D A Y 9

[founds]

CHAPTER 2

NOV 08TH | 47℉☂

▸ --*CHSKSSS--*-Breaking News! In the light of yesterday's hunt on Black Rock Lake, a body has been found. It has not ye--*CHSKSSS--*-n identified, but has been confirmed to not be either of the missing children.

▸ Another fall storm is roaming through today,--*CHSKSSS--*ed to pick up after dark so stay safe or stay insi--*CHSKSSS--*-

▸ Blackwell's First Methodist Church is holding its annual Thanksgiving food drive from now until Thanksgiving. Donate now! Anything but turkey,--*CHSKSSS--*-pped over on the interstate the other day and donated hundred--*CHSKSSS--*-urkeys to feed people for the holidays. What luck!

▸ Back to our regular--*CHSKSSS--*-uled programming

HIGH WIND WARNING IN EFFECT

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2pm Blackwell

[secretagents]

[ gathers a big pile of leaves in his backyard and lights them with his cigarette. they're pretty damp since this should have been done ages ago and the wind is strong. it's taking a while for them to catch fire. instead there's just a lot of smoke. he curses under his breath. ]

[sabotagen]

[ watches him from her window and slowly dials 911. calls the fire department and hangs up before they ask her name. ]

[tralineate]

[ it's not a big deal other than the smoke, so this should only move one team and not even the better vehicle; nicola comes along because she's the newbie and they want to show her how they generally do these things. it's not her who approaches the dumbass with the piles of leaves but a big burly guy with thick beard

she just goes over the leaves with two others and foams it down ]

9am Blackwell

[eternalboy]

[ he wanted to stay at the motel longer but then they started calling from work. apparently there was a new body found. great. he took a shower at the motel so his hair is still damp after the motorcycle drive from Elkins to Blackwell. right now he needs a new set of clothes so he's turning the key in the lock of his new place for the very first time after moving in. ]

[espish]

[his cuffs are unbuttoned and he's not wearing a tie, socks or shoes, which is pretty much naked for him. he has just gotten up, though, so there's that. he can maybe be excused for being underdressed.

leans out of the kitchen when the front door opens, squinting at ben across the sparsely furnished space]

And what time do you call this, young man?

[that's definitely what ben was wearing yesterday.

it smells a little bit like sam lit the kitchen on fire, but he's just microwaving instant coffee. it's awful.]

[eternalboy]

[ stops at the door before closing it after him. ]

What's that smell? Is it part of your diet?

[ maybe Sam's one of those people who boil seaweed for lunch. shrugs his coat off and walks through to the kitchen, it's so sparsely furnished that his footsteps echo, and takes a seat at the table. he was supposed to change and go but there's still time. ]

Me and Izzy went clubbing.

[ you kind of asked. and he's in a WONDERFUL mood can you tell. ]

Chew, 10 am to 4 pm ;)

[singlestrand]

[ guess which waitress was nursing a hangover?

this one!

she was trying incredibly hard to keep up the sunny disposition for better tips, but if she screwed up a little-- forgive her. her bottle of aspirin occasionally jingled in her little apron. at least she looked fabulous with last night's eyeliner turning into today's smokey eye and the disheveled hair look was totally still in, right? yeah.

isabella tucks some of that messy hair behind her ear as she approaches the next table. ]

[ex_typea255]

Long night?

[hello. holds coffee cup up to her for a refill. she has been here for a while but she reseated herself to isabella's section surreptitiously. what.]

[singlestrand]

[ her forced customer service smile fades. almost immediately. there's an urge to slap the cup out of her hands, but she has done enough breaking dishes for one lifetime. this one would come out of her own paycheck, too. ]

There are twenty different restaurants in a one mile radius of here and you chose this one. You're really something.

2pm

[eternalboy]

[ he tried to escape from work way earlier but the found body kept him busy until now. spots Izzy waitressing through the restaurant window and waves at her before entering the building. he's been looking forward to this moment ever since he left the motel room in the morning. ]

What would you recommend for a hangover?

[singlestrand]

[ just the person she wanted to see.

the sarcasm is heavy with this one. ]

I'll bring something out for that hangover, don't you worry. Go sit at that table over [ there. she gestures to one. a fun filled day of sex partners. ] You want some water?

blackwell, first methodist church, 1:20 pm

[inheritable]

[she would've been out here helping yesterday but she had school, and one skip day was apparently all alison was willing to let her get away with and still let her use the car. so she could've stayed home, but that would've meant elkins, where everywhere was somewhere she used to go with bela.

so she's here instead. she showed up with a few bags of cans an hour ago and she's been helping to sort things since. nothing like tragedy to bring out the generosity in people, and blackwell's having plenty of tragedy.]

[embroil]

[ don't get him wrong, he has nothing against religion, being a light christian himself (he believes, but he won't go to church or anything like that), but he never thought hailey would go for that kind of stuff. still, he comes around to keep an eye on her.

he's sitting on a bench outside with his hands in his jacket's pocket, leaning back, an ankle over his knee and bouncing his leg slightly ]

[inheritable]

[it's not about religion. well, it's not really about religion. the people here are pretty nice, and everyone seems calm and like they know what they're doing and why. she'd go work at the barn, but she's not scheduled for saturdays and she'd only be underfoot. so this is second best to helping the horses.

stops halfway down the church steps, swinging her car keys.]

