me and lazarus, we shovel all the ashes out

[gramarye]

Who: Wolfgang & Ilde
What: Some things with teeth are less dangerous than others.
Where: Somewhere along the river. Raven's Gate?
When: A few days after Badblood? Sometime? I DON'T KNOW STOP JUDGING ME GOD
Notes: None
Warnings: None

( guess i had nowhere else to go. )

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[sailorofthefloe.livejournal.com]

Who: Asbjørn & Ruby.
What: Moonpool hunting.
Where: Sobek Croix.
When: A week or so after Bad Blood.
Notes: Glow in the dark shenanigans!
Warnings: Partial nudity because swimming in moonpools.

Prior to the bad blood business, Asbjørn had learnt that there was something in the forest surrounding Sobek Croix, in that roundabout 'I heard it from a guy in a pub, who heard it from his sister's hairdresser' sort of way. The locals were wary. A few magic users he'd encountered, who had lived in the city for several years, had nudged each other and shared knowing looks. And thanks to being cooped up in his flat with nothing better to do than lick his wounds and read, a few books on local history and landmarks had hinted at interesting things.

...what's telling is that he took that information and decided a place widely rumoured to be haunted was best explored after dark. At some point during the day, Ruby would have gotten a text that read:

up for a late night forest adventure in sobek croix? i can promise food, good company and supernatural goings on. and only one of the last two things is me.

i heard that you like the bad girls, honey, is that true?

[rhinemaid]

Who: Ilde & Ivan
What: They aren't avoiding one another.
Where: Sonja and llde's villa.
When: After this conversation.
Notes: Anna helpfully gave me blanket permission to have Angus saunter in and out of Ilde's logs and threads as I please.
Warnings: Mentions of (someone else's) suicide attempts.

Giving Ivan her address is less of a conscious act of trust than it is a conscious desire not to trek halfway across the city if she can make him come to her instead; if she thought about it she'd probably say that she trusts Ivan to act in Ivan's own best interests, and she's more confident than Cindy likes that she can accurately keep track of what those are. They've long since passed the point where she feels obliged to justify it in her own head, a detail that she occasionally takes out and examines to no satisfying end. She's used to him, now - it's convenient to her that he continues to be around, and it'd annoy her if he wasn't. Most of the time, he is around, she's not annoyed (at him- well, usually-), and it's not something that she's required to examine.

The cruorvore population in the city just dropped by sixty percent overnight. It's all right to have been a little concerned about what might have happened. She hasn't heard from Katherine yet, either, and that's a nagging worry in her mind that's a bit less complicated.

"It's normal to be concerned about people you know," she informs Angus, scooping him up in her arms with apparent unconcern for whether or not Sonja (who may or may not be home) overhears her talking to the cat that keeps letting himself into their house whenever he spies a window open or a door ajar. "I'm not the one being weird in this scenario." The scenario where she's talking to a cat about relationship drama she isn't having? Totally not weird. A pause. "Don't look at me like that."

Carrying him downstairs against her chest, Ilde waits until she's all the way down the front steps before she sets him down (to better avoid being immediately followed back inside). "Get," she says, succinctly, if fondly. "You don't live here."