PC: Daan

[sootprints]

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Weekend 0, Sunday

[sootprints]

[ back at the bulletin board after meeting npcs! kate is reading the rules posted on the board. there is a trail of smoke coming out of her head. ]

What nonsense...

[recession]

[ I'm going to say he's rubbing his eye so he doesn't immediately notice but is she back in her clothes, does she look the way she presents in the icon and everything? ]

...It could've been a bigger mess, but a mess nonetheless...

[sootprints]

[ yeah! with her clothes back, she looks like this. ]

If nothing else, I'd like to know exactly who is watching us and how.

[recession]

[ He looks at her.

...

And then tiredly rubs his eye some more. Um...? ]

Kate...?

Week 0, Tuesday

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[ hello daan! hopefully you're not bodyswapped with a dog or something idk. apparently you never know.

on tuesday, kate can be found outside the abandoned house. she has a blanket draped over a low-hanging tree branch while she beats the dust off of it with a stick. there's a lot of black dust coming off of it.

but before long, she'll notice him here and turn to greet him. ]

Ah... hello.

[recession]

[ I'm going to kill plurk :sob: runs in here. Miraculously Daan is not yet swapped with a dog, or a leech. ]

Hello...

[ She sure is doing things. ]

Doing a bit of cleaning?

[sootprints]

Yes.

Keeping a space clean is hard work...

Week 0, Sunday

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[ sometime after execution, kate can be found at the graveyard again, gazing out at where the battle was earlier. ]

... They didn't leave any bodies, did they.

[recession]

[ Daan's been flitting around from place to place, and that does take him back to the cemetery sooner or later. He looks at Kate standing there, and it feels a little deja vu, doesn't it? ]

...

No, I don't think they did. Gone, after the... "counter-ritual", I guess it is.

[sootprints]

... I suppose the body is taken as part of the ritual, then. Leaving us with nothing to bury.

W2, monday

[recession]

[ SORRY I'M ABOUT TO MAKE YOU READ LIKE A THOUSAND WORDS BUT THERE IS AN ABRIDGED VERSION IN THE COMMENT IF THAT BETTER SUITS

But good morning. It's so much to be happening on a Monday. They can just be crossing paths and he would have greeted her hello if the shadows didn't butt in first, a rather long-winded memory. ]

[sootprints]

[ as always, it's hard to tell what kind of expression kate's wearing as she watches the events unfold. finally... ]

... She seems like a lovely person. Do you still work for her?

[recession]

...Ah.

No...

Technically, I stopped being in servitude to her a while ago -- when we courted and married.

Week 4, Monday

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[ happy thoughtshare monday! today's fit.

kate's at the boardwalk, staring up at the ferris wheel with awe. she gives a little start when she realizes daan is nearby, but then she gives him a polite nod and a soft little woof. ]

What a lively-looking place... even though there aren't any people.

[recession]

[ He, unamused, reacts with a grumbly little woo-ruff back. Guess there was a punishment for not doing the rules after all... ]

A lack of any sort of populace has been a recurring theme throughout these locations.

[sootprints]

Yes... It's a little lonely. I'm not good with crowds, though, so maybe it's not so bad...

Week 4, Saturday

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[ hello daan! a shadow with clothes stained black in soot is going to show up at the fog barrier. she steps right up to it. ]

Daan. Are you here?

[ how's he looking. ]

[recession]

[ There's certainly something in his clothes, features blank, occasionally a bit melty, constantly shifting amorphous features that looks back at her. But he can talk because if Kate can have a blank face and verbalise then why can't he. ]

Someone is, that's for certain. What can I do for you tonight, Miss Kate?

[sootprints]

Someone?

[ She watches his features, or maybe lack thereof, and she can't help but allow a stray thought to pass: ... I wonder if he's like me. ]

... That's disappointing. I wanted to talk to Daan.

Week 6, Saturday

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[ after the trial, kate went back to the apartments to clean up her sad sooty self. a little later in the day, she can be found looking at one of the screens around the graveyard. ]

... We can't see them anymore?

[ she's still new to the whole voyeur thing. ]

[recession]

As much as we're able to see things that they do out in the open, we're unable to snoop in on private conversations, yes. Not really sure what's the metric that this place decides them on, but there seems to be a level of arbitration to it.

Which is unfortunate. If they're discussing things at the grand scheme, it would probably benefit us to be able to hear it instead of having to listen to their plans later through letters or when they die.

[ BASTARDS. ]

[sootprints]

[ idk if we even know that they're town-halling but i personally hope they are doing it at the pyre where laudna's crazy ass can hear. ]

I agree.

I suppose we'll need to have our own group discussion soon, too. I found one of those rocks I've been hearing about, but...

[ what do we do with them. ]

Week 7, Monday

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[ well! they just watched a teenager get stabbed and daan led her away to somewhere quieter for a bit. this can be during that time, or sometime after.

she's sitting and trying to be subtle about the fact that she's taking very slow, deep, deliberate breaths to keep herself composed. it's probably very obvious to a doctor. ]

[recession]

[ Well, he's definitely glad to know that she's got a handle on breathing exercises. ]

Could I get you anything, Kate? Water, mostly, but anything else besides?

...Karlach left me with a stuffed puppy from the boardwalk. Its name is Tulip, if you'd like him.

[sootprints]

[ she probably can't pretend to be totally fine, so ]

Water would be nice. [ a thoughtful pause. ] I wouldn't mind seeing Tulip, too.