Sebastian "Bash" St. Expedit (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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come_sailaway2023-02-21 10:15 pm
midnightroads) wrote in come_sailaway2023-02-21 10:15 pm
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[OPEN + CLOSED] And sooner or later, it's over
When: Post-Carnival February
Where: Chatterbox, Tauva, etc.
Summary: Bash is not doing well. But he's coping?
Warnings:
1. And I don't want the world to see me [Closed to Ossie]
Erin and Giles have both suggested that maybe Bash talk to Ossie, but he's been a little shy, a little chickenshit about it, but like. He's finally worked up the courage to send a text. Like, nothing huge, nothing that's going to rock his or Ossie's world. In fact, it's only three words. Eight letters and a punctuation mark.
hey u busy?
This is what an act of bravery looks like.
2. 'Cause I don't think that they'd understand [Chatterbox]
Of course, there's another thing someone can do when they're upset. They can sing about it.
Bash has been hyperaware of the fact that his boyfriend's a whole bard, so he didn't really tell Jeff where he was going on this particular night before sneaking out to Chatterbox and occupying the stage. He's, uh. He's sure doing some feeling-y songs, from Green Day's "Boulevard of Broken Dreams" to MCR's "I'm Not Okay (I Promise) to some early Linkin Park. Look, he's just laying it all out on the stage while he's alone. Because he is alone, right? There's no one about to walk in and see him pouring his guts out.
Right?
3. When everything's made to be broken [Sand Dollars]
Some things are a constant. Bash taking time to make coffee for people is one of them. In some other universe, he might have had a cafe, but in this one, all he has is Sand Dollars, and the time he gets with anyone who wants a cuppa.
Come say hi, he's brewing the good shit today.
4. I just want you to know who I am [Wildcard]
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Where: Chatterbox, Tauva, etc.
Summary: Bash is not doing well. But he's coping?
Warnings:
1. And I don't want the world to see me [Closed to Ossie]
Erin and Giles have both suggested that maybe Bash talk to Ossie, but he's been a little shy, a little chickenshit about it, but like. He's finally worked up the courage to send a text. Like, nothing huge, nothing that's going to rock his or Ossie's world. In fact, it's only three words. Eight letters and a punctuation mark.
hey u busy?
This is what an act of bravery looks like.
2. 'Cause I don't think that they'd understand [Chatterbox]
Of course, there's another thing someone can do when they're upset. They can sing about it.
Bash has been hyperaware of the fact that his boyfriend's a whole bard, so he didn't really tell Jeff where he was going on this particular night before sneaking out to Chatterbox and occupying the stage. He's, uh. He's sure doing some feeling-y songs, from Green Day's "Boulevard of Broken Dreams" to MCR's "I'm Not Okay (I Promise) to some early Linkin Park. Look, he's just laying it all out on the stage while he's alone. Because he is alone, right? There's no one about to walk in and see him pouring his guts out.
Right?
3. When everything's made to be broken [Sand Dollars]
Some things are a constant. Bash taking time to make coffee for people is one of them. In some other universe, he might have had a cafe, but in this one, all he has is Sand Dollars, and the time he gets with anyone who wants a cuppa.
Come say hi, he's brewing the good shit today.
4. I just want you to know who I am [Wildcard]
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This is meant as encouragement, but it's also...he's including himself there. He's poked shit and now he needs to involve himself in the cleanup for that.
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"Bash... I know things that apparently might destroy reality, if the information ends up being heard by the wrong person," she says vaguely as possible. "Because I thought if I knew more and was smart enough to figure it out, how this all works, maybe I could use that information to... solve all this."
She presses the coffee cup to her mouth but does not drink. "So I hope maybe you could... check and make sure that spirit is still... stuck... and that the sigils being smudged didn't somehow allow it to wiggle loose so it could go on some feast..."
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"I will try. Where is it stuck, and how did you get to it?"
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