[AT THE CHURCH... He does spend a lot of time there even after their blool has been corpse'd. He's hanging out in the back pews this time, though, and seems to be looking toward the altar without looking at anything in particular.

He'll glance over when he hears Caelus speak, though! Offering a little nod of greeting first, and then:]

Of course. Though it's a far cry from a properly welcoming church, it's still a good place to collect your thoughts.

[Because so many people avoid it due to said corpse and also horrible goat vibes.]

w1 mon

[faithkept]

[NEW CLOTHES TIME. Lucas is standing in front of some of the clothing, very gently touching the edge of a sleeve. Whenever he notices Caelus, he'll look over and nod in polite greeting.]

I wonder if these are just available...

[Do they rob the clothing store........ What if whoever lived here before who vanished under mysterious and probably murderous circumstances decide to come back and see all of their clothing gone...]

[trashprince]

[ compared to murder, robbery seems like quite the babycore crime, but what does caelus know? ]

Astarion grabbed a bunch and nothing stopped him.

[ this means it's okay ]

w1 thursday

[trashprince]

[ caelus can be found (or, just as if not more likely, will find lucas) sitting on the fence that perimeters the ranch. bat across his lap. head tilted down. ]

From three to five.

[faithkept]

[THE HATEFUL RANCH... He can be moseying on by just to get a look at things, but he'll move over to lean against the fence where Caelus is sitting. His expression, already tired, grows more grim.]

Not enough to be a pattern, but the concerning potential start of one.

w2 mon

[faithkept]

[me exploding DO U HAVE A MEMSHARE MENU!!! im also good with dealer's choice i have no cws and am down with whatever you think would be most interesting!

Lucas, for now, is standing in front of the freaky new swamp sign and frowning. He does not trust the swamp, actually.]

What is this for...

[trashprince]

Yeah, uh. Not about the swamp. But there's something I need to ask you.

[ caelus didn't exactly terminator walk once he caught sight of lucas, but it was a focused b-line from point A to point catholic. something, clearly, is on his mind. a weight. an urge for--is it--confession?

fuck that. they are both swallowed up into the dark.

5:08:34 - 5:14:33, then 5:23:56-5:24:42 (also it's a gacha, they talk slow, you're allowed to go 1.5x speed).

it ends with the vast sky of the dreamscape opening up, great columns of golden chips bearing down upon a world caelus doesn't have the strength to protect. it's the collapse of the sweet dream everyone so feared.

if caelus detonates, if aventurine isn't bluffing, there won't be any survivors within the park. perhaps within penacony.

the memory ends. they stand by a swamp sign. ]

w3 sun

[faithkept]

[LUCAS IS AVOIDING THE CEMETERY FOR reasons, but!! He is fond of Caelus, so he'll be moseying out to go check on him later on in the day. Where's a lad at after all the hustle and bustle of arrival...]

[trashprince]

[ any reason is a good reason to avoid a cemetery. so grim! so dour!

caelus can be found by the fountain, watching the water. this is possible the first time he's been alone since emerging.

and he probably had to literally run away from karma ]

w4 mon

[faithkept]

[Welcome to The Society... Lucas is standing outside of the church's front doors, arms crossed over his middle, peering inside but not going in just yet. His expression is a little pinched with something like concern, though it smooths out whenever Caelus appears.]

Ah... Good afternoon. Are you adjusting well...?

[trashprince]

[ caelus was creeping up on lucas in order to peer alongside, but he's found out before inching too close. ]

Is something wrong?

[ can he Do Something? ]

w4 friday

[trashprince]

[ alpha caelus is taking a break. regularcore!caelus, beta!caelus, is sitting on the fountain's rim with his chin on his knee, other leg stretched out.

]

Hey, Lucas. You heard?

[ he is in a plain black shirt. usual shruggy white is currently elsewhere. ]

[faithkept]

[REGULARCORE!CAELUS. HELP. What an emoji mood, though. Lucas makes his way over, perching on the fountain's edge elegantly because everything he does is fucking elegant i hate this man. Caelus is living his goth era dreams huh... Or eating oreos.]

About Kanda, Rondo and Izutsumi, yes? Another three...

[AND KATE IS STILL OUT THERE.]

Pesto mentioned to me that Will was killed by one of the afflicted, too.

week 4, sunday, post-execution

[trashprince]

Don't ask.

[ walks into sexy vampire church looking frankly beat the fuck up. like, someone punched him then found it was pretty satisfying so they continued to do so for a while. he shakes his head, holds up his open palms. no bat. ]

Just don't ask.

[ sits himself down on a pew. ]

I'll go to the spring in a minute. I want to make sure the area's clear.

[ shutting his eyes. ]

[faithkept]

[MY GOD WHY CAN'T YOU PEOPLE STAY OUT OF TROUBLE FOR FIVE MINUTES. He doesn't ask, but a little thought blip goes Karma.]

