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hardlydead) wrote2021-11-01 05:44 am
hardlydead) wrote2021-11-01 05:44 am
I CERTAINLY CAN. IT WOULD BE VERY INTERESTING TO STUDY YOUR BRAIN IMMEDIATELY AFTER IT OCCURS, GIVEN HOW QUICKLY YOU CAN RECOVER FROM OTHER INSTANCES OF BLUNT FORCE TRAUMA.
Midwest, yeah?
[ people loved to run to america to avoid their debts. america, mexico, spain. like trying to escape a shark meant it was time for a fucking holiday. meant david got plenty of holidays, beat the shit out of folks all over the planet. ]
Never been, heard it's a shithole.
[ funny that, it would've been a good place to get lost now he thinks about it. wasn't the midwest about 80% corn or something? he doesn't care. david starts the mental countdown when steve pulls the switch, wishing, like always, that it would hurry the hell up. the killers usually beeline for the doors when someone's-- ]
[ hm. ]
[ he flips the switch on the flashlight a couple times — on, off. on, off. just making sure it works — and then pushes himself off the wall with a grunt. ]
Back in a sec. Keep on it.
[ he's already going, steve. just try and stop him. ]
[ people loved to run to america to avoid their debts. america, mexico, spain. like trying to escape a shark meant it was time for a fucking holiday. meant david got plenty of holidays, beat the shit out of folks all over the planet. ]
Never been, heard it's a shithole.
[ funny that, it would've been a good place to get lost now he thinks about it. wasn't the midwest about 80% corn or something? he doesn't care. david starts the mental countdown when steve pulls the switch, wishing, like always, that it would hurry the hell up. the killers usually beeline for the doors when someone's-- ]
[ hm. ]
[ he flips the switch on the flashlight a couple times — on, off. on, off. just making sure it works — and then pushes himself off the wall with a grunt. ]
Back in a sec. Keep on it.
[ he's already going, steve. just try and stop him. ]
Right, right. ( even though the midwest is such a huge chunk of the states it hardly defines much of anything, besides Indiana not being California, Texas, or New York. whatever, it is true, he's from the Midwest. more crops than people. ) It is a shithole. Small and scared and stupid, and determined to stay that way.
( damn, a pretty cold thing to say about your hometown, Steven. it's the truth, though, even though there are good things about small town Indiana. Steve knows that, too. he's just a little disillusioned by the place, that's all. he still misses it, even if it was a dead end town full of sheltered assholes.
Steve has mostly caught his breath, regained his bearings, leaning on this goddamn switch. he's not paying David as much mind as he should, though, because the guy announces he's got better shit to do and starts to wander away. ) What the hell, man! ( Steve hisses, craning his neck to try and spot where he's going, before he battles with the eternal struggle. 99% the gate or just open the damn thing, and hope for the best??? leave it where he is and struggle with the russian bear of a man who decided to take a detour when they're literally standing at salvation's door?
lots to decide, and quickly. Steve decides on a 99, and then releases, turning to try and spot where David lumbered off to with his beamer. goddamnit, Dave, that was a purple one! ) Hey, asshole! Let's fucking hit the bricks, huh? ( it is hard to yell and urgently whisper at the same time, but Steve almost manages. )
( damn, a pretty cold thing to say about your hometown, Steven. it's the truth, though, even though there are good things about small town Indiana. Steve knows that, too. he's just a little disillusioned by the place, that's all. he still misses it, even if it was a dead end town full of sheltered assholes.
Steve has mostly caught his breath, regained his bearings, leaning on this goddamn switch. he's not paying David as much mind as he should, though, because the guy announces he's got better shit to do and starts to wander away. ) What the hell, man! ( Steve hisses, craning his neck to try and spot where he's going, before he battles with the eternal struggle. 99% the gate or just open the damn thing, and hope for the best??? leave it where he is and struggle with the russian bear of a man who decided to take a detour when they're literally standing at salvation's door?
lots to decide, and quickly. Steve decides on a 99, and then releases, turning to try and spot where David lumbered off to with his beamer. goddamnit, Dave, that was a purple one! ) Hey, asshole! Let's fucking hit the bricks, huh? ( it is hard to yell and urgently whisper at the same time, but Steve almost manages. )
[ david pokes his head through one of those windows in this little maze of walls to give steve a look like he can't understand why he sounds so annoyed, as if he wouldn't throw the damn kid over his shoulder if their positions were reversed and steve wandered off like this. ]
You got the door?
