[log] Event: Howl [open]

[snowblindmods]

Characters: everyone
Location: The sort of location M.C. Escher wishes he'd thought up.
Date: nights 211 & 212
Summary: I hunt for you with bloody feet across the hallow'd ground
Warnings: potential for violence, death, and psychological horror; please note in subject lines if any specific warnings come up!

like some child possessed, the beast howls in my veins
I want to find you tear out all your tenderness

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[mrcreamsicles]

[It feels strange to be thrust into a position of a protector. He's been one before in one sense or another. For all the title of Knight means utilizing one's aspect as a weapon, the word itself carries the connotation of protector still. He went through the alternate timeline to save his friends. As Dave's sprite, he carried some purpose of protection alongside his guidance. He put aside the chance to fix himself for the benefit of helping another with the Deringer.]

[But with grief on his mind, and the guilt for deaths he failed to prevent...]

[It feels strange when the figure he sees, set ahead of him in a room full of inverted waterfalls, is someone who slammed him against a wall the one time they met. He finds his urge to help undiminished.]

Royce? Is that you?

[He glides forward across the narrow walkway. He'd be more hesitant if he weren't the Prophet.]

[bywolves]

[ Royce has been doing his best to stay away, but the blue dot catches up with him anyway, and he makes an annoyed noise even as he feels the safe, comforting feeling settle down into his bones. He's not doing so great in this room, seasick and completely disoriented by the sound of the water slamming down into the floor-ceiling. He has no idea where he's at. ]

Last time I checked, it was still me. [ Royce grumbles from where he's sitting in the middle of the walkway. He's gripping at the edge of it like his life depends on it, because he doesn't want to fall into the water that keeps shifting around. ]

Davesprite, if I'm not mistaken.

[mrcreamsicles]

[Yeah, still fuckin' weird. Davesprite keeps on floating forward until he's hovering in a spot before him. At least he doesn't have to worry about a wet floor to slip on.]

I dunno, how many orange bird dudes do you smack into walls on the regular? Here I thought I was the only half-crow in your life, but now my heart's all full of doubt.

[He holds his hand out.]

Lucky for you I'm the loyal one in this operation. Get up and I'll help you. My brain's telling me you're the Prophet now, and I've got invisible monsters I need to steal from.

[bywolves]

[ Royce looks up, but not directly at him. He can see the blue dot hovering in front of him, but he can't see Davesprite, so what he ends up looking at is a little to the left and above Davesprite's head. ]

I can't see you, so I didn't know it was you until you continued to speak. [ Scowl. Royce doesn't take his hand, but it's not just because it's Davesprite - he's this way always. He pulls himself unsteadily to his feet, dragging in a deep breath. ]

I've been staying away from the monsters.

[mrcreamsicles]

You can't?

[He didn't know that part. He's about to tell him he's holding his hand out, but Royce goes to get up on his own, because of course he does. Davesprite sighs.]

Okay, too bad. I'm your jackass spirit guide Andromeda, and I say that if I'm helping you, we've gotta find the monsters. I need their lights. Fuck if I know why, but I've got nothing better to do.

[bywolves]

[ Makes sense, honestly. Royce isn't exactly pleased to have to do this stupid hunt thing, but he's willing if it gets them out of there. And it eases the insistence in his head, too, the feelings that Davesprite is safe and can be trusted. ]

What if I don't need your help? [ Royce asks, almost idly. He's going to let it happen, he just has to be an obstinate fuck, first. ]

[mrcreamsicles]

You're blind, dumbass. How long before you go the wrong way and get killed by a bad design decision?

[Even if he didn't realize the blindness at first, of course he's going to leap on it now. And it does make a kind of sense in retrospect. Sam was blinded by the nuclear attack.]

Besides, I'd say me saving you from an untimely death is a lot better than the way I could be acting after that first meeting. Gimme your hand. We're going to buddy system this shit, and I don't have footsteps for you to follow.

[bywolves]

[ Yeah, see, that's why he doesn't trust this. His natural instinct of people are always looking to screw you over is almost strong enough to outweigh the instinct to trust that he can feel coming from an outside source. He ruffled Davesprite's feathers, so to speak, the last time they met. Why would he want to help now?

But the urge to trust, the need to get out of here, to hunt the monsters? It's enough that Royce silently holds out his hand. He is not going to enjoy the touch, but he'll do it if it means getting out of here. ]