Reaper (
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House meeting
Who: Reaper (
no_reload), Fern (
laminae), Luz (
imaglyphwitch), Luca (
schoolingfish), Varian (
droptheious)
What: Disaster House has a meeting
When: Beginning of November
Where: Disaster House in Cassandra
Content Warnings: Will add as they come up.
[Reaper had taken his time with recovery, which left him trapped in his room for a few days. When it seemed that he could get around without having long episodes of shortness of breath, he appeared more downstairs. That's where he happened to be, settled into a chair with the other occupants of the house.
He knew they had questions, knew that most of them would have to do with Lance's outburst on the network. That wasn't the kid's fault; they didn't always control their Omens. And Lance had been circling the drain for years now, barely holding on. Not the kid's fault. For as long as he had known Lance, the kid had been teetering on the edge of a mental crisis.
However, this wasn't about Lance right now. This was about the household where he resided, and many of the youngsters who lived in it. As the eldest, he knew that his position here was the most tenuous.
So Reaper sat quietly, one ankle crossed over his other knee. He remained in comfortable black clothing, and while situations like these usually had him wearing his mask, he had decided against it. Instead, his scarred face was bare, though he kept his hood up to cover most of his white hair. His gloved hands were folded in his lap, thumbs clasping the mask that he would normally wear. Instead, it lightly tapped against his thigh.]
So, I suppose we should call this meeting to order, hmm?
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What: Disaster House has a meeting
When: Beginning of November
Where: Disaster House in Cassandra
[Reaper had taken his time with recovery, which left him trapped in his room for a few days. When it seemed that he could get around without having long episodes of shortness of breath, he appeared more downstairs. That's where he happened to be, settled into a chair with the other occupants of the house.
He knew they had questions, knew that most of them would have to do with Lance's outburst on the network. That wasn't the kid's fault; they didn't always control their Omens. And Lance had been circling the drain for years now, barely holding on. Not the kid's fault. For as long as he had known Lance, the kid had been teetering on the edge of a mental crisis.
However, this wasn't about Lance right now. This was about the household where he resided, and many of the youngsters who lived in it. As the eldest, he knew that his position here was the most tenuous.
So Reaper sat quietly, one ankle crossed over his other knee. He remained in comfortable black clothing, and while situations like these usually had him wearing his mask, he had decided against it. Instead, his scarred face was bare, though he kept his hood up to cover most of his white hair. His gloved hands were folded in his lap, thumbs clasping the mask that he would normally wear. Instead, it lightly tapped against his thigh.]
So, I suppose we should call this meeting to order, hmm?
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[ in everything. ]
And yeah. He protects the prince.
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Wait, prince? You knew a prince?
1/2
but it's not as though drosselmeyer is here and everyone else is Also Weird so. ]
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Re: 2/2
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Because the Prince is . . . from a story?
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His name is Mytho.
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Aw! Is he special to you, this Mytho?
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Aw, don't say that! You're pretty great too, you know!
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[ not even that, really. ]
A-Anyway, everyone likes Mytho! It's nothing special!
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[Look, Luz just knows these things, ok]?
I'll take your word for it. He sounds like a popular guy. Good thing that Fakir guy is looking out for him.
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Yeah. They take good care of each other.
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Well he can take care of him back in that world, and we can take care of each other in this one.
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[ she shouldn't need to worry that much. fakir can write the story. save mytho. if anyone can do it, it's fakir. after all, he saved her. ]
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You know we can get you actual things for your room, right? So it feels more like home for you?
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Actual things?
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[ clothes she can understand but toys? furnishings??? ]
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So what would you want your ideal room to look like?
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Good place to end here?
sounds good