[ huh. his count was only up to fifteen seconds, but maybe he's a little slow on account of the concussion and the powerful cocktail of drugs. he glances back at a locker — he was planning to make a ruckus a ways away from the door just in case any killer was on their way to investigate — but if the door's ready to go then fuck it. ]
What're you huffing and puffing about then? Let's go.
You got the door?
[ huh. his count was only up to fifteen seconds, but maybe he's a little slow on account of the concussion and the powerful cocktail of drugs. he glances back at a locker — he was planning to make a ruckus a ways away from the door just in case any killer was on their way to investigate — but if the door's ready to go then fuck it. ]
What're you huffing and puffing about then? Let's go.
( the man looks like one of those cranky muppets that heckle from a little balcony. the practically bald head and extra ears is not helping on that front. luckily Steve is too annoyed with him to be amused by it. he'll be amused by it later. for the record, he looks like this one, specifically. maybe when David isn't wigged out on clown juice, Steve will even tell him so. )
What the hell, man, ( Steve admonishes, because it is not like they had anyone on their heels, so it was safe enough to stay by the switch. let's go then, David says, and Steve anxiously switches his grip on the handle, before deciding, fuck it. he'll throw it down and then shoo the Manc through the door. it's still heavily falling open behind him as Steve heads in David's direction.
and of course, like the fat bastard has a psychic link to flashing red lights (or maybe it's the loud siren as it slowly opens, who can say?) the telltale wheezing, chuckling shuffle of a certain jolly old clown echoes from not-that-far away. the heartbeat is pulsing in his ears (his own? the clowns? Steve has never understood that part) and while yes, Steve could just turn around and high tail it out the gate and hope the best for David, why the hell did he come this far to just let David get his fingers sucked on, after all?
Steve might get stabbed for it, but he still bum rushes through the window David is clowning around behind, doesn't bother being quiet, they've already been made. fast vault that shit and bodily shove David in the right direction. ) Go go gogogo, please. ( there's only so many hits he can take for you before he can't follow behind, tough guy!! )
What the hell, man, ( Steve admonishes, because it is not like they had anyone on their heels, so it was safe enough to stay by the switch. let's go then, David says, and Steve anxiously switches his grip on the handle, before deciding, fuck it. he'll throw it down and then shoo the Manc through the door. it's still heavily falling open behind him as Steve heads in David's direction.
and of course, like the fat bastard has a psychic link to flashing red lights (or maybe it's the loud siren as it slowly opens, who can say?) the telltale wheezing, chuckling shuffle of a certain jolly old clown echoes from not-that-far away. the heartbeat is pulsing in his ears (his own? the clowns? Steve has never understood that part) and while yes, Steve could just turn around and high tail it out the gate and hope the best for David, why the hell did he come this far to just let David get his fingers sucked on, after all?
Steve might get stabbed for it, but he still bum rushes through the window David is clowning around behind, doesn't bother being quiet, they've already been made. fast vault that shit and bodily shove David in the right direction. ) Go go gogogo, please. ( there's only so many hits he can take for you before he can't follow behind, tough guy!! )
[ x ]
Okay, find a fire and hold tight. You'll freeze your knackers off up there.
Okay, find a fire and hold tight. You'll freeze your knackers off up there.
Edited 2022-08-30 20:37 (UTC)
[ ... you know what for once he can't blame trapper. it is funny. ]
Hole up in the upstairs if you can, I'll try and be quick. Can't really do much to help but you can have my jacket.
Hole up in the upstairs if you can, I'll try and be quick. Can't really do much to help but you can have my jacket.
Edited (this made no sense wtf) 2022-08-30 22:45 (UTC)
Guess there always has to be someone underdressed for Ormond.
Alright I'm coming up. Don't drop a pallet on my head.
Alright I'm coming up. Don't drop a pallet on my head.
[ the lack of a heartbeat with those footsteps on the landing is probably a good indicator it's not trapper coming through, but david makes himself known anyway. steps through from the balcony to those little rooms at the back that are a fucking death sentence if a killer follows you in and tilts his head this way and that as he looks around. ]
You in here?
You in here?
[ No Trapper in sight, just an inappropriately dressed Quentin. He’s knelt down next to a vending machine, leaning a shoulder on it for balance while wrapping a bloody ankle with gauze from a popped open medkit. Mouth biting on his goggles to not make noise.
