pc catchall | turboheaven | laurence

[historicals]

hello flower boy (shitpost later)

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week 1, thursday

[outdistanced]

[ OKAY SO LIKE he's going to give them some time to get taken care of because laurence knows he's useless, but he's definitely going to come find taair?? buddy?? ]

Mr. Taair? Are you okay?

[historicals]

[ yaaay happy week one

taair is in bed! he's even sitting up, propped up against pillows with his hands in his lap - looking out of the window, and in comfier clothes. he doesn't say anything until addressed, and when he does, he glances up, and dips his head in a small, polite nod. ]

Laurence... hello. [ his voice sounds a little raw and scratchy, but. ] There's no need to be so worried... I'm fine.

[outdistanced]

No need to be worried? You have to be kidding. You guys came back bleeding all over the place and we don't even have a hospital here. How is that fine?

[historicals]

It must have looked much worse than it was - I think much of it has healed.

[ so. yay!!! there's a little smile, soft. tired. ]

[outdistanced]

It- it healed? How?

[historicals]

[ waves hand in ooc stuff gomen i do not have an actual answer]

I'm not sure. [ a little smile. ] But, it's a better condition than before, at least.

[outdistanced]

[ he's just gonna take a moment to math lady about that ]

I... guess someone said their injuries were healed when they first got here. But I thought that was different since we'd just died, not... whatever happened to you guys.

That armor you were wearing. Isn't it the same we saw last week, when...

[ execution. you know. he doesn't want to think about that too hard. ]

[historicals]

[ hahah yeah weird how that works about dying huh

anyway ]

... there was armor?

[outdistanced]

Yeah? That you were wearing...? At least at first, it kind of just fell apart after a while.

[historicals]

...I see...

[ hmmmmmmmm he doesn't remember that all. however laurence can see he does still have many yellow gingko flowers on him, sticking out in places under his clothes! ]

...I could not lift a suit of armor on my own if I tried, let alone wear one...

[outdistanced]

[ hm. the vines he's sported all week tighten a bit around his throat and wrists. ]

But you did. It... It had those leaves all over it, too.

[ gesturing at the gingko ]

[historicals]

[ he looks down at himself, over the injuries, and... after a moment, selects a petal, and then plucks at it. it makes him wince. ow? and then it immediately wilts in his hand. ]

... I know now it is a disease. Those inflicted are called the Mara-struck.

[ headshake ]

I don't... well. I remember becoming inflicted with it.

[outdistanced]

The armor is the disease?

[ the plants? the glances down at his vines for half a second, but no, seems different. taair hasn't been planty all week like he has. ]

So you were just... magically infected and cured.

[ skeptical ]

[historicals]

[ because it is laurence, and taair always wants to give him answers, he frowns, hard, trying to concentrate. his head hurts, and badly. ]

I don't... really know what the armor was. [ there are only so many mara struck critters we can get away with sneaking past cyoa reveal in ] ... But... the flowers grow on the body of long-lived creatures, and it eventually drives them mad. It is... not supposed to occur, to foxians. Exacerbated by stress, and extreme pain. I suppose I was unlucky...

[outdistanced]

What... long-lived creatures? What foxians? You're not a fox! Aren't you just a human like me?

[ first cyoa... what the hap is fuckening ]

[historicals]

[ sorry buddy his brain is a little scrambled

there's a long pause - and then he shakes his head. ]

... What was I saying? I'm sorry.

[outdistanced]

...You can't say you're fine if you're zoning out like this.

[historicals]

[ aw. he laughs a little at that, ducking his head. ]

... Things are a bit blurry, at the moment. I'm sorry, my friend. I did not mean to worry you.

[outdistanced]

Of course you didn't. You never do, but how can we not be if you're hurt or diseased or whatever that was!

[historicals]

[ it occurs to him like

three seconds late that he's being scolded out of worry, and he dips his head a little further, though this time it is to hide a small smile. ]

You make a fair point...

[outdistanced]

Of course I do! I have common sense!

[ citation needed ]

Maybe you're doing better now, but there's still something off. What do you mean you were a fox? That doesn't make any sense.

[historicals]

[ thinking... focusing... ]

... I think... when I awoke, wherever I was - I had forgotten about this place, entirely. I looked differently, and... had a different life. It is all still swirled together.

[outdistanced]

[ just. trying so hard to wrap his head around this none of it makes SENSE ]

Wait, wait, are you saying you left heaven somehow? And you were hypnotized?

[historicals]

[ oh there's a detail that feels much more solid. ]

It wasn't heaven. [ that much he knows. ] I'm not sure about hypnotized, it... was more like I must have been something like a character in a story.

[outdistanced]

How could it not be? We can't leave. I can't even try to open a portal or anything.

But if you were a character, you wouldn't have been so hurt.