snowblindrpg | [log] double meetup bonanza [closed]

Characters: Davesprite, Karkat, and the Cat, plus Steph and then Ecks and Castiel
Location: Building 263, then building 254.
Date: Day 246, midday then evening.
Summary: A bird, a crab, and a cat play courier to a super hero and a quilt person. Also, an angel is there.
Warnings: Discussion of/allusion to anomaly murders.

263: A small office building. It's the sort that looks like it should attach to some larger facility, but whatever it might have connected to is long gone. It's two stories: the first contains a small lobby area, a waiting room, and an area for secretaries. Going upstairs reveals a small honeycomb of eerily empty cubicles. There are desks and chairs in each one, but nothing on any desk or placed on any of the cubicle walls. There's one small one-person office in the back that's similarly empty, and two public bathrooms that work, though the water runs cold. On the wall by the desk in the one-person office, a drawing that says "I love you, Daddy!" has been adhered with cat stickers. "ALPHONSE ELRIC, DAY TWO HUNDRED AND TWENTY TWO. IF YOU NEED ANY ASSISTANCE, PLEASE CALL @LELRIC." has been written on a wall.

254: This skyscraper is half-ruined: the top of it has clearly collapsed. Still, it's large enough to work as a landmark, what's left seems stable enough, and the doors still work. Going inside reveals a fairly standard-looking lobby. The marble floors were probably pretty once, but are now dusty and cracked. Any signage indicating what this building was for is long-gone, and instead graffiti speaking of the prophet and eye symbols dot the walls.

The elevator shaft and the door to the stairs both open, but there's no elevator car, so it's best to take the stairs. Most of the doors here are ruined, crushed by rubble and debris and impassable, though there wouldn't be anything of use in crushed floors anyway. The top floor, however, is intact, and stepping in reveals what was probably once a floor for offices, though now everything is empty. There is a symbol of the prophet drawn in red paint on the floor by the door, and then a line that can be followed in one of three directions. Each one leads to one of the three skybridges in this building.

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[He stays obligingly still, expression neutral, though he's rolling his eyes behind the shades. Okay, sure, why not. But letting her know the problem is Karkat having feelings for him is the last thing he needs.]

Thanks, appreciate it.

[He doesn't even peel it off to read.]

Just doing my civic duty.

[ She does take a second to stick her tongue out at him, though. ]

Cool.

[He is stubbornly impassive next to her stuck out tongue.]

I'm going to go refill my water bottles in the restroom there.

[And so securing his tote bag and backpack, he rises and makes to go do just that]

[ Steph just harumphs, and lays back on the floor. ]

[When eventually he reemerges, he floats over her way and stoops to plunk the sticker on her forehead.]

To remember me by.

[ She snorts, but doesn't open her eyes. ]

Excellent.

Thanks for that match, by the way.

[He scoots on over to sit on the desk's edge again, faced toward where she's lying on the floor.]

Where are you headed after this?

[ She hums thoughtfully, then uses her arms as swings to launch herself into a sitting position. ]

Into the tunnels for a badly-needed wash, then south to wherever House is by the time I get there.

Not a bad plan. You want me to tell House anything? We'll get to him before you.

[ What can she tell him that he'd even listen to? ]

Tell him not to wait up for me, I guess.

[ May as well tell him something he'll do anyway and get a cheap victory. ]

[He gives her a thumbs up.]

He's not waiting up for me either, but sure. I'll let you know if anything interrupts the plan.

[ She gives him a thumbs up in return. And snickers. ]

Heh... excellent.

[Through a divine work of willpower, Davesprite manages neither to groan nor snicker.]

Yeah.

[He adjust the strap on his tote.]

Stay safe out there. Plan you tub trip careful if you don't want to sleep wedged in the closet.

[ What resolve, what strength... ]

I will. I'm a big fan of real beds.

Y'know, we should petition the admin about that. A bed for every building. Who cares if it doesn't fit, she can make it work, right? We see enough other stuff that shouldn't be real.

Imagine, drawings of beds in every building.

Oh man, no, don't give her room to weasel out of it. I could still sleep on the drawing if it's down on the floor or close, but come on. I'm praying for mattresses. I slept wedged across like three office chairs one night just to keep off the floor; I'm desperate.

You say that like she'll even answer. You know it's a lost cause from the start.

[He heaves an exaggerated sigh and lets his head drop forward. He shakes it in disapproval.]

I can dream, Steph. Maybe only on cold, concrete floors and threadbare carpets with disturbing stains, and only until a weird noise wakes me up, but I can dream.

[His head lifts again.]

The dreams are pretty horrible, though. Wouldn't recommend 'em.

[ She snorts a sympathetic laugh. ]

You know, I never seem to dream when I take my sleeping pills.

[Well, that perks his interest.]

Do they work?

Like a charm. Sometimes I sleep too much in the morning, but I get quality sleep.

[Hmmm.]

Long enough to interfere with travel?

[ She looks away for a moment. ]

Not if there's someone else there to wake me up.

[Davesprite nods, short and sharp.]

Maybe I'll ask one of the doctors about it. I've been putting up with this as it happens, but it might be nice to get some actual fucking rest for a change.

[He's got Karkat and the Cat with him to keep an eye in case of oversleep, too, but there's more than that to weigh for the decision.]

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