toxicate | ass ; strohl catchall

[ hi we're up on the flight deck with a coffee in hand, staring out at the empty runway.

he will glance up to see who has joined him, looking a little weary already. ]

[ we are at beautiful scawwy village!! scawwy village sucks actually, but strohl's taken the tree out to the animal crossing island - which means he's standing out in a field, hands on his hips, clearly just enjoying being outside. ]

Nice to be out of that place, isn't it? [ by way of greeting! he waves a bit, clearly at home amongst the farmboy life... ] Mordalion.

[ all four of us for my catchalls had switched people who started them which was my own fault..... i am a failure.......

ANYWAY IN THE RIGHT PLACE THIS TIME after all that strohl can be found sitting probably on the terrace. the most exciting thing is that strohl jr is here with him still, cutely yawning and cuddled into his side. he's just kind of staring off into the place where execution will be, but he glances up at mordalion when he comes by, then nods, if he wants to sit. ]

[ hot spring! we are in the hot spring. or well, strohl is at least - he looks very happy to be sunken into the outdoor pool, not giving a damn about not having his shirt on. living the LIFE as he leans back on the rocks. maybe he needs this destresser really bad. he probably does.

strohl jr's around too, and squeaks happily upon sight - strohl himself looks up when he does. ]

Mordalion. [ hi ] Care to join me?

[ mildly forward-dates this bc youre sleepin

i can't think of a location we can worry about that afterwards. the PC Void. the void in which a breeze precedes a memory. ]

[ ooooh strohl's doing bad after trial today. he looks really pissed and really - trapped, actually, because he's too hurt to swing his damn sword around, so he's just kind of seething somewhere outside. maybe the butterfly garden.

mordalion can find him actually talking - it seems like he's talking to himself, but he's talking into his phone. ]

...people get killed burns me. Feels like I'm trapped, watching all these damned nightmares happen and there's nothing I can do about it - damn it, I wish you were here.

[ he happens to glance up though - spots mordalion, and stops, turning off the voice to text on his phone and shaking his head. ]

...Sorry. [ a little gruffly, but it's not unkind. ]

Edited 2025-06-29 02:24 (UTC)

[ we're uhh. scrolls locations frantically

in the combat room on the eudora why not! mordalions got an eva suit on and is perusing the training swords with interest. ]

[ there's an elf sitting on the edge of one of the pools, kicking depressedly at the water with a sigh. ]

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