[log] The Cat Came Back [closed]

[0thingsonmymind]

Characters: Brian, Ginger, Jade, Leon
Location House 83
Date: Day/Night 77
Summary: There is a house that once had cats but now it has people. Stuff happens.
Warnings: General mental illness for Brian, I can't think of anything else but will add if needed.

Make topleves or something. That's how this works, right?

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[0thingsonmymind]

A

Its late when he arrives at the house, nearing lock down since it took him all of his movement day to get from the chapel to shelter. He cracks the door open--it squeaks more than he'd like--and peeks inside before entering. While he'd prefer somewhere empty he knows he doesn't have time to get to anywhere else and really doesn't want to freeze to death again. Company will have to do.

B

Once things have settled down and people are starting to sleep he's...not. He doesn't want to think, and trying to sleep would give him too much time for that, so he's searching the house. He's trying not to be too loud, and isn't really making enough noise to wake anyone up, but he's still making more noise than he'd like while moving things around. And there's the occasional cough that adds to that.

C

In the middle of the night Brian is up again. He's tried to sleep this time but generally failed (more than usual) so he's found a corner far away from everyone else and is doing something with his tablet. And mumbling to himself. Do feel free to bother him (in any of these), surely he won't mind the company >:3

C

[lacecase]

"Hello!"

So, perhaps the greeting is a bit too cheerful for the middle of the night, but, well, this is Ginger we're talking about. And she's been finding it strangely difficult to sleep through the night. Her mind's just always buzzing with something--she feels like if she can stay up and up and up she'll get all these neat ideas and maybe she'll be able to make something nice for somebody! For once, she actually has some decent material to work with.

She'd been up most of the night, but it's when she goes to stretch her legs for a bit when she runs into Brian. She has her own tablet and a purse full of sewing materials and a few different pieces of fabric in her arms. Beaming, Ginger invites herself to sit down next to him.

"I didn't know anybody else was still awake! I was just going to go make sure I could find somewhere I wouldn't be a bother to anybody sleeping but now we can keep each other company!"

[0thingsonmymind]

Oh, no, he was hoping he'd be alone here. Why does someone else have to be up, and why do they want to talk to him? He doesn't like talking, especially now that he can't stop himself from doing it.

He scoots away from her and shakes his head. "I do not want--need company."

His voice is hoarse; dry and dusty from lack of use for years.

[lacecase]

"That's silly! Company makes everything a little bit nicer." It's just a fact. A complete absolute fact. Especially here in this place, where it's all col and unpleasant. Ginger has no intention of moving, or even smiling any less. If she notices him edging away from her, she doesn't say anything about it.

"You sound terribly thirsty, sweetie. Would you like some water? I don't mind sharing anything you need."

[0thingsonmymind]

"No, it does not."

He scoots away a little bit more and makes sure his tablet screen his hidden from her. No one else needs to see his conversations.

"I am not thirsty." He is kind of thirsty. Most of his water bottles are filled with snow right now. "I do not need any thing."

[lacecase]

Hmmm! Well this sure is a pickle, isn't it? Ginger's not used to people who are so adamant against nice things. Well, she's getting a bit more used to it. This place seems to be full of cynics. Whatever! It's not going to deter her.

"Honey, if that's what you think, you must not be hanging around the right people. Everybody's gotta, like, have some friend! Otherwise, like, what a total bummer!" She pulls one of her water bottles out from her purse and sets it between them. "Offer's open, okay? So don't be shy!"

Her smile fades a little as she looks from the water bottle up to him again. Kind of, like, weird that he's wearing a mask but whatever floats your boat. "I'm not gonna spy on your conversations or anything, you don't have to worry about that."

B!

[eclecticbassist]

[ Jade isn't going to bed anytime soon, either. Time to make friends! ]

Um, hi! [ She says it a little quietly, trying not to startle him. ]

Are you looking for something to drink? You have been coughing for a while.

[ That's not creepy at all, no-siree-bob. ]

[0thingsonmymind]

*He looks up from peeking into a kitty hidey hole on a cat tree when he's spoken to and cants his head.*

No. I am fine.

*That statement is followed up by another cough, though, but at least it doesn't seem too serious yet.*

[eclecticbassist]

[ She grimaces sympathetically as he talks; the hoarseness and coughing lead her to believe that he is not fine. ]

I don't mind sharing, here--

[ She rifles through her backpack and produces a little bottle with a twist-off cap. It's filled with strawberry-flavored milk! ]

Ah! I picked that up yesterday -- at a convenience store, I think -- because I thought it would be good wiiiith--

[ Another dig through her backpack; this time, she pulls out a glazed doughnut, protectively wrapped in a handkerchief. Parts of it still got kind of squished, though. ]

This! It is a doughnut; wanna split it?

[0thingsonmymind]

*He doesn't seem to notice the food quite yet, since instead he's noticed and seems to be focused on her ears.*

That is...dog? Ja de?

