[It would have been easy enough to have this delivered. The little shop he'd found that sold it wasn't far, and even advertised the service. He could've easily just texted Caduceus that it was on the way if he wanted to thank the firbolg for helping him out on his first day. The simplest, least-messy option of them all, surely the most sensible one.
And yet here Fjord was, a bag of take-out in hand as he shuffled up the path to the door, ears flicking at every sound around him before he huffed a steadying breath and gave a light knock at the door. He wasn't going to think too hard on why he'd come in person, that was just silliness he didn't want to get into just yet.]
[Caduceus gets company fairly regularly in the form of his neighbours, so it's not unusual to get a knock on his door. What is unusual is the face he sees when he opens it, though his surprise is quick and shifts to a pleasant smile immediately. It's been a while, and he hasn't wanted to crowd the man, but his absence has most definitely been felt.]
[A pretty basket with peonies braid through the handle sits in front of Caduceus' door. The card on the top is simply signed Rue with a heart, and beneath it are a pile of diamonds.
[A day later, the basket is returned with a wrapped package of delicious-looking fresh tea biscuits and a handful of pink lilies from his garden, and a note: Thank you! I'll put them to good use. -Caduceus]
Caduceus' response comes a little later, as he doesn't check the relic as often as most, but it isn't hours later or anything so hopefully it doesn't leave Peter too anxious.]
Not busy at all, don't worry. [Just gardening tbh.] It's a pleasure to meet you, and I'd be happy to help a friend of Casey's, if I can.
I find such conversations are better in person. Would you like to come by my place in Gram?
[It's the early hours of the morning. Casey and Hunter are still asleep; the sun is just starting to peek through the window, so he doesn't know if they'll remain that way for long, but he doesn't want to wake them. Instead of dictating the text he wants to send as usual, Draxum fumbles his way over the keys.]
1. do you make house calls 2. it's not my faulyt this time
[Maul rarely had a reason to thank anyone, being both extremely rude and sometimes equating thankfulness with weakness. But he considered Makie a friend and so he felt it important to express to Caduceus how relieved he was he had been able to hep her.]
You have my thanks for helping Makie when she was ill.
Good afternoon, Caduceus! I thought I would let you know - I believe I regained a memory yesterday! At least, Emmet believes that I did, and I suppose he would know best. It was all rather odd.
[It's become a more common occurrence, Fjord coming around to visit. Usually with some thin, vague excuse for it- 'I was just passin' through and thought I'd drop in' was a common one. He was fairly certain that Caduceus, perceptive as he was knew the excuses for the falsehoods that they were, but kindly never called him on it.
Which meant that he became a bit more comfortable with the idea of coming around, even if he still clung to the facade of a 'reason' this time. A bit more of a legitimate thing this time, if the bag in his grasp was any hint when he went poking around the side of the cabin to see if he could spot Caduceus pottering around in the backyard garden.]
[Caduceus at least is very easy to find, most days. He doesn't go exploring very often, never really alone, and never far from their temporary home (although after nearly a year, it's starting to feel weird to call it that). So yeah, Fjord can easily catch him in the garden, pulling up some fresh vegetables to fill a basket. He looks up as Fjord approaches, that same easy smile appearing like always.]
[Peter feels a bit silly doing this, but... it is a bit of a whim. An unspoken thank you for Cad's help.
On a passing visit to Rue, Peter leaves a small carefully tended potted plant on Cad's doorstep. Red spider lilies sit in a simple looking pot with room to grow. A label has been affixed to it with the name Mary. A small note was left attached to the pot itself. Brief and to the point.]
Senpai helped her overcome her shortcomings, helped her realize herself, helped her in all the ways she needs help. She's fine. She's okay now. This was a waste of time and she's in a quiet mood because of it.
But she made a promise to Akechi and he's even taking her to this Caduceus' house (who he probably called ahead of time to warn Caduceus). Though he leaves her to do the rest on her own, willing to wait for her while she goes up to the house herself.
Shoulders squared but stiff, Sumire knocks on the door and waits. She's not sure what to expect, but it sure wasn't a cow(?????????) man.]
