PC: LUCAS

[alldoomnogloom]

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W0 - OPENING WEEKEND

[alldoomnogloom]

[ hello! gale has been restored to proper wizardry and looks a good deal more comfortable. then again, he has real shoes now that leeches have a harder time getting through.

he also has a cat scratch across his face. ]

Good afternoon. I don't believe we've had the chance to be properly introduced yet!

[faithkept]

[oh that's such a wizard outfit HELP. Lucas in the meantime is dressed simply in black pants and a somewhat poncy white shirt, so he probably looks like he'd fit in at the church even without his cult robes.

Anyway give him a second's pause here as he marvels over the fact that he's meeting yet another person who visibly does not look like they're in their early 20s. Wild. But then, a smile!]

I believe you're right! My name is Lucas Proust. [Pronounced Frenchly, like Luca.] May I ask for yours?

[alldoomnogloom]

[ i know enough of the virche lore to understand why this is the case but please don't call him old like this he's already having a crisis, a 14-year-old roasted him to hell and if this beautiful twink piles on he might never recover. ]

Gale of Waterdeep, at your service.

[alldoomnogloom]

[ GOOD MORNING

as he approaches, he scratches at the side of his face briefly with a hand - just. gently trying to divert from where it says `a meaningless death` plastered along the side of his neck. it runs along the strange mark he's always had there: a circle that starts on his chest and has tendrils running on his neck and over his cheek. it seems more obvious now with the ink. ]

Enjoying your new home? Settling in? Everything you thought it would be?

[faithkept]

[THESE TATTOOS ARE SO DAMN RUDE. Lucas is thinking a more polite version of this to himself as his eyes are automatically drawn first to the words and the mark, darting quickly away in the way of someone who is trying not to be rude and stare overly-much. Nothing's visible on him yet, but that's because he has almost zero visible skin and the projections are being kind(???) for the moment.

Anyway he's naturally curious as hell about what he glimpsed but also it feels equally rude to ask a guy why his rude body words say he died a meaningless death, so.]

Oh, well, I could certainly do with a nicer... what did they refer to it as? Sacrificial pig pen? At least one with a bath.

[alldoomnogloom]

[ he scoffs a bit. ]

Hah. I entirely agree. I normally have access at least to Prestidigitation for a clean quick, but I'm very much starting to feel ... sticky.

w0 fri

[faithkept]

[WELL THAT ALL HAPPENED. Lucas is just here looking up at the eerily starless sky, very disgruntled and upset about EVERYTHING HE'S HEARD. Whenever Gale approaches, he'll glance over, crossing his arms over his middle.]

I don't suppose you've heard anything else...?

[alldoomnogloom]

[ gale does not seem terribly upset as much as distracted and kind of distant. absorbed in staring at the fingers of his glove, where a bit of the blue has soaked in where he'd touched it. ]

No, no, nothing anyone else has ... I was in the Refectory. Bit of a mess.

[faithkept]

[What a vibe. Lucas looks at him with an expression of concern, but doesn't press, at least.]

What was in the Refectory? I heard that a body was found in the theater, but not much about the others...

W0 - SUNDAY

[alldoomnogloom]

[ after all the drama of the execution and after karlach has gotten settled somewhere or has gone to talk to someone else he'll go find himself a relatively quiet spot to sit and write furiously in his little journal.

he'll look up as he hears someone else though. ]

Ah. Hello, Lucas. Exciting afternoon, hm?

[faithkept]

I think I've had enough excitement to last the rest of my lifetime.

[Arpechele jokes and also cult sacrifice jokes. He'll make his way over, glancing at the journal curiously but leaving him to his diary entries.]

Are you holding up? As well as can be expected, anyway.

w1 weds

[faithkept]

[EVERYONE STOP CURSING MATHIS STOP CURSING MATHIS HE'S SO TIRED. OOOOOOUGHHHHHH he's going to have to tape Mathis to a coconut tree at this rate since he is sure Karlach will do the same to Gale if push comes to shove.

For now though, he's recovering from the hell of their soup and Maypole dancing feverdream. He seems tired, but otherwise in about the same spirits as ever. Wherever Gale is when their paths cross, he'll nod in polite greeting!]

Hello, dear. How are you feeling?

[unless you're about to tell me gale's lying completely dead on the pavement somewhere]

[alldoomnogloom]

Strange.

[ HELLO DEAR. ]

I wanted to-- Is Mathis alright? I fear I may have acted in a manner extremely unbecoming, and I wanted to apologize.

W1 - SATURDAY

[alldoomnogloom]

[ hello lucas. gale is out and about after going to change out of HIS NASTY OCEAN CLOTHES but he's here now, so. ]

Lucas. Would you care for something to eat?

[faithkept]

Something to eat? [The way he seems so genuinely startled by this like he forgot food was a thing after 9 hours in trial. Relatable except for our lunchy break.]

Ah... I suppose I haven't eaten in a while.

W2 - MONDAY

[alldoomnogloom]

[ hi there. i'm sorry I'm so fucking terrible setting up a scene for memshare. memories just happen. things happen on days.

enjoy.]

[faithkept]

[FIRST OF ALL AND ALSO SECOND WHY ARE ALL OF YOU BALDURS FUCKS A STEP AWAY FROM DEATH

That's a lot to take in, though, and Lucas stands still and quiet like a startled deer as the vestiges of someone else's thoughts and feelings fade. When he turns to look at Gale, his eyes drop to his chest first, and tragically not because he thinks Gale has nice pecs.

Another beat, and then:]

...It isn't like that now, is it?

[A dormant bomb waiting to go off. With the way they've all had their abilities stripped from him, he can only imagine - hope - that the same can be said of the detriments that bind them.]

w2 fri

[faithkept]

[WE'RE JUST OUT HERE LOSING 3 PEOPLE A WEEK I GUESS!!!!! Well. This is fine. Lucas is just sort of lying down in a little curled up ball at one of the very back-most pews in the church in town. His eyes are closed tightly and his hands clasped together as if in prayer, despite being sideways. He seems pretty pale, but also very Focused.]

[alldoomnogloom]

[ coming to sit down next to him. far enough away there's some space, but. close enough to talk. ]

I am not certain they can hear you here.

w6 weds

[faithkept]

[not me typing monday first WHERE AM I. ANYWAY!! IT'S LATER IN THE AFTERNOON the party's been rollin' ever onward for some time, and Lucas will eventually meander over to wherever Gale is to greet him with a small but warm smile.]

Long time no see. Have you been faring well enough...?

[alldoomnogloom]

[ hello!!!!!!! ]

Well enough for the circumstance, I'd think. Better now that we've gotten to see all of you?

W7 - MONDAY

[alldoomnogloom]

[ COMING TO FIND HIM, BALD OR NOT I SUPPOSE. ]

I take it you've all been quite busy on this side of things?

[faithkept]

[BALD OR NOT HELP. NO MORE BALD!!!! NO MORE ESSEK!!!! HE'S JUST STANDING OUTSIDE OF SCARESCO WITH A GIANT BOTTLE OF WINE HE'S OPENING.]

...Today has been unusually busy, comparatively. But yes, we do tend to keep ourselves quite busy with this or that. Would you like some?

[Wine... Gale your spiritual ass connection.]

W7 - SATURDAY

[alldoomnogloom]

I have a question for you, actually. You, Scien and Mathis - are you all from the same timeline so to speak? From speaking to Scien, I got the impression that you were not.

[faithkept]

Oh... No, we aren't. [A little nod.] All three of us are from different ones. Why do you ask...?