Log 1

[mayfield_mods]

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

Comments

[cursedtolive]

You sure? I hope there's nothin' hiding in the closet when we go to open it...

[He peers around Firo into the room, then spins around to look into the one next to it.]

[justdumbluck]

If it makes you feel better, I'll open it first.

[Satisfied that this room looks fine, he moves into the other one.]

I'm surprised there aren't any traps or anything yet.

[cursedtolive]

Maybe they're just waiting for us to lower our guards... [He follows, but pauses for a second and then slips away to hide in the first room when Firo isn't paying attention.]

[justdumbluck]

Yeah, that does sound like somethin' they'd do.

[He's so busy checking the room that he doesn't notice Czes leaving until he turns around a few minutes later.]

This one looks fine-

[Oh no. Could this be the trap they were just talking about?]

Czes? Were'd you go?

[cursedtolive]

[He doesn't respond, and he doesn't move either. He doesn't want to step on a creak floorboard he didn't notice earlier and give away his hiding spot. But he reaches out quietly and nudges the door gently, making it move very slowly.]

[justdumbluck]

Czes? Czes!

[Firo casts a frantic look around the room he's in. Empty. He dashes back into the room he had just left. All the terrible things that could be happening to Czes run through his head; maybe the zombies are back, maybe it's the cannibals, maybe it was a trap, maybe he just vanished...]

Czes, are you there?

[cursedtolive]

[He waits until Firo's right at the door before leaping forward, with a "raaaaaah"]

[justdumbluck]

Ah-!

[Firo jumps back to face his "attacker," knife at the ready. If it's what took Czes, then no mercy!

...Oh, wait. He blinks, stunned.]

Czes? What the hell are you doin'!?

[cursedtolive]

I was playing. There's nothing here. [He holds up his hands in defense. Watch it with the sharp things there!]

[justdumbluck]

[He lowers his knife and steps back. Since there's no danger he should calm down, he knows, but he feels anger mixing in with his relief. His knuckles turn white as he grips the knife hilt.]

What the hell made you think that was a good idea? I-I was-!

[Worried.]

[cursedtolive]

Well... we already saw that the house wasn't dangerous.

[justdumbluck]

How am I supposed to know for sure it'd not dangerous if you just disappear?

[cursedtolive]

I would know because I'm the one hiding, and if it gets really dangerous I would've come running out!

... Sorry, though.

[justdumbluck]

[Poised on the edge of explosion, Firo glares at Czes, inhaling shakily through clenched teeth. At the apology, he blinks and the tension in his shoulders relaxes. He puts his knife away.]

...No, it's fine. I shouldn't have gotten so worked up. This place just... you know.

[He disintegrates into a bundle of nerves much more easily after so many months in Mayfield.]

[cursedtolive]

Uh-huh. I know. I'm sorry I scared you, Firo.

I won't play a trick like that again.

[justdumbluck]

...I wasn't scared.

[He pats Czes's shoulder and gives him a half-smile.]

It's okay. And, yeah, I'd appreciate that.

You ready to keep goin'? You can pick out which room you want to be yours.

[cursedtolive]

I'll take whichever one you don't take, Firo. Which one do you want?

[justdumbluck]

Really? They both look similar enough to me.

[cursedtolive]

Well, it's more like... do you want the room in the back?

[justdumbluck]

Nah, you can have it. Is that the one you want?

[It might be better for Firo to be closer to the entrance, just in case something/somebody unpleasant breaks in so he can protect Czes.]

[cursedtolive]

Well, if you're not going to take it, I think I will. I like having rooms in the back.

[justdumbluck]

Then it's settled!

[He spins slowly to get a look at the house.]

Guess we'll need to do some decoratin' and stuff.

[cursedtolive]

I guess so. What'll we decorate the house with? Where are we gonna get any of them, anyway?

[justdumbluck]

Um...

[He scratches his head thoughtfully, but he only takes a few moments to actually consider that before shrugging helplessly.]

...I don't know. Got any ideas?

[cursedtolive]

I know this town as well as you do, Firo, and by that I mean not at all. I guess we can go looking?