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abraxaslogs2024-01-15 11:05 pm
satanicpanics) wrote in abraxaslogs2024-01-15 11:05 pm
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Who: Eddie & River
When: January
Where: Nocwich
What: Questinā
Warnings: Corpses, maybe more TBA
[ Most of the jobs Eddie has been accepted here in Abraxas have been simple: toss a few fish back into the sea, cheer up some kids with some musicāitās always things he can complete in half a day without breaking too much of a sweat, and heās happy to help. But this? This is a big job. An incredibly heavy, incredibly somber job.
Eddie would normally lean into the more comic side of his personality in cases like this, telling jokes to keep things light, but he doesnāt feel like thatās a particularly valid option here. Heās happy to joke at his own expense, about his own death, but this is different. The humor helps him cope, but unlike Eddie, these people died and are still dead. They arenāt even here to cope, so he makes a mental note to turn off the jokes until they figure out who these people were.
The more he dwells on it, the guiltier he feels about involving River in it as well. Ordinarily, heād try to rope Steve in first, but Steve had actually been there on the island along with these people and still doesnāt seem to want to discuss whatever happened there. Afterward, he just happened to pick River at random considering how well they immediately seemed to get along. Sheās so new, though, and when they meet up in Nocwich, Eddie vaguely wonders how much she actually knows about this entire thing. ]
Hey, so, you werenāt here for the wholeā¦island thing, were you? Anyone catch you up on what went down?
When: January
Where: Nocwich
What: Questinā
Warnings: Corpses, maybe more TBA
[ Most of the jobs Eddie has been accepted here in Abraxas have been simple: toss a few fish back into the sea, cheer up some kids with some musicāitās always things he can complete in half a day without breaking too much of a sweat, and heās happy to help. But this? This is a big job. An incredibly heavy, incredibly somber job.
Eddie would normally lean into the more comic side of his personality in cases like this, telling jokes to keep things light, but he doesnāt feel like thatās a particularly valid option here. Heās happy to joke at his own expense, about his own death, but this is different. The humor helps him cope, but unlike Eddie, these people died and are still dead. They arenāt even here to cope, so he makes a mental note to turn off the jokes until they figure out who these people were.
The more he dwells on it, the guiltier he feels about involving River in it as well. Ordinarily, heād try to rope Steve in first, but Steve had actually been there on the island along with these people and still doesnāt seem to want to discuss whatever happened there. Afterward, he just happened to pick River at random considering how well they immediately seemed to get along. Sheās so new, though, and when they meet up in Nocwich, Eddie vaguely wonders how much she actually knows about this entire thing. ]
Hey, so, you werenāt here for the wholeā¦island thing, were you? Anyone catch you up on what went down?
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maybe a little harder than eddie, though; her voice doesn't change in pitch, still contrite and thick with emotion as she stares at the body and outright lies. ]
They were neighbors. Saw them all the time in the Primary Settlement. They liked to set up at the same booth in the market, next to a plot of flowers and downwind from the bakery.
[ never mind that she's never been to solvunn. if he pays close enough attention, eddie might recognize the description - from the last time he was at the market himself. she isn't reading their memories but his, weaving the story of a life that never was based on what he knows and selling it as the honest truth.
she sounds fond, wistful, and devastated, the way anyone might witnessing the gruesome end of their "friends." ]
Their family was so sad when they were taken. Oh god, what are we going to tell them now?
[ she turns into eddie, hiding her face against him as she quietly sobs. the morgue staff seem to shrug it off at that point; they've seen enough emotional breakdowns over these horrible deaths already. they don't have the time to be moved, so the assistant just tells them not to go out of bounds of their assignment again, or else they'll be asked to leave.
river doesn't respond beyond a nod as she continues to cry. it's only once she's certain they're gone that she pulls away from eddie, her eyes red but dry as she smiles at him like all is well in the world. ]
RĆ oguĆ² tiÄn kÄng, that was close. Thank you.
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He wraps a comforting arm around River as she devolves into tears, shooting the man a look that says ācome on, are you really gonna make her cry?ā Between the two, it seems to work. The man gives them a good talking to, leaves, and River pulls away with dry eyes. Eddie bursts into laughter. ]
Are you kidding me? That was all you.
[ And he couldnāt be prouder! ]
Alright, why donāt we take that break now? I think weāve both earned it.