help girl he's in the water | open
Who: Faust and YOU???
What: help him get his feet wet. or dry.
When: 9.20?
Where: all over
Warnings: none?
i. thanks girl he got out of the water
[ faust lets the sun warm his face for a few moments, lungs aching, before he tries sitting up, spitting a few times to get the taste of salt out of his mouth. the blue sky above seems a little surreal, like a halo around everything, but maybe that's just the salt still stinging his eyes.
his hand throbs, and ah. the mirror. faust carefully uncurls his fingers from the edges of the glass, tipping it gently into his lap, before he curls them tightly again, cradling his hand to his chest. better to stop the bleeding that way, than endure the salt from ripping any fabric free. maybe there are other pieces out there. certainly, that'd be nice, but...for now, this is a small comfort. carefully he shimmies out of his robes and wraps up the piece of his mirror in the heavy, black fabric, before he finally feels like he has enough energy to stand.
he's wearing a school uniform under his robes, so shut up.
on wobbly legs, he makes his way out of the pool building and into the sunlight, squinting a little at the brightness. ]
ii. gorintoh no
[ faust, cleaned up and significantly less water-logged, finds himself up on the fourth floor, squatting in front of the gorinto lined up neatly in front of the window. his arms are wrapped tightly around his knees. defensive. or maybe protective. he misses his cloak and its bulk.
there's something searching in his gaze, looking for something (someone?) that isn't there. but of course he doesn't find what he's looking for. they're rocks. just rocks. he leaves them be and stands stiffly, stretching a little before he turns to head back down when he catches sight of you. ]
Oh. Hello. Am I in the way?
iii. cats cats cats
[ finally, with a little rest and a quick shower, faust is feeling a little more like himself and a little less like a bedraggled mermaid. he's heard that there are cats around, but he's yet to catch sight of one of them yet. not that he's looking for them, wandering around the courtyard in front of the school, glancing around furtively. he's about to give up when he bumps into you, blinking in surprise before covering up quickly. ]
Excuse me, I was just about to head back inside.
iv. roommate finder
[ he'd like somewhere to sleep if anyone doesn't mind having him?! ]
v. wildcard
[ hmu?! ]
What: help him get his feet wet. or dry.
When: 9.20?
Where: all over
Warnings: none?
i. thanks girl he got out of the water
[ faust lets the sun warm his face for a few moments, lungs aching, before he tries sitting up, spitting a few times to get the taste of salt out of his mouth. the blue sky above seems a little surreal, like a halo around everything, but maybe that's just the salt still stinging his eyes.
his hand throbs, and ah. the mirror. faust carefully uncurls his fingers from the edges of the glass, tipping it gently into his lap, before he curls them tightly again, cradling his hand to his chest. better to stop the bleeding that way, than endure the salt from ripping any fabric free. maybe there are other pieces out there. certainly, that'd be nice, but...for now, this is a small comfort. carefully he shimmies out of his robes and wraps up the piece of his mirror in the heavy, black fabric, before he finally feels like he has enough energy to stand.
he's wearing a school uniform under his robes, so shut up.
on wobbly legs, he makes his way out of the pool building and into the sunlight, squinting a little at the brightness. ]
ii. gorintoh no
[ faust, cleaned up and significantly less water-logged, finds himself up on the fourth floor, squatting in front of the gorinto lined up neatly in front of the window. his arms are wrapped tightly around his knees. defensive. or maybe protective. he misses his cloak and its bulk.
there's something searching in his gaze, looking for something (someone?) that isn't there. but of course he doesn't find what he's looking for. they're rocks. just rocks. he leaves them be and stands stiffly, stretching a little before he turns to head back down when he catches sight of you. ]
Oh. Hello. Am I in the way?
iii. cats cats cats
[ finally, with a little rest and a quick shower, faust is feeling a little more like himself and a little less like a bedraggled mermaid. he's heard that there are cats around, but he's yet to catch sight of one of them yet. not that he's looking for them, wandering around the courtyard in front of the school, glancing around furtively. he's about to give up when he bumps into you, blinking in surprise before covering up quickly. ]
Excuse me, I was just about to head back inside.
iv. roommate finder
[ he'd like somewhere to sleep if anyone doesn't mind having him?! ]
v. wildcard
[ hmu?! ]

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Huh...are we still doing swimming? [ It's all murder water...and bugs. Most of the adults said stay away. They grab a handful of grass as they think, still staring at him.]
Oh...you're bleeding too. You should be careful! The last old guy who went swimming died.
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Do you know what happened to him...? The last guy?
