06 . the sleepy town expedition.

[necrolord]

Who: necrolord, Gideon, Harrow, Paul, Kaworu, "Shannon," Mako, Ford, Shiro, Ruby, Luna, Faith, Willow, Ezra, Zhongli, Perell.
What: An intentional family-and-friends roadtrip to a forbidden holy ruin. A less-intentional catacombs adventure.
When: 3/14.
Where: Sleepy Town and the Catacombs.

Content Warnings: Sleepy Town-typical themes of grief, loss, and surreal landscapes. Catacombs-typical horror per the March event. Also, note all the usual warnings of this character.

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[slayerskiss]

Yeah, I mean so long as it's not just fuckin' blood pills.

[She shrugs. She doesn't have any memories attached to this place, but scavenging is an easy enough concept to grasp. She slings her crossbow over her shoulder, following the direction he's looking to see if he can spot the store.]

Want backup?

[shiro2hero]

Blood pills?

[That, at least, jars him out of his memories. Of all the things to mention - why that? He pauses where he walks, turning to look at her.]

I - sure. But, blood pills?

[slayerskiss]

That's what a drug store would be in Trench, wouldn't it?

I dunno if the obsession with blood's a new thing. [She shrugs.]

[shiro2hero]

Ah, yeah. Got it.

[Now he gets it.]

This - this wasn't Trench, exactly. This was Deerington. Or - what's left of it. It was the dream world we were trapped in before Trench.

[slayerskiss]

Yeah, I know that much. [She wouldn't agree unless she knew where they were going. (Okay, she would but!) She huffs a little.]

Just not sure if whatever we'll find will have been converted into a Trench equivalent. Or for that matter, if Deerington was as obsessed with blood as this place is.

[shiro2hero]

It wasn't. I can tell you that much.

[Aside from October, it really wasn't.]

I figure worst case scenario, everything's too expired or degraded to use.

[slayerskiss]

I mean, I figure worst case scenario is a lot worse than that. [She hums thoughtfully, not voicing what the worst case scenario could be.]

There might be a Darkblood that can restore them or something, though. Could be worth it just to get some examples of modern medicine on hand.

[Strangely smart for her. She follows him along the road, taking in the sights. There's nothing she recognizes, not yet.]

[shiro2hero]

Well... yeah. But hey - maybe we'll get the lighter side of worst case.

[Shiro that. Doesn't make a lot of sense. But oh well. It's more hopeful than he actually feels, so there's that.]

Can Darkbloods do that? [He doesn't know many of them, he doesn't think. Most people he's friends with tend to be Pale or Cold.]

[slayerskiss]

Uh, I don't know. I'll ask Willow, she's into all that nerd shit.

But they're like... time and shit, right? Seems like it would apply, I dunno.

[shiro2hero]

Hey, it's worth a shot.

[Reaching the front door of the shop, he gingerly pushes on it. Carefully. Just in case there's anything inside...]

[And the door just. Falls.]

... well. There goes stealth.

[slayerskiss]

Honestly, I think the fact that there's like fifteen of us walking around already took stealth and shot it in the dick. Nice going, though.

[She peeks inside. Yep, this sure is appropriately ruined to shit.]

You got a flashlight or something?

[shiro2hero]

We could always hope...

[Except not now. Now he's kind of screwed it all up.]

Not exactly - hold on. [A pause, and he flexes his right hand. Lurid purple light blossoms, illuminating the barren, broken shop. This is painfully familiar. He exhales, forcing down the feelings, the tightness in his throat and image of blue hair ducking through the shelves.] There we go.

[slayerskiss]

Oh, fuck yeah. That's sick. [She admires the light, and the arm. She doesn't notice his emotional reaction.]

Alright, probably best if we divide and conquer this place. I'm guessing we're not gonna find much on the shelves but it's worth a look, I'll check the cabinets.

[Faith wanders over to the counter, vaulting over it and crouching behind it to see if there's anything beneath the battered register.]

[shiro2hero]

It's something.

[Easier just to roll with it than explain anything.]

They kept them locked. You might have to break in, if the locks haven't rusted off.

[While he busies himself with the shelving. Decayed and broken as it is.]