Mostly Closed Catch-all for November

[azurestar]

Who: Lance (azurestar) and CR
What: Catch-all for November, after this
When: All of November
Where: Prufrock, Cellar Door, Crenshaw

Content Warnings: discussion of death, murder, trauma/ptsd, psychosis, past torture

( ooc: this is a catchall for Lance this November after his conflict with Reaper and then Maul, though I am trying to keep my new threads this month limited in number, if you have CR with Lance already you are welcome to come plot something with me here or on plurk at spypigeon and we can start something here in this log or I may ask to wait till next month while I get his inbox more caught up and under control if I've already got too much going on, either way I'm happy to plot always! )

Comments

[laminae]

[Fern does undeniably feel the urge to punch something over all of that nonsense, though he's well aware thanks to his own self-loathing that he was a huge, stupid idiot for trying to fight a fire-breathing dragon when he's so vulnerable to fire. He should have been smarter about things, he shouldn't have been so weak, yadda yadda yadda.

But, from Fern's point of view, Lance also got screwed over pretty hard, too. He shrugs a little, and he should probably suss out the situation a little more, but what can he say, he goes by his gut and emotions first.]

Well, yeah. You probably didn't ask to be turned into a bloodthirsty dragon, right? The town just did it? [Because that's usually how the town worked.] So you got screwed over, too.

[azurestar]

[Lance can definitely feel Fern's punching urge through his empathic powers. And he's quiet for a long moment, contemplative of what he's being told. Only recently has he started to try and accept that in many cases he was powerless… it's truly not that easy. Even though all rationality tells him it's so, PTSD, survivor's guilt, all that great shit… just maintains its hold on his heart.

So instead of arguing or agreeing, he reaches up to awkwardly rub at the back of his neck and finally looks up at Fern.]

If… if you wanna punch something, I've got a whole mountain of rubble you can get your fists on. That's almost like punching a town.

[laminae]

[Fern raises his eyebrows, not having expected to receive an actual punching offer. Especially one that might satisfy his whole 'wanting to punch the town' urge. He smiles a little at that.]

Hah, really? That sounds pretty great. I might have to take you up on that offer when you're done.

[He gestures at the roof they're on.]

I don't wanna take you away from your work.

[azurestar]

[Lance shrugs and smiles a bit as he gestures to Fern's tree arm that he grew earlier. Before Lance suddenly told him about his first death.]

If you're gonna be helping with your magic tree growing powers— which are awesome, by the way— then we'll just kick the rubble pile's ass on a lunch break.

[laminae]

Ha ha, yeah! [Kicking a pile of rubble's ass sounds like tons of fun! He even punches the air.] Let's get this done so we can beat it up!

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[azurestar]

[Lance smiles faintly, though tired and hurt he's absolutely grateful for… all of Fern's understanding and taking everything in stride. Now to get to work.] You got it.