Rude Trapper… so rude.
He’ll spit them out and flash David a sardonic smile once there’s eye contact. All blue lips and pale skin. Lots of skin. ]
Over here. How’s it going? Don’t laugh.
Rude Trapper… so rude.
He’ll spit them out and flash David a sardonic smile once there’s eye contact. All blue lips and pale skin. Lots of skin. ]
Over here. How’s it going? Don’t laugh.
Ain't promising that.
[ the little smirk he gives is a bit forced, but quentin's known him long enough by now that the flash of concern shouldn't be a surprise. is david a grumpy gus who doesn't seem to actually like most of the other survivors? kinda, yeah. but they're his lot, and in a lot of ways with david that counts for more. ]
Here. [ he slips out of his jacket — it's just the black donkey jacket, not the thickest, but compared to nothing it's probably a godsent — and offers it out to quentin. ] Lemme finish bandaging that up, you put this on.
[ the little smirk he gives is a bit forced, but quentin's known him long enough by now that the flash of concern shouldn't be a surprise. is david a grumpy gus who doesn't seem to actually like most of the other survivors? kinda, yeah. but they're his lot, and in a lot of ways with david that counts for more. ]
Here. [ he slips out of his jacket — it's just the black donkey jacket, not the thickest, but compared to nothing it's probably a godsent — and offers it out to quentin. ] Lemme finish bandaging that up, you put this on.
You ever hear Trapper laugh before? It sounds like a car that won’t start up.
[ David can be a crude sometimes but he isn’t cruel. He’s one of the people that can get someone back on their feet the fastest. The concern isn’t surprising and just puts him at a slight sense of ease which is good because he’s having a rough go of it today. He’s actually relieved it was Trapper and the guy decided to mess with him but knowing it won’t always be and this outfit entered the rotation… ]
Thank you thank you thank you- [ It’s the greatest thing in the world and he probably grabs it a little too fast. He shifts his weight to pull it on - leaning everything on one foot and almost falls over in the process. It’s big on him, which is great because the more fabric the merrier and any warmth left from David having it on is being soaked up like a leech. He mostly finished with the ankle even if it’s not his best work. David can tie it off because Quentin can’t really do it properly right now anyway. ]
Okay.
[ He’s carefully buttoning it up with numb shaking hands, which is a whole process in his state. The sleeves get pulled over his hands after. Then stuffed in the pockets. ]
Really glad you weren’t dressed like a lifeguard.
[ David can be a crude sometimes but he isn’t cruel. He’s one of the people that can get someone back on their feet the fastest. The concern isn’t surprising and just puts him at a slight sense of ease which is good because he’s having a rough go of it today. He’s actually relieved it was Trapper and the guy decided to mess with him but knowing it won’t always be and this outfit entered the rotation… ]
Thank you thank you thank you- [ It’s the greatest thing in the world and he probably grabs it a little too fast. He shifts his weight to pull it on - leaning everything on one foot and almost falls over in the process. It’s big on him, which is great because the more fabric the merrier and any warmth left from David having it on is being soaked up like a leech. He mostly finished with the ankle even if it’s not his best work. David can tie it off because Quentin can’t really do it properly right now anyway. ]
Okay.
[ He’s carefully buttoning it up with numb shaking hands, which is a whole process in his state. The sleeves get pulled over his hands after. Then stuffed in the pockets. ]
Really glad you weren’t dressed like a lifeguard.
[ if they weren't in a trial and quentin didn't look like he was on the verge of hypothermia, david would be tempted to mess with him before handing over the jacket, but he's just relieved when he snatches it and immediately throws it on. Kind of funny that bullying quentin is where he'd see trapper's side of things, but at the moment he doesn't see the humour in it. ]
Explains why we've been having it so easy.
[ trapper's not exactly a tough killer to go against, not anymore, but they really haven't had to worry much. david couldn't work out why he barely saw the guy until now. ]
[ david takes a knee and ties off the bandage, and looking up at quentin in that too big jacket the whole thing strikes him as a macabre rendition of a kid's first day at school. almost makes a joke about him growing into the jacket, but quentin speaks first and david snorts. ]
Still have a jacket I could've given you in that one.
[ very technically speaking. what a comedian. ]
Explains why we've been having it so easy.