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Oh...hm. Not sure. It's a big mystery. [ Sorry this cryptic seeming kid is one of your opening meetings, I swear. ] There was a guy who was burned and a guy who fell out a window, but they both ended up thrown in a pool. Weird right?
[ Bugs were also there. Scary. ]
I'm Crona. I don't think I've seen you before, but I don't keep track of everybody.
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but also hey what the fuck neither of those things sound good help? what did he wake up to and can he go back to sleep? ]
Are...are you all right? It sounds like a lot's been going on. [ a beat, because he forgot to introduce himself, he realises. ] I'm Faust.
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Umm...Some things are hard to deal with, but some things aren't. That's better then usual, so I think its okay. [ They wave a hand at him, trying to see if he's focusing okay. It makes sense for Crona to not know whats going on, but an older person? ]
Oh, maybe bugs in my hair was hard. That's never happened before. Have you ever had lots of bugs in your hair Mr. Faust? It's really terrible and wiggly.
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Once. Awhile ago. [ like 300-some odd years ago. ] I haven't really had that happen since. You're right, they're very unpleasant, though. I hope you got them all out. And that there weren't any eggs.
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If even Mr. Faust would be scared, then maybe its not weird if I was. [ They tap their knees. ] I don't think there was eggs, everything vanished when the void left. You know about the void right?
[ Literally the worst person to have explain everything, I'm sorry. ]
Baby bugs don't sound very cute...hm hm.
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What was the...void? You mentioned a void.
[ that. that is the part that is concerning him. ]
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Oh, yeah you must be new! The void is everything. [ Their eyes are wide, pupil pinpricks. ] If you drop any blood on the ground, you go there, where its dark and everyone is a shadow. You can only get back if you punch a mirror. Hard to deal with...
If you're new, you should go talk to Nene...or some of the other adults. Everyone is sad that Clamor died, but not so sad they won't explain things better then me.
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Easy there- do you know what happened to you?
( no he does not emote this is why i get away with one icon 97% of the time. )
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[ faust feels bad to lean on someone else, but also he's tired! not having to support your own weight is nice for a hot sec while he waits for his lungs to start working a bit more. ]
When I woke up, I was in the pool, but before that...
[ he grimaces. does that count as a response? ]
im SO sorry, i died for like a week
( sidney lets him lean though, because while he's experienced a lot in the past two months, he's still a fighter on some level- he does not break for anything. but... waking up in the pool? just what had his unawakened self been doing? it would probably do him little good to know the current events about it too. )
There's a dormitory close by. There'll be someplace to rest for you. Can you walk?
3 u were the first i ran to as i crawl from hibernation
... Ah. Sorry.
[ He fixes his crooked glasses on the bridge of his nose, the ruffled bangs that obscure his vision. He won't stand in this guy's way if he means to leave, and politely sidesteps out of his direct path, but... Akira's eyes are still watching him curiously, not unlike a reserved cat himself; and after a quiet few moments of observation, he speaks up. ]
... You've got the look of the guy on a mission. You searching for something?
[ Or are you doing something fun? Criminal? Akira's nosey, he might want in. ]
throws open my arms excitedly for u
[ faust fixes his own glasses reflexively, stepping aside just in case he's in the way of this student. he tries to hide his hands under his cloak before he remembers that it's not there and settles for stuffing them in his back pockets instead.
hm, how does it look admitting he was looking for cats? probably kind of weird, right? ]
I heard that sometimes...
[ is he gonna say it ]
...sometimes you can find...
[ so close ]
...cats.
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So, like the good student he is, of course he'll help his classmate - right? Quietly, his head cocks to the side. ]
... What's that? I couldn't hear you.
[ Liar, he heard loud and clear - though he keeps a convincing straight face. But it wouldn't hurt... if this guy could just.... admit he likes cats a little louder. Akira wants to hear it. (Sorry he's like this.) ]
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I was just looking for something, but it's not important. I'll just try another time.
[ look, he tried to admit it once, and that's all you're going to get out of him. it's your fault for not listening, clearly. clearly. ]
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Are you alright?
[He started heading over towards Faust, narrowing his eyes a little and trying to examine him. The guy seemed very sluggish after all, and Yukio was a doctor.]
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I'm...not sure what happened.
[ he says slowly, quietly, as the boy approaches. his voice is a little scratchy, and he coughs, just to make sure the last of the saltwater is out of his lungs. he's only a little wobbly on his feet, but that's noting a little r&r can't fix. probably. ]
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Come, sit down.
[He reached out towards him, though didn't quite take his arm just in case the man didn't want to be touched.]
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a very soaked...very wobbly somebody.
putting what she had been thinking about to the side, she rushes over to the other person, and she moves to reach out for him.]
Whoa, whoa...are you okay?