Hey Dad.

Piggly Wiggly | 1pm

[toddy]

[ shopping the weekend of a big store is kind of like madness. you have people rushing to stock up on food to avoid going out again. which is why she's there, mostly wasting time. she's got a hand basket with a few nonsense items: ice cream, chocolate sauce, toothpaste. being that asshole in the produce section who eats grapes off the vine. taste testing, you know, to see if she wants to buy them. ]

[prizewinner]

The amount of germs on those grapes is phenomenal, you know. [ chloe leans in, shifting her own hand basket on her arm. hers had a few spices, a loaf of bead (surprising, considering the shelf was nearly empty) and some more expensive cheeses. the tone of her voice doesn't give any hint of judgement, however, especially as she reaches forward to "taste test" one herself. ]

Think your immune system can handle it?

[toddy]

[ she jolts a moment that she realizes she's being talked to, expecting an employee to rat her out but she turns to find out it's only that chick. she calls her that chick because only her face is recognizable. most people are patrons of her bar and she's only memorized friends, enemies, and dedicated alcoholics. ]

I've taken a shot for more things than I can count, if it's grocery store grapes that take me down, so be it. [ picks another one ] What's your excuse?

11am, sheriff office, elkins

[avers]

[ he's working at his desk; he has his own cubicle on the upper floor because he's an asshole and the homicides unit is actually really small. the no smoking sign is promptly ignored - there's an ashtray on his desk near the computer and a pile of paper with files and other research work piling up on the other side. he's buried in work and his phone is off the hook, deliberately ignoring everything that could be happening around him ]

[eternalboy]

[ peeks over his cubicle wall and waves a file to get his attention. howdy. ]

These are all yours.

[ it's the information on which part of the lake the body was found, at what time and how deep. it just came in and someone gave it to him thinking he would have use for it. well he might, that's why it's a copy. ]

[avers]

[ he looks up from his computer screen at the annoying voice and stares for a second before holding out his hand ]

You're the errand boy now? [ makes sense to him.

takes the files and slaps it on the pile. there are a couple of gruesome pictures of bela's body and close ups of the symbols ]

late night, gage residence

[weiners]

[ she had no idea where adam was-- and for once that was not a bad thing.

sophie had spent the morning and early afternoon clearing out bela's bedroom. it was empty. her belongings were now stored in the attic--bed and all--where they never would have to be seen again if she so wished. while sophie was cleaning, something darla didn't want to witness (at all), darla spent her time shopping for something to fill the future bare space with.

she bought a desk, a chair and a lamp. which she had just set up, the tools necessary laying on the floor beside her. and a large bulletin board that now almost completely covered one of the walls.

darla currently had two pictures pinned to it, one she had stolen from adam's stash on the kitchen table a few days previous.

a picture of bela atop the car in that foreign white dress, the sight of blood beginning to peak from it. and a crude drawing of the symbol that she had done herself. ]

rainbow lanes bowling alley, 4:30 pm

[singlestrand]

[ isabella was grateful she remembered to bring a change of clothes with her, not wanting to make a run back home because it may provide opportunity to make this day even worse. she sat on the bench of the lane she bought, lacing up her clown shoes. she already knew once sophie got here and was started she was going to make a beeline for two whole things of nachos smothered in cheese and a nice, cold beer. but that was whenever she'd show up. to hang out with her stupid best friend.

because that's the adjective she was using these days. what else could explain the trouble she was getting herself into?

oh, a ball! isabella hopped up from the bench and begins to walk toward the front of the building to collect a ball from one of the racks. ]

[brabble]

[ she gets there a little later than planned, but that's because sophie is almost always late. it's not that she means to, it's just a Thing with her. besides, she had another nosebleed on the way. which sucks. and worries her. she'd probably go to the hospital to get a tac if she wasn't so fucking poor.

her little umbrella is drenched and she shakes it out at the entrance, while looking over her shoulder. she spots izzy and gets herself a pair of shoes before walking over her. ]

Hey! [ she doesn't need to address her being late. it's just sophie being sophie. her stuff is dropped unceremoniously on the bench ] Did you get the nachos yet?

[singlestrand]

No, not yet. [ izzy leans over and rummages through her purse. she pulls a twenty from her wallet and waves it at sophie. ] You can get them instead. I already found you a ball to use. It's white like your pure soul. [ she claps her hands together as if she were praying in church before shrugging her shoulders. ]

I want a beer too. I don't know if you're up for drinking but I want to be so drunk my body shuts down and you have to attend my funeral in the morning.

[ two finger guns and a wink. ]

8pm Elkins

[eternalboy]

[ he barely manages to open the station door since it's so windy. he's immediately met with a whirlwind that makes his coat flap and messes up his hair. he pops up his collar and hurries to cross the street to the small convenience store. he's been working hard since the disastrous meeting with Izzy in the morning. after finishing the biscuits from the kitchen he needed something else to eat and the weird store was the only place open right now. ]