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petoskeymods) wrote2018-06-10 11:28 pm
petoskeymods) wrote2018-06-10 11:28 pm
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DEADLAND
[Some time after your character dies, they will wake up in their bunk in camp. But something is wrong here, so very wrong.
Venture outside, and you will see that you're still in camp, but it's trapped in a foggy twilight. Time doesn't seem to pass, and it's quiet. Too quiet. No animals, no breeze, nothing.
The only sign of anything living is in the trees, where dozens and dozens of ghostly figures roam. Sometimes they might come into camp, but you'll probably have to go out to meet them if you want to talk to them. They all seem to be watching camp, but are shy and might flicker away if they're approached.
Finally, in the chapel in the lodge, there is a shadowy figure. It looks like a preteen, perhaps? Maybe 11 or 12 or so. But that's about all you can get from it at a glance.
But you're here now, and there are things to do. Where will you start?]
Venture outside, and you will see that you're still in camp, but it's trapped in a foggy twilight. Time doesn't seem to pass, and it's quiet. Too quiet. No animals, no breeze, nothing.
The only sign of anything living is in the trees, where dozens and dozens of ghostly figures roam. Sometimes they might come into camp, but you'll probably have to go out to meet them if you want to talk to them. They all seem to be watching camp, but are shy and might flicker away if they're approached.
Finally, in the chapel in the lodge, there is a shadowy figure. It looks like a preteen, perhaps? Maybe 11 or 12 or so. But that's about all you can get from it at a glance.
But you're here now, and there are things to do. Where will you start?]
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Lance pulls away and for a moment it stings, but the paladin is putting on a brave face and that is so painfully obvious. Tal just shakes his head a little, shifting his position so he's on one knee, still so close to Lance.]
All thanks to you. [He leans in a little, bumps his forehead lightly against Lance's the way Nine does so often, smiles at him from scant inches away while his hands slide into position.]
Let's get you back to the lodge so you can rest, okay? [Which is the last bit of warning Lance gets before Talcott is pushing to his feet, arms wrapped around the other, scooping him up bridal style as he stands.]
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Tal-!!
[The flustered indignation would probably be a lot less contradictory if Lance, in the next moment, wasn' clinging Tal's shoulders tightly. He wasn't expecting to be picked up, much less picked up like this and now that he is, he doesn't want to be dropped.
God this is... what's the word for this? Embarrassing? Awkward? But on some level, it's nice and it feels secure being cradled by Tal..... and that's not something he wants to think about or be teased for right now. Preferably never. Lance does what he can to hide his face, knowing it's too late for that, but also knowing he can't possibly make eye contact right now either.]
...J-just don't drop me.
[That's his best attempt at sounding defiant, but it's not a very good one.]
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There's also something satisfying and relieving about being able to hold Lance in his arms, being able to do something to actively make things easier for him. It makes the small, hopeful smile on his face become something a little brighter, still gentle but somehow more. Because this is exactly where he wants to be, tragedies aside, here with Lance means that things will be okay.
He takes a moment to adjust his grip before he starts heading back towards the lodge, smiling softly at the weak protest and the way Lance clings to him. He tries to hide his face and Talcott just turns his head, laying his cheek against Lance's hair with a soft, pleased little hum.]
Don't worry... [Soft and low, a reassuring murmur beside his ear.] I've got you.