Log 1

[mayfield_mods]

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

Comments

Re: Outskirts

[ooeeooahah]

[ There is something about pain that is difficult to ignore, for some. While there was nobody nearby when Crown stopped, there is someone coming to find him. ]

Hey, come on. It's been a long trip, hasn't it?

[ Ilsa crouches beside him. ]

Re: Outskirts

[logic_and_magic]

[He had been hoping not to be found but when someone does seem to find him he's instantly rubbing his face trying to get rid of any of the redness or tears that were leaking from his eyes.]

Yes, I am just...tired.

[Bold face lie and he's not going to say much about it. Emotions, how does one deal with them?]

Re: Outskirts

[ooeeooahah]

Tired and heart-sore, by the looks of things. Want to talk about it?

Re: Outskirts

[logic_and_magic]

....My heart has been dead for a long time. I do not think it can be sore.

Re: Outskirts

[ooeeooahah]

Something is hurting, the way you're broadcasting. It's time to unpack those troubles and start working to resolve them.

Re: Outskirts

[logic_and_magic]

[If Ilsa could already sense his emotions, it meant that mental wall he didn't know about had broken for the first time in awhile. If so, his emotions are all flooding out of it at once.]

...Hm...I suppose...there is not much left to do anyways.

Re: Outskirts

[ooeeooahah]

Not much left? how so?

Re: Outskirts

[logic_and_magic]

We are trapped here...it might be better here but now we can never go home. What is left to do here other than wait for us to die out?

Re: Outskirts

[ooeeooahah]

We can go on, and take care of each other.

[ She puts a hand on his shoulder. ]

There's lots that needs to be done, and we need everyone to help.