Um... hello, I'm Sumire Yoshizawa. [She gives a slight bow, her tone isn't as friendly as it normally is.]
[Oh, can he ever smell that vibe. He'd been warned ahead of time (both that Sumire might be reluctant to do this, back when Akechi first broached the topic, and that she was on her way, more recently) but seeing it in person makes it all the more clear. Caduceus smiles pleasantly at her regardless, lowering his head a bit to return the gesture.]
A pleasure to meet you, Sumire. I'm Caduceus Clay. Welcome to my home. Would you like to come in?
[Give him a minute to connect the dots between "booked" (what is that lingo) and the actual request, because at first he is looking at his nearest bookshelf in confusion. But oh, a referral from Casey. That makes sense.]
1, I'd say? I have a lot of free time. [Some regulars have vanished, so he doesn't have many folks coming by these days, for better or worse.] I'm happy to help with whatever you need.
Good afternoon sir. I'm intending to replace the diamond you used for my resurrection a while back, and 'no it's fine' is not acceptable, it is not fine. I'm going to replace it. However I don't know the exact parameters required to replace it. What was its size, clarity, etc?
[Darn and he really was about to type that it was fine, too. His diamond supply is actually pretty solid, on account of Draxum no longer being here needing all those Greater Restoration casts, and no one else dying in his presence... actually, though, that provides a good answer.]
Good afternoon!
For resurrection diamonds, I will say it is fine, actually. I have enough. However, that makes things easier for both of us. What would truly be helpful is if you bring any diamonds you find, no matter the shape or size. My supply of powdered diamond is pretty low right now, and grinding down the bigger ones would be wasteful and leave me short in case any more revivals are needed. How's that sound?
[Hey, hey, Cad? Ever have a turtle watch your house from a nearby tree?
Because that is what this Donnie is doing once he's figured out that this is the place that his brother and Junior have been going to at times... Not that Casey hid it, the teen was pretty open about going to therapy and where. But he's here mostly because of Leo.
So one day he is in his usual tree, goggles down over his eyes, as he watches.]
[Honestly he may have; who knows what the younger Donnie got up to prior to them starting to meet up for chats (definitely not therapy they do not call it that). Might've scoped out the land in much the same way.
Watching Caduceus is probably very boring, though. He spends a lot of time in his garden, in the larger house's kitchen, or up on the roof tending to the (other, more wild) garden beneath the huge oak tree growing there. He prays at the little shrine, casts a few imperceptible spells, fusses with the glowing lights strung from roof to tree. Talks to himself and the flowers a lot, quietly and mostly nothing of much interest.
Hope you're enjoying the gardening show?? He's such a quiet homebody.]
[Included is a picture Leo on some kind of cot. He's maskless, his chest plates heavily bandaged together, other smaller injuries also covered with gauze.
[He's taken a few days after the Wolf Incident to just focus on resting, now he's fidgety. The apartment feels lonely without Donnie around.
He wants to talk to his only friend. The whole crush thing complicates some of Leonardo's thoughts, sure, but... it's Caduceus. They're friends first. He won't make this weird for them.]
Are you busy today? I was hoping we could hang out at my apartment?
I'm supposed to be resting right now, so I'm behaving for once.
[Caduceus isn't always the fastest texter, but with all that's been going on, he's been more mindful of his relic than usual. His response comes swiftly.]
I'm not busy. I'm actually in the area right now. Can I bring you anything?
[Caduesus has likely heard Leonardo pacing a few times within the last hour of a certain post going on. Pacing is at least keeping the turtle from being agitated.
Eventually the turtle just texts the firbolg.]
ok two things;
1. Pizza tonight? I can get ingredients at least and make you a pizza. Veggie pizza, lots of mushrooms.
2. tl;dr: The other Raph blasted Donnie's medical issues on the public internet here. Doesn't seem to understand why it's a bad thing. I said I'd talk with you about it, but I can't really force my brother to ask for help. Everything I'm saying is making it worse.
[...He will never understand this texting nonsense. Sir, he's literally downstairs.]
