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[norivals]

"Hey. You know what to do..."

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Text. (Sent sometime after the attack, for Shades to get later.)

[thenovice]

[This takes a bit of time with the cast and the making sure he didn't misspell a singer word, but.]

you should not have done that for me

but thank you. i wanted to let you know when you returned, i did escape without further harm.

[norivals]

Doesn't matter. It's done. I'd do it again.

Try and keep it that way

[thenovice]

are you okay?
your sick, arent you. Do you need any thing?

[norivals]

Chicken soup seems out of the question.

I'll be fine. Gonna head to Ashe's place.

After he's seen Diarmuid's post about shades being dead

[acidwashjeans]

hey

let me know if you need anything when you get back

dying sucks

[norivals]

You'd know?

[acidwashjeans]

[ he shouldn't feel so relieved to hear from him ]

yeah
a month or so ago one of the sewer monsters got me

[norivals]

[Nobody should, really, but here they are]

jesus
yeah one of those tried to come at me too
this place is bullshit

[There's a small delay]

Check on Diarmuid

un: harrington, sometime early october

[acidwashjeans]

hey
i've been meaning to ask a favour of you for a while


could you teach me how to shoot a gun?
i figure it's probably good to know how to do
what with all the monsters around

text; un: shades

[norivals]

Doesn't work for everything, I can tell you that from experience
But yea of course I can.

You got a piece?

[acidwashjeans]

a piece? like a gun?
no

but i think if i ask sodder for one she can do things like that?

[norivals]

Probably. I heard she has her ways.

Or I could hook you up
If you don't want to deal with her.

Not free of charge of course. But a discount.
For a friend.

Action.

[thenovice]

[Diarmuid's next stop on his scarf tour: Shades' place. Or actually, him just nervously slipping into the bar that Shades works at — he's not really aware most places like these have an age limit, honestly, because where he's from there's no such thing as 'too young' to drink. But the atmosphere of bars is not exactly the most settling.

Still, he's gotten much better at tolerating these things; the curse of the rabbit, it's gone, leaving him with just a naturally grown paranoia of everything. It makes it easy to not bolt when someone who isn't Shades informs him the guy isn't there — and promptly points him in a direction.

To Ashe's place.

He'd only met her once, over the feed, so he hopes this isn't terribly invasive of him to end up at her home to find Shades. He's got a basket in the crook of his good arm, the other still in a sling albeit covered in drawings now.

While his voice isn't quite cheery, it carries a good energy. Better than it's been. A few knocks on the door, and he calls out:]

Hello? Is anyone home? I'm looking for Shades...!

[The stew and bread and scarf inside is all for him, of course.]

[norivals]

[Shades would say that Ashe is no more imposing than he is, but he'd likely find that she would hardly consider Diarmuid's appearance an invasion of her home. He'll have to find that out another day, however, as it's the man himself that opens the door. He looks well. Or at least, more well than he had over the previous month while he recovered from death, and he cocks his head as he opens the door for the young monk, uncovered eyes darting from his face to the basket in his arms. He doesn't open the door all the way, and even though he's half hidden behind it, it's not hard to see why - the thin wisps of black smoke trailing from his wrists and ankles.]

Hey, kid. What can I do for you?

[thenovice]

[Diarmuid’s eyes drift to the strange tendrils of smoke that trail off him, and some of that subdued paranoia does return for a moment when he realizes he can’t parse what he’s looking at (and the unknown around here is terrifying, truly). But he just swallows back some of that concern, the ‘kid’ somewhat softening that unruly tangle of thoughts in his head.]

I thought I’d come and see how you’re doing... and bring you lunch. Or — dinner, for later, if you’ve already eaten.

[And a scarf, too, but he can get to that later.]

[norivals]

I hadn't. [The smoke is the accusation it's meant to be, but for once he's innocent of the particular set of crimes that put him there. Having Diarmuid see them is conflicting, as if to try and say that he hadn't done any better at improving his behavior since they met last, and with no one else would Shades feel even the tiniest sliver of shame.]

Come in, then. [He opens the door, and what he'd been trying to keep hidden is entirely in the open, even if he doesn't mention it aloud] That is, if you want to.

A package addressed to him under the tree.

[cashe]

[ Wrapped up under the tree is a box, and inside is a winter leather jacket. There is also a sturdy pair of leather gloves that match. ]

Voice: calamity (During the early days in Rapture)

[cashe]

I wanted to check in with you and see where you were at. So if you get this, reply as soon as you can.

voice; UN: Shades

[norivals]

[The reply is fairly prompt, but when he answers, he sounds tired. It's probably not a mood unfamiliar to most people here]

Ashe. I'm here. Trying to find a good wall to put my back to.

[cashe]

[ She breathes a sigh of relief, that's one less thing to worry about. ]

Good to hear it. Well I got several walls you can put your back up against. Found a place in one of the nicer high rises. It's one of the penthouses and It's got some good security away from people. Figured I'd extend an invitation cause I'm hopin' to keep the crew close.

[norivals]

I'll head that way then. Still looking for more supplies. There's some kind of old shopping mall down here. Figured that'd be a good place to start looking for that kind of thing.

[A beat]

You find Chloe and Jesse yet?

Video; Private - Encrypted

[cashe]

[ She's sitting in her office at the warehouse. Is she happy? Not so much. She's not so much worried though as irritated. ]

You don't happen to know a Detective Loki, do you?

[norivals]

We haven't met. [But that's an ominous question] Is he giving you trouble?

[cashe]

Not presently, but he did that thing that detectives loooove doin'. I'm sure you know, where they ask all these leadin' questions and try and back you into a corner. He's got nothin' on me or any of us, and I have plenty of documents to get him off our backs if he does come sniffin' around, but he was real quick to start assumin' things.

He backed off when I mentioned the words "entrapment" and "infringement" but I figured it was somethin' to bring up.

[norivals]

Cops like to do that. Somebody ought to remind him that he's out of his jurisdiction.