...I don't know that we have any ice here, but the drinks from the vending machine are cold. Shall I get one for you?

[So he can ice his fckin beatdown wounds.]

w5, monday

[trashprince]

Lucas.

[ stalking him down at the church or wherever else he might find the man. caelus looks much, much better than the previous night. his hair is still drying, so he must have hit the spring and then a shower for good measure. he no longer looks like karma someone absolutely swept the floor with him. ]

Let's get you a phone. It can be my 'thanks' for yesterday.

[faithkept]

[CAELUS YOUR FUCKING INJURIES!!!!!! But it is nice to see him not looking all busted up to fuck anymore. The emotions are a bit relieved, and then a bit confused.]

Hm? You don't need to thank me, really... I didn't do all that much for you.

[Just made sure he didn't bleed out while he was taking a little pew nap. But also, he has no idea what the fck a phone is.]

w5 thurs

[faithkept]

[CAELUS!!!! JESUS ANOTHER ALMOST WHOLE GY TPK!!!! Well. He's on his way to go see this fucking guy, wherever he may be. HOSPITAL? SOME TREE SOMEWHERE?? It's later in the day, probably, since he has so many water bottles to check on, but he will be wherever the local Caelus is sooner or later. WHEREMST.]

[trashprince]

[ caleus is actually just hanging in the food court because it's funny that he doesn't know he'll be suffering more at its hands during break-in. also because he can't really see, yet. he's got a better set of bandages over his eyes and a fancy cane maybe he had someone get him from cloud nines or has future-past stolen from mr. yang. we just don't know.

we do know he can't see, though, so he's exceedingly bored.

also, his hair is now long and luscious and down to his waist.

no idea who's approaching for obvious reasons but when he hears, he will lift his head in that direction. ]

Hey.

w5 saturday

[trashprince]

[ forgive me i blacked out and suddenly it was 1am. anyway, pretend it's earlier. caelus now has permission to drink--he granted it to himself! and he has brought the vodka to the church because nobody has explained to him yet that you can't just do that. ]

Shots?

[ holding the bottle up by the neck ]

[faithkept]

[SOMETIMES THE TIME WARP GETS YOU... He's so valid, though. This is so funny. Lucas isn't going to tell him no drinking in the church because the truth of the matter is, a truly by-the-book Catholic wouldn't be drinking even 1/100th as much as he does.

He's sitting at one of the back pews, but he glances up and over at the "shots?", and there's a little blip of surprise and some distant, vague sort of amusement.]

If you'd like, though I don't have any cups.

w6 fri

[faithkept]

[Should he be out of the hospital? NO... Is he leaving the hospital anyway? YEAH!! It's fine he's full of pain killers and his wounds have all be stitched up and he has Scien's temporary blessing to skedaddle so he's GONE BAYBEE.

Gone and looking for all the people he fucking bodied the other day which includes Caelus even if all he did was throw him into the crowd with his Extra Buff CYOA Arms. They're just regular buff now, which is still insanely buff, but he isn't about to start throwing anyone again. Probably. WHERE IS CAELUS wherever he is, Lucas just approaches carefully.]

...Caelus...?

[trashprince]

[ by all accounts, caelus got out relatively unscathed?? it's unproven at present if it's because he's hardy or because his pheromones did have an effect on lucas after all.

it's probably because he's hardy.

regardless, he can be found on the boardwalk. he has two big soft pretzels. ]

Hey Lucas. Want one?

[ of the pretzels ]

Or are you still on a rampage?

week 6, saturday

[trashprince]

[ BUT ALSO ANOTHER PC because he's here to demand verbal confirmation on whether or not he has to audience scien

where is lucas?? is lucas around? ]

[faithkept]

[HE'S DEAD. No unfortunately he is indeed around, hobbling on his crutches that Boothill went out of his way to get so now he's contractually obligated to use them. Just making his way across the center of town... for reasons. Going somewhere. He'll pause when he sees Caelus though, and since he was so funny and sweet during trial:]

Thank you for checking in so many times.

week 7, monday

[trashprince]

[ off to see lucas whenever it seems like that polylove curse or whatever it was has worn its welcome.

unless it hasn't.

but please. ]

Hey, Lucas...?

[ sets them at the salon. post-curse pampering time?? ]

[faithkept]

[THE WAY I MISSED THIS PLURK ILL KILL YOU

Well this is fine. THE CURSES ARE OVER. HIS HAIR IS BACK. He is so fucking tired. He's just radiating exhaustion but it's fine it's fine. When he spots Caelus, there's a little thrum of fondness in the vibes, and he'll make his way over.]

What is it, dear?

week 7, saturday

[trashprince]

[ is lucas in their vampire graveyard church or elsewhere? caelus wants to see him this final night, so he'll search around. ]

[faithkept]

[HE IS... praying for the souls of all the people he fucking MURDERED, but he's almost done, and he'll raise a hand in greeting when he spots Caelus.]

...Hard to believe it's all over, isn't it?