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come_sailaway2022-08-25 01:01 am
lenivy) wrote in come_sailaway2022-08-25 01:01 am
Room service [OPEN]
CHARACTERS: Dylan & OPEN
DATE: A day or two post-event
LOCATION: Cabins
SITUATION: Dylan finds out about the event, and goes door to door to see if anyone needs anything
WARNINGS: TBA
1. [LOCKED TO JINX]
Dylan is blissfully unaware of what's been going on. Well, blissful might be a stretch for the status quo aboard this ship, but unburdened, at the very least.
He'd gone to the thing, had a poke about, had some food, and then decided it wasn't actually that interesting. For one thing, he doesn't know how to drive. (Although he absolutely had tried to anyway.) He's not a big fan of deserts though. Too much of a East coast kid, maybe. And the vintage thing was cute, but got boring.
So when he goes to visit his buddy Jinx, it's not out of worry or anything. It's just cause he wants to hang out.
"Hey, it's Dylan," he calls after knocking on Jinx's door.
2. [OPEN]
Dylan has met a fair amount of people, but most of them he doesn't have any way of contacting, not knowing their room numbers. And he has no idea who's hurt and who's fine and who's probably deeply traumatised.
But he wants to help.
He's not usually that much of a charity person. Maybe he feels guilty for not being there. Maybe he's bored. Maybe helping others is a good distraction from his own frustration and creeping depression. Probably all of the above.
So he goes door to door, seeing if anyone's hurt and whether they need him to bring them some food or entertainment or whatever. Or company, if they ask for it, but mostly his intention is practical.
He knocks. "Room service!"
DATE: A day or two post-event
LOCATION: Cabins
SITUATION: Dylan finds out about the event, and goes door to door to see if anyone needs anything
WARNINGS: TBA
1. [LOCKED TO JINX]
Dylan is blissfully unaware of what's been going on. Well, blissful might be a stretch for the status quo aboard this ship, but unburdened, at the very least.
He'd gone to the thing, had a poke about, had some food, and then decided it wasn't actually that interesting. For one thing, he doesn't know how to drive. (Although he absolutely had tried to anyway.) He's not a big fan of deserts though. Too much of a East coast kid, maybe. And the vintage thing was cute, but got boring.
So when he goes to visit his buddy Jinx, it's not out of worry or anything. It's just cause he wants to hang out.
"Hey, it's Dylan," he calls after knocking on Jinx's door.
2. [OPEN]
Dylan has met a fair amount of people, but most of them he doesn't have any way of contacting, not knowing their room numbers. And he has no idea who's hurt and who's fine and who's probably deeply traumatised.
But he wants to help.
He's not usually that much of a charity person. Maybe he feels guilty for not being there. Maybe he's bored. Maybe helping others is a good distraction from his own frustration and creeping depression. Probably all of the above.
So he goes door to door, seeing if anyone's hurt and whether they need him to bring them some food or entertainment or whatever. Or company, if they ask for it, but mostly his intention is practical.
He knocks. "Room service!"
no subject
no subject
He falters a little. "...I dunno, from weird shit like that."
Whoops, got a little too real suddenly. He hasn't told her details, but he has admitted that his friends were killed, with the implication it was from werewolves, so. She can probably guess what that pause was about.
no subject
(she pulls her legs up on the couch carefully as she links her arms around them; holding them close.)
It's this place. It's gotten me... weak. Gettin' to know people and livin' so comfortably sorta. Feelin'... normal when I know that I'm not. 'Cuz that's just a recipe for disaster waitin' to happen to go on every day pretending to be what I'm not.
(a beat.)
I just need to stop gettin' distracted and focus only on trainin' and nothing else. And maybe then I won't be so... useless.