[eclecticbassist]

[ You know that thing where a confused dog tilts its head with its ears raised? Perhaps makes a Scooby-Doo noise? That's what Jade is doing. ]

Um... what? I- I don't--

[ Wait a gosh-darn second. That meme-like phrasing. That odd cadence, as if the speaker would use the spacebar with little regard for grammar. She's heard -- or rather, read -- something like this before... ]

Oh! It's you-- totheark, right? Hehe, nice to meet you in person. [ Her grin is so cheesy it's downright curdled. ]

[lacecase]

[It's a little after lockdown, a respectful time for people to start getting ready to settle down for bed, but not too late to still be active. Ginger's in as good of a mood as ever as she sets up her tablet in front of her and pulls out a compact mirror to make sure her hair and makeup are all proper and good.

Once she's satisfied, she opens up the inbox of one @claytonator and starts to record him a nice goodnight message full of thoughts about her day and hopes that he had a good one, too, and oh! Of course! Telling him how much she misses her cute fluffy haired doctor!

It wouldn't be hard to interrupt her. She's not exactly hiding. Just in case, you know, there are any particular "@claytonhators" sitting around and listening in.]

[0thingsonmymind]

*He would have ignored her if he hadn't caught the name of who she was talking to. Instead he pauses in his disjointed searching and glares in her direction. Or stares, since facial expressions can't be seen past the mask. Thankfully his inability to remain silent will help let her know how he feels!*

No. Not him, he is wrong, he is dangerous.

*He's not really talking to her, just practically growling to himself. But he's close enough for her to hear and make it out (and probably transmit it).*

[lacecase]

...and I just wanted to let you know that I found these super cute--

[Ginger's train of thought comes to a screeching halt when someone addresses her. Well, it seems kind of like someone's just talking near her, but when she turns and sees that mask staring straight at her, she can't help assuming that it's directed at her. She looks clearly confused, totally forgetting that she's actively recording, and turns her full attention to Brian.]

I'm sorry, what?

[0thingsonmymind]

*God, he wishes so much that he could shut up. He does not want to talk, he does not want to talk about the liar and he doesn't want to draw attention to himself. But he's unable to stop. Its terrible.*

Clayton doctor is a liar. He is dangerous. You should not.

[lacecase]

Oh!

[As the surprise wears off, Ginger actually smiles, looking...relieved? Because no way any of that is true.]

Clayton's never lied to me! And, like, he's way too cute and sweet to be dangerous. Maybe you're thinking of somebody else?

[Not that she can think of anybody dangerous. Except, like, the monsters, but those don't really count! Maybe Beckett, but he's a vampire, so that's different. And maybe Jack, but...well, she doesn't know much about that, either!]

[0thingsonmymind]

*He shakes his head.*

No, he is dangerous. He lies. He lies about helping, instead he hurts. He helps those he should not. He is bad, dangerous, he is a liar.

[canyouhandlethismany]

A
[Leon is quiet and that's not such a big news: he spent most of his time with Ginger just gathering items and deciing if he wanted to bring them to the clinic or leaving them to the girl. most of them went to her, mostly because he didn't really know what to do with lipstick or other... useless things.

Anyway, he's silent, he found his personal corner and he's just... staring at the other presents because, well, you never know what can happen when you don't recognize other people. He's hardly going to sleep.]

[B]
[ SO there is someone wary of Clayton. Leon shuffles from his previous position to look at Brian and he's just... there, listening, not taking a part or another because he doesn't know Clayton well enough and, let's admit it, Leon doesn't really trust anyone in the city. even if the blondie seems innocent enough.]

[Locked to Ginger - Text]

This is going to be a long night, we will have company. [He enjoys having others around than he will ever admit, yet he worries about her.] If we have to discuss movements or plans, make sure to write me by text instead of talking.

On a second note, since we don't know who will be in our way: would you be interested in learning the basics of self defense if you're not already prepared? [He sincerely doubts so.]

It took me forever and I'm super sorry about that.

B

[0thingsonmymind]

*Brian is just going to stare back...or at least that was the plan. But since he can't keep his mouth shut no matter how hard he wants instead there's a question.*

What do you
want?

[canyouhandlethismany]

Your opinion.

[H doesn't know Clayton enough to believe him blindly, nor he trust others too much in this place, listening to different opinions is... interesting. And a good way to gather informations.]

[0thingsonmymind]

*He cants his head.*

My opin ion? On what?

[canyouhandlethismany]

[Leon frowns slightly]
On Clayton. It can be intersting to hear... different opinions.

[0thingsonmymind]

*Again? Why does everyone like Clayton so much? Ugh.*

He is a liar, he is dangerous. You should not trust.

text;

[lacecase]

Aw how come? they seem nice!!! :)
but okay whatever you want sweetie
ummmm what do you think where do you wanna go??

ohhh that sounds like fun! yeah sure okay! hooray!

[She'll be like Sandra Bullock in Miss Congeniality! Or something!]

[canyouhandlethismany]

Yes but we're hunting for sewing supplies, do we want competition?

And you're the boss, I'm following you until you decide to return to the clinic. [Ever heard of bodyguards?]
When we're done here I will focus on mapping the whole area better, until now I'm just looking for medical supplies or items that could be useful for any eventual headquarter.

Good. The first time we will have some privacy I try to show you how to free yourself if someone tries to grab you.