[log] All the Little Things [open-ish?]

[despiteeverything]

Characters: Frisk, Quark, Watson and Tifa (if anyone else is there feel free to hop in!)
Location Square W6 up to 104
Date: 153 (day to night)
Summary: Frisk's ill-conceived plan does a bit of good after all when they finally find who they're looking for. Here's to morale improvements?
Warnings: Can't think of anything

[Post spans from the day into night of 153, so make whatever toplevels and comment threads that you see fit!]

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Day 153, square W6

[despiteeverything]

[Travelling alone may be a bit harder, especially now that it's snowing, but it's not hard per se. They'd like to think they're making pretty good time, even. They got out not long after the doors opened, and they're out moving across the snow...

He'd been near the chapel. They remembered that much. So just... in this area. They had to find him. They'd upset Toriel. They'd upset him. If they could just... find him, and make this work. Make it worth something, then they wouldn't have any regrets.

Or at least not as many.

They keep trudging forwards throughout the day, keeping as sharp an eye out as they can when... they think they see figures in the distance. Immediately, they lift a hand to wave.]

Hey! Over here!

[Even if it isn't them, it's somebody they can ask where they went.]

[jumpthegun]

[John's arms are full with Quark, and he's bundled up well enough that the voice doesn't immediately catch his attention. The waving does, though. The very small figure waving in the heavy snow. And then he's reminded of Toriel's panicked message. The doctor redirects his course slightly.]

Frisk! Bloody... your mum's been worried sick, y'know?

[This isn't really the place to stand around and have a chat. They need to keep moving.]

[powersouls]

[Tifa is following along just behind John, and she catches sight of Frisk at the same time. She saw Toriel's post, too, and she can't help but be relieved, having confirmation that Frisk is safe.]

Hey! Are you okay?

[powersouls]

[That night, Tifa parks herself in a corner of the house and tries to make herself comfortable. This isn't the best place to spend the night, but she's been in worse, so she just lays a blanket down and sits, legs crossed. She sends her usual nightly messages to Alfie and Royce and plays around with that weird cat app a bit, but otherwise, she mostly keeps an eye on everyone else, shooting them a friendly smile whenever they pass.]