CLOTHING ADVENTURES

[lightlessfuture]

Who: Anyone! Everyone!
What: Clothes were requested. Clothes are now granted.
When: morning of the 22nd initially
Where: meet me at the room that's literally filled to the brim with clothing in 15 minutes
Warnings: It's just clothes, what could possibly go wrong!
Notes: Everyone gets free clothes whether they participated in the actual request or not. CLOTHES FOR THE ENTIRE ISLAND.


There's a room in the Storyteller's temple; it was once empty, and now it's...not. It is, in fact, full of clothing of all sorts, to the point that it might be slightly difficult to find exactly what you're looking for.

Oh well. It's there now, no takebacks.

Comments

[counterblows]

Would've been nice if someone mentioned that was possible. [It's muttered low, more to himself than anyone else.]

So you were gone for years back home, and it's only been a few days here. You miss the end of the party? [aka you miss everyone Dying, pal?]

[thermalwind]

[He grits his teeth and his eyes turn flat. He shuts them because the alternative is to let what happened be visible.]

I got back in time to make sure they didn’t die alone. [His words are flat and quiet. Keith scrubs at his face and his hand falls to the red Bayard on his hip.]

That was all i could do.

[counterblows]

[...ah.]

[So Lance...didn't pull through. He'd known better than to hope that the kid would just start turning things around out of nowhere, but - it's never a good thing.]

That's the most you could've done. You make it through yourself?

[thermalwind]

Yeah. I did. [He has himself mastered enough to straighten up.] It...wasn't really years for everyone else back home. I got caught in the Temporal Abyss. Two years for me, a week or so for them.

Anyway, you made it out, right?

[counterblows]

[Temporal Abyss is a pretty fucking indicative name, so he doesn't question it. Temporal distortion is a real bitch to deal with when it isn't occuring over a span of several years.]

More or less. Can't say the same for everyone here.

[thermalwind]

Yeah, I gathered that. [He frowns,] All of those flowers...

[Keith crosses his arms over his chest. He glances at the pile of clothes with a frown.]

...Reminds me of when the sun rose after the siege was over.

[counterblows]

[He's not going to look at flowers with any fondness for quite some time, that's for damn sure. He glances at Keith sidelong, forgetting for a moment that he doesn't need to telegraph his expression with an inclination of his helmet; his brow, furrowed in confusion, isn't hidden in the slightest.]

How's that?

[thermalwind]

There were bodies everywhere.

[Neither of them will look at flowers with good feelings for a while. If ever. He shakes his head.]

You didn't see how many when there was no light save the torches and lamps we had near our camps and outposts. But once the sun was reborn...

[Then it was obvious.] Anyway, we're all back. We can figure out where to go from here.

[counterblows]

[It'd make sense. He wasn't there for that, but part of him wonders if he should have been. You slept so much easier after the war started, Agent Washington. You functioned better, ate better, worked better, when you were taking orders and uncapping skulls with a spray of cordite.]

I guess we can. I'd ask if you need a sitrep, but I don't think you missed much.

[Just...everyone dying. Horribly.]

[thermalwind]

I'm caught up. Just getting myself sorted and touching base with everyone. [He feels like several miles of bad road. He'd come here straight from four battles in a row only to see everyone he cares for die.]

After that...probably going to take it easier than I would have before. I have some recovery to do. And I won't waste a healer's time with a bunch of bruising I can heal up on my own.

[counterblows]

Yeah, that sounds like something someone says right before they drop from fatigue because they were too busy thinking about everyone else to get themselves looked after.

[Regular North Dakota, isn't he? Too fixated on helping everyone else at his own expense. Maybe that's an unfair comparison; he should know better than to think of North, than to think of any of them, because he can only remember them in the context of the violence of their dismemberment at his hands, the way he set charges into the grooves of their armor with curt efficiency, refusing himself even the basic courtesy of a goodbye.]

You have to look after yourself too, you know. One of those responsibilities you and I were talking about.

[thermalwind]

[In the past he'd have bristled with indignation. He still stiffens but he laughs it off.]

First thing I did after... [Everyone died.] Is sleep. Trust me, I'm not going to drop over from exhaustion. Talking to everyone doesn't take up much energy.

But if you'll rest easier, I'll do half now. Half after I get six more hours. [He can compromise. They have some time and Wash isn't wrong. More sleep would do him some good. Hunk will probably get on his case too. He wouldn't be surprised by that at all.]

...just one thing. If you see Lance and he doesn't have his bayard with him. Tell him I have it and I'll return it to him when I see him. I don't want to leave that for long.

[counterblows]

[Lance.]

[He didn't make it out, then. That wasn't a shock, given that Lance wasn't in such a great state when Wash talked to him some, but it's still...sobering.]

[He gets over it. He gets over it because he has lost too many friends to take the time to mourn them anymore, so simply nods, because that's just about all he can do.]

I'll let him know.

[thermalwind]

[He studies him carefully and decides not to say more about that.] You need anything at all. I'm a really light sleeper and I'll keep my stone close.

[If that thing Wash needs is a chat he'll still come to him. He has shown himself to be a dependable man he can trust.]

Make sure you get some rest too.

[counterblows]

Same goes to you.

[He blinks. Rephrases.]

...about the...talking thing, anyway. [Doesn't mention that getting rest is not an easy feat for someone like him, but the past week has been a bitch in regards to confessionals and he thinks he's done laying it all out there right about now.]