Pizza sounds good.
Not familiar with "tl;dr", sorry. If you don't want to discuss it, don't force yourself just because you said you would. And if you'd prefer I leave it be, I won't go looking for what he wrote. If there's a way I can help, though, I'm here for all of you.
[One would think, after 35 years of ghostly existence, Charles would have learned to pay a bit more attention to what walls he was just walking through. And sure, given pretty much everyone here could see him he tried to avoid walking through homes and private spaces, but otherwise? He'd learned absolutely nothing it seemed. If he'd paid even a modicum of attention he'dve sensed the magnetics of the refrigerator on the other side of the brick wall, and come out either to the left or right of it none the worse for wear. Instead? He wound up coming through, only realizing when his arm brushed through the outer layers of the fridge's side and hit the seal that he'd made an error, letting out a startled yelp as he was abruptly pulled into the appliance, backpack dropping from his shoulder onto the floor in the process.
At least being intangible meant that he wasn't making a mess of the shop's cold goods, but he wasn't thrilled to be in here. Maybe he could use the device to call Edwin, see if he couldn't find what store he'd wound up in, come let the unknowing employee know he needed to let Charles out.
Or he could've if his device wasn't in the bag. Which was not on his shoulder.]
Oh you're bloody joking- [Welp. Nothing for it then. Charles would just raise his voice a little in the hopes that someone was near enough to hear, muffled as it would be by the fridge.] Oi! Anyone out there? Could use some help!
The heck is that noise. Caduceus is in an Epiphany shop for baking supplies he can't easily get in the Willow markets, hadn't really intended to get anything cold, but he's near enough to hear muffled shouting. He follows the call, basket of foodstuff on one arm, until he reaches the... coldbox? No, they call them fridges here.
Greetings, Therapist. [It's a title. He's come to accept it even if he still treats many of their (irregular) sessions like he's trying to outsmart somebody much, much better at feelings than he is. It's a friendly competition! At least he's stopped scoffing and pretending like emotions are stupid.]
[After his not so great argument with Donnie, Leonardo texts his only friend for a sanity check.]
Has Thirteen ever made someone stupider when they've gotten here? Because I'm starting to wonder if Donnie somehow metaphysically bonked his head upon resurrection.
Action
And yet here Fjord was, a bag of take-out in hand as he shuffled up the path to the door, ears flicking at every sound around him before he huffed a steadying breath and gave a light knock at the door. He wasn't going to think too hard on why he'd come in person, that was just silliness he didn't want to get into just yet.]
no subject
Fjord, hello, welcome. What brings you here?
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
[a gift basket left on the porch]
Have fun, bestie.]
no subject
June 1st
Hey, I'm so sorry about texting you out of the blue like this. I'm sure you're busy.
My friend Casey Jones said I should probably talk to you? Like a therapy thing. I'm Peter Parker by the way.
Thank you for your time.
[He probably should have rewritten that, but it kind of just spilled out all at once.]
no subject
Caduceus' response comes a little later, as he doesn't check the relic as often as most, but it isn't hours later or anything so hopefully it doesn't leave Peter too anxious.]
Not busy at all, don't worry. [Just gardening tbh.] It's a pleasure to meet you, and I'd be happy to help a friend of Casey's, if I can.
I find such conversations are better in person. Would you like to come by my place in Gram?
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
-- > action time
rude i didnt get this notif
DW is conspiring against us...
(no subject)
(no subject)
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
Late May; Text
1. do you make house calls
2. it's not my faulyt this time
no subject
Certainly. I can come right over. No disclaimers of fault required. Is it the same injury or something new?
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
Video; un: darkness
[Maul rarely had a reason to thank anyone, being both extremely rude and sometimes equating thankfulness with weakness. But he considered Makie a friend and so he felt it important to express to Caduceus how relieved he was he had been able to hep her.]
You have my thanks for helping Makie when she was ill.
no subject
Oh, you're welcome. I'm glad to have offered her some relief from her illness.
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
idk why i switched to text up there lmfaoooo
A mystery!
...
