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acatalepsy_rpg2018-10-14 05:43 pm
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Entry tags:
- critical role: vex'ahlia,
- detroit: become human: connor,
- detroit: become human: hank anderson,
- fire emblem: lucina,
- kate daniels novels: barabas gilliam,
- original character: daylight vis lornlit,
- original character: ilde,
- persona 3: minato arisato,
- persona: naoya toudou,
- pride and prejudice: elizabeth bennet,
- red vs blue: agent washington,
- voltron: takashi shirogane
video, after the caverns
So, correct me if I'm wrong about this.
[Hank doesn't bother with an intro, just starts right on in. The angle he's holding his wrist shows both his face and the stick he's dragging along the wall behind him, which has been in a fire at some point in the recent past and leaves a long black trail of ash over the wall as he walks.]
But when all you heroes trooped into the haunted caves under the mysterious freaky lake the communication plan was along the lines of, 'gee, if someone gets their feet ate off by some freaky bullshit I sure do hope they yell real loud so I can get there before they bleed out' right? I mean, I trust you guys know to make a post letting us all know if you need backup, but what if this- [Here the screen shakes as Hank wiggles his wrist, indicating the watch] -gets busted, or stolen, or whatever?
I don't know, I was just thinking, next time a bunch of us, or just anyone, goes into something that might get bad there should be some kind of post stuck to the top of our feed that we could all check, just something like this-
[He stops walking, still talking as he starts to scratch a little list in ash onto the wall beside him.]
Hey, I wonder how little Suzy's doing. Oh, she checked in an hour ago, she's probably fine.
[He writes Suzy on the wall, and a checkmark next to her name.]
How about JimBob the Murder Bot? Oh, he hasn't checked in for about seven hours, I should take someone to go look for him.
[Next to JimBob the Murder Bot he doodles a little skull. Sorry Jimbo, it's hard out there for a figurative probably-dead robot. Better luck next time.]
Or maybe you guys would rather do some kinda daily role call like in school or, hell, maybe it's just more fun to lone wolf your way through all this world saving shit, what do I know. Decide amongst yourselves. I might be around, I might not. Just thought I'd throw this out there. I'm gonna go eat.
[Hank doesn't bother with an intro, just starts right on in. The angle he's holding his wrist shows both his face and the stick he's dragging along the wall behind him, which has been in a fire at some point in the recent past and leaves a long black trail of ash over the wall as he walks.]
But when all you heroes trooped into the haunted caves under the mysterious freaky lake the communication plan was along the lines of, 'gee, if someone gets their feet ate off by some freaky bullshit I sure do hope they yell real loud so I can get there before they bleed out' right? I mean, I trust you guys know to make a post letting us all know if you need backup, but what if this- [Here the screen shakes as Hank wiggles his wrist, indicating the watch] -gets busted, or stolen, or whatever?
I don't know, I was just thinking, next time a bunch of us, or just anyone, goes into something that might get bad there should be some kind of post stuck to the top of our feed that we could all check, just something like this-
[He stops walking, still talking as he starts to scratch a little list in ash onto the wall beside him.]
Hey, I wonder how little Suzy's doing. Oh, she checked in an hour ago, she's probably fine.
[He writes Suzy on the wall, and a checkmark next to her name.]
How about JimBob the Murder Bot? Oh, he hasn't checked in for about seven hours, I should take someone to go look for him.
[Next to JimBob the Murder Bot he doodles a little skull. Sorry Jimbo, it's hard out there for a figurative probably-dead robot. Better luck next time.]
Or maybe you guys would rather do some kinda daily role call like in school or, hell, maybe it's just more fun to lone wolf your way through all this world saving shit, what do I know. Decide amongst yourselves. I might be around, I might not. Just thought I'd throw this out there. I'm gonna go eat.
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But Minato has no suggestions for Hank because he's ASLEEP. Right there, sprawled out on the table, with his arm as a pillow and the worst slouch imaginable- his neck and back are going to kill him when he wakes up in 2 days. ]
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Shit. He'd better not touch the kid, right? Not with what's going through his mind right now. It's been years since he cooked for anyone. About the same time since he put someone to bed like this.
Hank grimaces at Sumo for a moment. Sumo, disappointingly, has no answers.
Hank slides his arms under Minato, slow and cautious, ready to jerk away if he wakes up. Maybe if he's lucky this magic shit doesn't turn on if the other guy's asleep - or if it does, maybe it'll only give the kid bad dreams.
Really bad dreams. Fuck, it'd only last as long as it took to get Minato to his room though, right? Hank tries to hurry.
Putting a blanket over the kid is a little too- it'd be too much. He doesn't do that. He does just kind of dump him on the bed and run. But he comes back a while later to leave the soup and a bowl and spoon, hopefully where the kid will see it and not knock it over the next time he half-wakes up, because no one can sleep straight through two whole days. But- yeah. Yeah, that's enough. Minato will be fine. Hank will check on him or- or some shit, maybe, it doesn't matter. Hank sets the pot and bowl and spoon down, glances at the kid one more time, and leaves, leaving the door a little open for Koro behind him.]