Log 1

[mayfield_mods]

Who: Everyone (General Log)
What: Make yourself at home.
Where: A new town
When: The first day

Comments

[cursedtolive]

... [He looks up at Firo for a few seconds, staring. When he looks away it's with a snort, and then he's laughing.]

[justdumbluck]

Wha..?

[He stares at Czes, peeking around to try and see his face as the kid looks away.]

What's so funny?

[cursedtolive]

It's nothing. [He snickers a few more times before turning to Firo with a wide smile.]

I guess I'm in your care then -- er, big brother? Even though I'm way older.

[justdumbluck]

[Firo glares at the back of Czes's head until he turns around. Really, what's so funny?

What Czes says next quickly wipes that look off his face.]

Huh? I-I mean, y-yeah... Little brother.

[cursedtolive]

... So do you have an idea for where you want to live, or are we going to wander around until we find somewhere nice?

[justdumbluck]

[The rather goofy smile that had begun to settle over his face disappears.]

Huh? Oh, no, I didn't have any ideas yet. You see anywhere?

[cursedtolive]

Um, I dunno. I think if it's just us two we can find somewhere smaller and be okay, right? I don't want any weird neighbors though.

[justdumbluck]

[His mind drifts back to that big apartment, empty for so long, until that night in 1930...

No, he can't. He shakes his head to brush those thoughts away.]

Yeah. That sounds good.

[A faint smile is all he can manage for now.]

I don't know what we can do about neighbors, though. You've seen these people.

[cursedtolive]

Mm, well if worst comes to worst, we'll just have to find another place that doesn't have as crazy neighbors. [If Firo cannot smile, Czeslaw will plaster one on his face to make up for it. It's easier for him, he knows, because Czeslaw wasn't as attached to Manhattan and the Martillos as Firo was.]

... We'll make it.

[justdumbluck]

Maybe I'll ask Barton if she wants to move in next to us. She's about as normal as it gets here.

[Which says a lot, considering she's an ax-wielding telekinetic.

Firo blinks and looks down at Czes. His smile in return is a little more genuine.]

...Yeah. Thanks.

[cursedtolive]

Barton's the girl with the blue dog, right? Yeah, I won't mind if it's her.

[Better than a guy who kills using everything. Ugh redheads!]

We agreed that it'd be nice, right? Come on.

[justdumbluck]

Yeah, her! You two have met already?

[His eyes light up; already his family away from home is coming together.]

We did!

[He nods firmly and speeds up his pace to a slow trot.]

[cursedtolive]

Yeah, I met her when her dog ran through the garage door, once.

[When Firo starts trotting, he speeds up as not to be left behind.]

I want one with a fireplace.

[justdumbluck]

Yeah, it's a... pretty distinctive dog, huh?

[He pauses suddenly, scratching his head.]

A fireplace? Are we gonna hafta go in all a' them and see?

[cursedtolive]

I think we'll just have to look for chimneys, actually. We can do that from outside right?

[justdumbluck]

Ah. Right.

[Duh. He starts looking at the roofs, and then points to one in the distance.]

How about that one? It doesn't look too big either.

[cursedtolive]

Where? [He grabs Firo's arm and pulls himself on his tiptoes to find it. When he does, he nods!]

Yeah, let's go check it out!

[justdumbluck]

[The enthusiasm makes Firo laugh. He nods and holds Czes's elbow in case he needs help balancing.]

Let's go! Hopefully nobody got to it yet.

[cursedtolive]

[He turns red when Firo laughs.]

D-don't make fun of me...

[justdumbluck]

[That only encourages him. He tries to smile innocently, but it turns out to be more of a smirk.]

What? I didn't say anything.

[cursedtolive]

You laughed. [He puffs out his cheeks!!]

[justdumbluck]

So I laugh and you immediately assume I'm laughin' at you?

[Which is actually very reasonable since Czes is the only person nearby.]

[cursedtolive]

What else would you be laughing at?

[justdumbluck]

Fine, you got me. I couldn't help it, I've never seen you get all excited over somethin' like that.

[cursedtolive]

So you're going to laugh at me? Really?

[The most. Offended. Face.]