...
...
...
...
...
un: Nobori | text | not all that long after their memory thing actually rip
I thought I would let you know - I believe I regained a memory yesterday!
At least, Emmet believes that I did, and I suppose he would know best. It was all rather odd.
time is fluid who even knows
What was strange about it?
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
Action
Which meant that he became a bit more comfortable with the idea of coming around, even if he still clung to the facade of a 'reason' this time. A bit more of a legitimate thing this time, if the bag in his grasp was any hint when he went poking around the side of the cabin to see if he could spot Caduceus pottering around in the backyard garden.]
no subject
Oh, hey.
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
Action
[So there was no argument, and instead, Emmet had scheduled an appointment. In his pockets was a Joltik. He figured Fishstick or Crackers might be a little too much, but it felt weird not to have a Pokémon on him, so here he was.]
[He knocked on the door, the Myth feeling oddly nervous.]
no subject
Oh, hey. Come by for a visit or were you just passing through?
[It doesn't immediately click that this isn't Ingo. Darn twins.]
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
before september event
On a passing visit to Rue, Peter leaves a small carefully tended potted plant on Cad's doorstep. Red spider lilies sit in a simple looking pot with room to grow. A label has been affixed to it with the name Mary. A small note was left attached to the pot itself. Brief and to the point.]
Thank you.
-Peter Parker
Action -- Kinda Counseling session
Senpai helped her overcome her shortcomings, helped her realize herself, helped her in all the ways she needs help. She's fine. She's okay now. This was a waste of time and she's in a quiet mood because of it.
But she made a promise to Akechi and he's even taking her to this Caduceus' house (who he probably called ahead of time to warn Caduceus). Though he leaves her to do the rest on her own, willing to wait for her while she goes up to the house herself.
Shoulders squared but stiff, Sumire knocks on the door and waits. She's not sure what to expect, but it sure wasn't a cow(?????????) man.]
Um... hello, I'm Sumire Yoshizawa. [She gives a slight bow, her tone isn't as friendly as it normally is.]
no subject
A pleasure to meet you, Sumire. I'm Caduceus Clay. Welcome to my home. Would you like to come in?
(no subject)
(no subject)
cw: trauma reaction, dissociation
Re: cw: trauma reaction, dissociation
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
no subject
When you have a spare moment, now that we're all free of the Academy, I'd like to ask a question or two. It's not time critical.
no subject
I have time, sure.
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
and then suddenly, action.
jazz hands
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
Guess when
hmmmm i wonder
it is a mystery
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
text; un: cloud s.
What do you think about Thirteen's "reach your potential" bullshit
seconds after:
Didnt look at the time. Trying to keep from running off
My girlfriends gone
our girlfriend
my boy
friends i guess he is
sorry ignore this
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
...
...
...
...
...
...
After 4th wall - sad bitch alert weewoooo
Yeah, ok, just a leo thing? aight.
It is enough he actually takes the nervous plunge.]
So, on a scale of 1 to 10 how booked up are you? Casey recommended you highly.
I figured I should take his word seriously. Wouldn't want to bother you though.
woop woop incoming
1, I'd say? I have a lot of free time. [Some regulars have vanished, so he doesn't have many folks coming by these days, for better or worse.] I'm happy to help with whatever you need.
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
text --- > action
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
txt, maybe two weeks ago backdating forever
woo
Good afternoon!
For resurrection diamonds, I will say it is fine, actually. I have enough. However, that makes things easier for both of us. What would truly be helpful is if you bring any diamonds you find, no matter the shape or size. My supply of powdered diamond is pretty low right now, and grinding down the bigger ones would be wasteful and leave me short in case any more revivals are needed. How's that sound?
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
...
...
...
...
...
after ninpo shenanigans, shhh
this is me asking as a friend, not- you know. I just... wanted to talk to someone outside my family about it.
hehehe
I have not personally, but I witnessed it happen to a friend. I'm happy to listen, and help if I can.
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
action, nebulously in september.
