Keith (
tempredmental) wrote in
deercountry2022-03-19 12:08 pm
Entry tags:
OPEN CATCH-ALL for the rest of March (totally not late)
Who: Keith, OPEN
What: Catch-all for March... includes event prompts, siren mini-plot, TDM prompts
When: Mostly the second half of March, but also open to early early March, like the first few days
Where: Around Trench, Jumanji jungle, Catacombs, Moss King's Summer House
Content Warnings: Will note in tags
Feel free to make your own top level for a wild card. Hit me up on Plurk at
sailorgundam06 or on Discord at SailorGundam06#2608 if you want to chat. I also have a plotting comment here or you can PM this journal!
What: Catch-all for March... includes event prompts, siren mini-plot, TDM prompts
When: Mostly the second half of March, but also open to early early March, like the first few days
Where: Around Trench, Jumanji jungle, Catacombs, Moss King's Summer House
Content Warnings: Will note in tags
Feel free to make your own top level for a wild card. Hit me up on Plurk at

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Memories... right. Okay.
[Right. Memories.]
Come on. We should try to keep moving. You okay enough?
[Keith didn't mean to sound brusque in the moment after something like that, but, well, he was still not in a great place mentally either. Different reasons, but the danger of the situation really had him on edge, and he just wanted to find that damn board and get out.]
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Dude, I could… run a marathon if it got us out of here faster. What about you? H-how's your poke-cat?
[His voice is hoarse and on the unsteady side, but he's in the present moment and that's a win. And he's in the present moment enough to pick up on Keith feeling really on edge, and now that's his focus.]
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I think it'll be okay. Probably just needs some rest.
[As if to support that, the Litten had dozed off in the crook of Keith's arm.]
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Alright. Guess we're sticking to the ground, huh.
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[Keith had an idea. He still had Lance's jacket since his own had been too damp to dry the animal off with, so... He worked quickly, but he managed to tie the sleeves in a way to turn it into a sling of sorts, tucking the Litten into it like a pack.
It made a tiny noise of protest, but huddled close to him, as Keith was also working at keeping his own body temperature up for the cat's sake.
Just... staying in the trees did seem kind of safer right now...]
That should work.
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…Well okay then… need a hand up?
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[Keith climbed up to meet Lance at his level in the tree.]
Alright... let's go.
[And off they went to look for the board.]