D A Y 0 8

[founds]

CHAPTER 2

NOV 7TH | 54℉☀(windy)

▸ Parka up for a cold an--*CHSKSSS--*- windy day in Blackwell folks! I sure do hope--*CHSKSSS--*-search team down at the lake won't--*CHSKSSS--*---*CHSSK--*-trouble out on the waters. Professional divers have been going in since dawn, let's give it up for the professional --*CHSKSSS--*-!!

▸ Old Lady Petunia has paid me to say DO NOT SEEK OUT THE ANGELS--*CHSKSSKK--SK--SSSH--*- In fact, there are no such thing as angels. See how easy that was? No angels, no problem.

▸ And now back to our --*CHSKSSS--*-regularly scheduled programming.

THE RISING IS NOT IN EFFECT

Comments

[eternalboy]

You scared?

[ he's talking to a woman who makes her living by running towards flames, he know she isn't. ]

[tralineate]

Nah, not my thing, tho.

[ she steps out of the elevator once it dings and the doors open, but waits for him to lead again because he's the one who knows where they're supposed to take these things. ]

I don't believe in that stuff.

[eternalboy]

[ there's a van waiting outside. he borrowed it from a friend. (someone he met like yesterday.) ]

You should talk to Old Lady Petunia, see if she can change your mind. I heard she can be very convincing.

When she's not asleep.

[tralineate]

Who? [ she doesn't care enough to wait for an answer and puts the box in the van, pushing it to a corner ] So, where are you moving to?

[eternalboy]

[ just an npc, you don't need to know. ]

Small flat in Blackwell. Found a roommate just this morning too.

[ dumps the box in. it's just books they can't break. ]

[tralineate]

That's sudden. [ and stupid? didn't you just say someone was murdered? what if you're rooming with the killer. you're a bad cop, aren't you? ]

Is there going to be a housewarming party?

[eternalboy]

[ he doesn't deal with homicides he doesn't need to worry about murderers. simple enough. ]

You're fishing for an invite?

[ yes there will be one. whether Sam wants it or not. ]

[ heads back inside and holds the door open for her. ]

[tralineate]

[ what a dumbass logic. ]

Hey, there's not much to do around here. [ she laughs and follows him inside, hands in the parka's pockets ] Besides, do I have to fish for one when I'm already here doing this huge favour to you?

[eternalboy]

I said I'd buy you a drink.

[ laughs. consider yourself invited. ]

Do you know any people around here?

[tralineate]

[ she does. makes a little fist pump just to joke and calls the elevator, but since they were the last people to use it, it's already is. she walks inside and presses the floor's button again to go pick up his mess ]

Yeah, the Black Lodge owner, Harriet? I met her back in Elkins. Do you ever go there?

[eternalboy]

[ that's the right word for it. mess. ]

Heard of it, but haven't been there yet. I guess my brother often meets his drinking buddies up there.

[ it's a classy place. he prefers places with younger people in it. ]

She's supposed to be nice.

[tralineate]

[ chaotic mess. ]

I liked it. It's spiffy. [ she follows him out of the elevator towards said mess and waits for him to point out whatever box he wants her to pick up next. might be an order to his messy ways, even if she highly doubts it ] I thought she was. [ very nice. great kisser. 10/10. ]

What about Elkins? Any place good to visit?

[eternalboy]

[ wowow. there's no order so he just waves his hand and picks a box in random. even he's not sure what's in it. it's one of those boxes he hasn't opened since he filled them like two moves ago. they just travel with him. ]

I'll let you know once I've settled in better. Most of those places wouldn't let me in back in the old days.

[tralineate]

[ she thought as much. the closest box is picked up and she has to make a little effort because it's a little heavier than the previous one, but doesn't complain ]

Why's that? [ she can guess. ]

[eternalboy]

It was a few years ago. I haven't always looked this mature.

[ exits the door before she can come up with a comeback. ]

[tralineate]

I can see that. [ says it anyway and nods in a serious way. it's not serious at all. she's mocking him and his baby face. it's a friendly mocking. we're friends now. ]

[eternalboy]

[ good because she's marked down as a friend in his books too. ]

[ instead of going straight to the elevator he's standing in the hallway, apparently wondering about something. ]

Do you think they have those dinner elevators here? You know, those mini elevators for food? It's a relatively old hotel.

[tralineate]

How should I know? [ she's literally just arrived. ] Haven't you been living here? [ she's assuming by the amount of shit he has laying around ]

But it shouldn't really matter, since you're moving out?

[eternalboy]

Yeah but you are the firefighter. Doesn't knowing this stuff fall in with your job description?

[ knowing the layout of the place, what way the smoke might travel, etc. ]

No, it won't matter tomorrow, but it kind of matters right now. I'd like to find one.

[tralineate]

I'm new in town, give a break.

[ she gets the heavy box into the van and dusts her hands off, setting them on her hips as she gives him a really? look. but who is she but an enabler and also an adrenaline junkie? nobody. might be fun anyway. maybe she can squeeze his lanky ass inside it ]

Then let's go find one.

[espish]

Found a cuter roommate, huh?

[holding a couple paper accordion files under one arm, and a carpet bag under the other. on his way out to the van, having finally got his notes together. addressing ben, but he's looking at the woman.]

[eternalboy]

[ they could put the boxes in it. ]

Yeah, she's moving in with us. Nicola, Sam. Brooklyn, Australia.

[ we're all friends now? yeah! ]

You ever seen those small elevators around here, Sam?

[tralineate]

[ she tilts her head in mild surprise, not expecting sam, but once ben starts talking and introducing, she smiles and shakes his hand in greeting ] What's up? [ like saying hi, not really asking, and she returns her hands to her pockets

she looks over to ben and back to sam with an amused smile, a little bit rascal in nature ]

Yeah, we're on a hunt.

[espish]

Nice to meet you.

[shoves his carpet bag in the back of the van, then carefully sets the accordion files on top of it, so he can shake nicola's hand.]

A dumbwaiter? You're on a hunt for a dumbwaiter?

[eternalboy]

So that's what it's called.

[ excuse him for not knowing since he's not from the 1920s. ]

Have you seen one or not?

[ this is urgent. ]