Because that is what this Donnie is doing once he's figured out that this is the place that his brother and Junior have been going to at times... Not that Casey hid it, the teen was pretty open about going to therapy and where. But he's here mostly because of Leo.
So one day he is in his usual tree, goggles down over his eyes, as he watches.]
no subject
Watching Caduceus is probably very boring, though. He spends a lot of time in his garden, in the larger house's kitchen, or up on the roof tending to the (other, more wild) garden beneath the huge oak tree growing there. He prays at the little shrine, casts a few imperceptible spells, fusses with the glowing lights strung from roof to tree. Talks to himself and the flowers a lot, quietly and mostly nothing of much interest.
Hope you're enjoying the gardening show?? He's such a quiet homebody.]
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
mid september, wherein im cringe in your inbox
1. Any food allergies?
2. Any dietary restrictions?
i eat cringe for breakfast
1. No allergies to speak of.
2. I'm vegetarian, otherwise no.
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
1/2
[Included is a picture Leo on some kind of cot. He's maskless, his chest plates heavily bandaged together, other smaller injuries also covered with gauze.
2/2
shit, sorry, cad
ignore that. i'm so healthy rn.
1/2
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
SORRY ABOUT YOUR IC INBOX
He wants to talk to his only friend. The whole crush thing complicates some of Leonardo's thoughts, sure, but... it's Caduceus. They're friends first. He won't make this weird for them.]
Are you busy today? I was hoping we could hang out at my apartment?
I'm supposed to be resting right now, so I'm behaving for once.
no apologies accepted here we shameless as shit
I'm not busy. I'm actually in the area right now. Can I bring you anything?
lmao
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
un: bigblue, text - another fucky green guy in ur inbox
ok, so
do you have a hose in your garden? I probably need to be sprayed off before I even go into the house. I'm covered in blood right now. Not mine.
what has he invited into his house
I appreciate the clarification. No hose, but I do have a bucket.
UR NEW BOYFRIEND, BUDDY
preemptive break-up, too much drama
this is not any worse than the mighty nein
tru. slightly wetter, this time
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
rip ur inbox
Eventually the turtle just texts the firbolg.]
ok two things;
1. Pizza tonight? I can get ingredients at least and make you a pizza. Veggie pizza, lots of mushrooms.
2. tl;dr: The other Raph blasted Donnie's medical issues on the public internet here. Doesn't seem to understand why it's a bad thing. I said I'd talk with you about it, but I can't really force my brother to ask for help. Everything I'm saying is making it worse.
well heckie
Pizza sounds good.
Not familiar with "tl;dr", sorry.
If you don't want to discuss it, don't force yourself just because you said you would. And if you'd prefer I leave it be, I won't go looking for what he wrote.
If there's a way I can help, though, I'm here for all of you.
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
Action
At least being intangible meant that he wasn't making a mess of the shop's cold goods, but he wasn't thrilled to be in here. Maybe he could use the device to call Edwin, see if he couldn't find what store he'd wound up in, come let the unknowing employee know he needed to let Charles out.
Or he could've if his device wasn't in the bag. Which was not on his shoulder.]
Oh you're bloody joking- [Welp. Nothing for it then. Charles would just raise his voice a little in the hopes that someone was near enough to hear, muffled as it would be by the fridge.] Oi! Anyone out there? Could use some help!
no subject
The heck is that noise. Caduceus is in an Epiphany shop for baking supplies he can't easily get in the Willow markets, hadn't really intended to get anything cold, but he's near enough to hear muffled shouting. He follows the call, basket of foodstuff on one arm, until he reaches the... coldbox? No, they call them fridges here.
Huh.]
Never done that before.
[He opens the door. Hello??]
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
text; un: donnie
I have two inquiries for you
no subject
Greetings. Sure, ask away.
(no subject)
1/2
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
...
...
...
...
another turtle in ur inbox...
Has Thirteen ever made someone stupider when they've gotten here? Because I'm starting to wonder if Donnie somehow metaphysically bonked his head upon resurrection.
boy oh boy
I'm sorry to hear things don't seem to be improving, though. Did something else happen?
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
cw: slut shaming sort of?