Log 1

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

Comments

[cursedtolive]

[He's thinking so seriously about this Czes kinda feels bad for being pushy just to get him to react. He sighs and raises his hands to push Firo forward.]

That works! It's not like you need milk anyway, right? Drinking it won't make you any taller anyway!

[foundafamily]

I-Hey!

[He's too busy being offended to resist the shove. He can't say Czes is wrong...]

You didn't need to say that!

[cursedtolive]

Why? It's not like you're that short, Firo. I mean, look at me!

[foundafamily]

I never said I was!

[Czes is the one who implied it!

He does give him another look, suddenly wondering if Czes is upset being stuck a kid.]

...I guess you won't be able to grow at all now that you're immortal again.

[Not to rub it in.]

[cursedtolive]

I guess not. [He sounds nonchalant about it.] But that's nothing all that new for me though. I guess I don't have to deal with my voice cracking or growth pains, at least.

[foundafamily]

...Yeah, I guess.

[He doesn't sound convinced.]

All that stuff's annoying, but when I was your age--er, you get what I mean--I couldn't wait to grow up.

[cursedtolive]

I wasn't thinking about that sort of stuff. [He's glad to be standing behind Firo right now. He frowns as he pushes Firo a little harder, his voice lower just a little.] I just did what everyone else around me did.

[foundafamily]

Then what did you--?

[Czes doesn't sound too happy, or at least Firo thinks he doesn't. It's hard to tell. A change of subject is probably in order.

He lets Czes push him, but twists around to look at him.]

...What else do you think we're gonna need?

[cursedtolive]

[He responds to the obvious change of subject with a slightly moody but thoughtful hum. He goes along with it without question.]

Maybe some toothbrushes and toothpaste? And shampoo, and soap, and things for the bedroom.

[foundafamily]

Yeah, you're right. And I bet there's a ton more stuff we're forgettin'.\ We'll have to start a list...

Is there anything else you want?

[Not necessities, but something to make Czes more comfortable, like books or toys, though Firo doubts Czes would appreciate the latter.]

[cursedtolive]

I can't really think of anything right now, but I might see something at the store. What about you?

[foundafamily]

Hmm... Can't think of much now, but I should probably get some more knives. We might need 'em.

[cursedtolive]

I don't think that's a bad idea at all. Let's get them on the way back!

[foundafamily]

[He nods.]

Sounds like a plan.

Hey, did you ever learn how to use one?

[cursedtolive]

I do! I kind of do. I usually kept a scalpel in my sleeve.

[foundafamily]

A scalpel? Geez...

[Didn't Czes have that when they were being controlled? Firo had assumed it was something he'd been forced to pick up.]

You wanna learn how to fight with a real knife? I could teach you.

[cursedtolive]

It's a precaution... but I guess, learning won't be a bad idea.

[foundafamily]

I'm pretty sure you could do damage with that, but sometimes it's safer to stick to something that's actually made for fightin'. It's less likely you'll hurt yourself.

[Unless you're Claire.

He smiles.]

Just say when you wanna start.

[cursedtolive]

[Czes would honestly be perfectly happy if only Claire could slip and fall on his butt.]

Uuuum... how about this weekend? We'll probably be all moved in by then, right?

[foundafamily]

Yeah, that sounds good to me.

[He taps his chin thoughtfully as he starts to try and count the days. He pauses, then laughs.]

...By any chance, do you know what day today is?

[How could he remember the day of the week in the chaos of the past few days?]

[cursedtolive]

... Mon... day?

I think it's Monday?

[December third is a Monday at least!]

[foundafamily]

[He laughs.]

All right, we'll say it's Monday. I can't imagine anyone else's been keepin' track with everything that happened. ...Though I guess if we all want things to get anywhere close to normal again, we'll hafta sort out little things like that.

[cursedtolive]

Someone will probably take charge and decide, if we can get all these different people to agree on a common calendar. Or, we might find something in this town that'll tell us how the days work.

[foundafamily]

You think there'd be somethin' just lyin' around?

[He shrugs; they'll cross that bridge when they come to it. What bothers him more now is something else Czes brought up.]

...Somebody is gonna try and take control eventually, huh? Of everything, I mean.

[cursedtolive]

Probably won't be able to. But someone'll try to be a leader or something here. It might be a good one who tries to keep things running smoothly, or a tyrant.