01 | Can you hear me, I know I'm just a whisper | OPEN

[duomaxwell]

He remembered a headache when he'd woken far too early for his liking. It was a bad one, too. All of neck ache and tired eyes and not being able to look at even the flickering of a torch light without wincing.

But the headache became a distant thought when Duo's morning when from strange to stranger in a matter of minutes.

As soon as he opened the door to his room he knew something was wrong.

The common room was full of people. Familiar faces, faces he hadn't seen in years and faces he'd seen only a few months ago. All of them were talking, but none of them had voices he could hear. He stared at them at first, just watching as they passed him by one one by one. The store owner that he stole from more times than he should have when he was little. The little boy he argued with constantly when he was going to school for that short time. The mechanic who helped fix his bike when he crashed it six months ago. Hilde. Trowa. Cathrine. Some laughing, some frowning, some just chattering on as if everything was normal. All of them there but... not.

The longer he stared the more he realized that they weren't solid. At all.

This wasn't real. Or... was it? The wall of the castle was still cold and rough beneath his fingers. The floor flat and solid beneath his feet. None of it made any sense.

And then he saw something that made his heart sink. Just at the exit of the common area, black robes and a warm smile and everything he missed about that man who had been in his life for such a short time.

"Father Maxwell... ?"

He didn't even realize he'd breathed the name until it was out in the air. All at once the fading image of the man turned and left the area. Duo's feet were moving before he could stop himself, voice crying out like a frightened child.

"Father!"

He rounded the corner, only to find Father Maxwell gone, replaced by more ghost-like figures of people moving about. The familiar black robes were lost to the ethereal crowd. Duo stumbled to a halt, back hitting the stone wall just before he slid down it. No tears fell, but his heart ached so much he thought for sure it was going to explode from his chest.

"What the hell is going on...?"

(ooc: backdated to the start of the dream event. Anyone who touches Duo will likely get some very disconnected and oddly scattered images of people they don't know, but no solid memories like other people affected by the event.)

.4th Fantasy Impromptu. [Open Mingle Post]

[sakedrinking]

Out in the common area, there's an interesting sight that wasn't there the night before.

On one of the benches, there's a folded red tunic-style shirt, and next to it, dark blue pants and another red shirt, but obviously smaller than the first.

Next to that, however, there's two very large creates. One has metal and tin cook wear that's similar to a camping set, though some of it is dented, and the metal cooking rack is missing a couple of bars. It's still useable, though. The other is mostly canned, dried, and bagged food. Non perishables. Vegetables and fruit, jerky, pasta, ect. A few packages are torn, but it's nothing that can't still be used. On the top the crate, though, there's several closed packages of what is very clearly beef. Good beef, too.

And just so people don't get confused, there's a note on top of that. Written originally in Japanese, the Castle seems to translate the writing in to whatever is easiest for the person who picks it up to read it.

"Ratchet, Duo,

The clothes are for you two. They should hold up for a while until I can get new supplies.

For everyone else...

I'm sorry I haven't been much help lately. I wished for these things from the fountain because I know everyone needs better food than what we've been getting. I hope this does more for you all than I've been able to.

-Haku"

Haku herself is no where to be found, but if one looks over to her room they might just notice that her door is open.

It's pretty quiet in there...


(ooc: Alright, so! This is a mingle post for everyone in the common area! Pick at the food, mess with the cooking supplies, even look at the clothes but do make sure they get to Ratchet and AU Duo at some point. Poking at Haku is also an option, but mingling is more encouraged in this log. Have fun with the gifts!)

Fourth Gold Bolt [Locked to room 13 dwellers or anyone who is coming aknocking.]]

[last_lombax]

[Ratchet's laying in bed today, his eyes staring up at the ceiling. He ate some food left by Haku and just went back to his room after making his wish. If it was granted...then he would have a better weapon than his guns. Guns needed ammo after all. Something he'd have to keep wishing for. This wouldn't need that. There was just other things that came with it.

He had thought he would have been feeling horrible since he had stopped getting any real sleep thanks to restless dreams he couldn't remember and that strange vision of his own death again. And here he was, wishing for the exact weapon that killed him and he didn't feel anything. He hadn't felt anything for the last few days really. He just didn't. It just wasn't there, no fear, no sadness, no happiness, nothing. He just couldn't feel. He faked smiles well enough, as well as laughs and things but they weren't real. He was surprised no one had noticed yet. Maybe he was a better actor than he thought?

Whatever the case, it didn't matter. Right now his only concern was protecting everyone else. He was the hero, even if a dead one. And the hero made sure everyone got out okay, themselves included or not. And he was going to start doing just that.]

((OOC: So Ratchet's depressed and hanging out in his room. Aimed mostly at fellow room 13 dwellers but if you feel the need to come knock on the Lombax's door and visit, he'll open it for you.))