[ trapper's not exactly a tough killer to go against, not anymore, but they really haven't had to worry much. david couldn't work out why he barely saw the guy until now. ]
[ david takes a knee and ties off the bandage, and looking up at quentin in that too big jacket the whole thing strikes him as a macabre rendition of a kid's first day at school. almost makes a joke about him growing into the jacket, but quentin speaks first and david snorts. ]
Still have a jacket I could've given you in that one.
[ very technically speaking. what a comedian. ]
[ messing with him a little might provide some levity to the situation but not playing keepsies with the warm clothing item. he pulls his shoulders up, trying to bury his face in his jacket as well and looking a bit like a turtle. ]
You're welcome, everybody.
[ hey, if it helped, it helped. he's less than pleased but pointing out that the entire trial is going pretty smoothly because someone couldn't stop finding amusement as his expense is silver lining to a bad situation. maybe he can get a couple of trials just playing into it before everyone's used to this being in his rotation now. it's less than pleasant and he certainly is pissed about it but theoretically he could spare dwight some hooks if he can get ghostface to mockingly pull his camera out long enough or something.
david on a knee looking up at him feels embarrassing in ways he can't really describe and put a finger on. this must look so pathetic and he feels incredibly small. he has to look elsewhere until he's done. then he's putting weight on that foot to straighten out with a small wince. it'll heal, it always does here- faster than it should, and there's no concern from him placed on damaging anything by walking around on an ankle that's punctured to shit. ]
You have shoes with that too. Rub it in, why don't you?
You're welcome, everybody.
[ hey, if it helped, it helped. he's less than pleased but pointing out that the entire trial is going pretty smoothly because someone couldn't stop finding amusement as his expense is silver lining to a bad situation. maybe he can get a couple of trials just playing into it before everyone's used to this being in his rotation now. it's less than pleasant and he certainly is pissed about it but theoretically he could spare dwight some hooks if he can get ghostface to mockingly pull his camera out long enough or something.
david on a knee looking up at him feels embarrassing in ways he can't really describe and put a finger on. this must look so pathetic and he feels incredibly small. he has to look elsewhere until he's done. then he's putting weight on that foot to straighten out with a small wince. it'll heal, it always does here- faster than it should, and there's no concern from him placed on damaging anything by walking around on an ankle that's punctured to shit. ]
You have shoes with that too. Rub it in, why don't you?
[ david opens his mouth to protest steve's tone, explain that actually he's very smart and it was a great idea, but he sees the gate past him and, well. it's less of a decision so much as he's only capable of holding one thought in his head at a time right now-- ]
[ and then he hears his heart (his? sources seem to disagree) pounding in his ears followed by approaching wheezes and warped carnival music, and steve doesn't have to push him for him to get moving. checks over his shoulder to make sure steve's behind him as he sprints for the gate. ]
[ thank fuck it's a straight shot, because he can barely see a thing with the way that pink fog warps his vision and makes him scream. god he hates this fucking guy. ]
[ and then he hears his heart (his? sources seem to disagree) pounding in his ears followed by approaching wheezes and warped carnival music, and steve doesn't have to push him for him to get moving. checks over his shoulder to make sure steve's behind him as he sprints for the gate. ]
[ thank fuck it's a straight shot, because he can barely see a thing with the way that pink fog warps his vision and makes him scream. god he hates this fucking guy. ]
[ he doesn't get up from the floor just yet, mostly because part of him's distracted trying to think of anything else he can do to help quentin through the final stretch of this trial. maybe if they rifle around they could find some boots or something, but that feels like a dangerous thing to be doing during a trial, especially one where the killer has a special interest in one of them. ]
Guess the Entity has favourites. How're your hands?
[ best thing to do, he figures, is try and keep quentin out of sight. trapper's gonna get mad if he sees they messed with his entertainment. maybe david can put the kid on a gen and take the chase if trapper shows, but he's got no idea if quentin can even manage working on one right now. ]
[ gloves might be easier to find, less worry about sizes. might just make mental notes of where stuff is around ormond in case quentin, or any of the others, end up sent here in similar situations. seen a few of them sent out in pyjamas before. ]
Guess the Entity has favourites. How're your hands?
[ best thing to do, he figures, is try and keep quentin out of sight. trapper's gonna get mad if he sees they messed with his entertainment. maybe david can put the kid on a gen and take the chase if trapper shows, but he's got no idea if quentin can even manage working on one right now. ]
[ gloves might be easier to find, less worry about sizes. might just make mental notes of where stuff is around ormond in case quentin, or any of the others, end up sent here in similar situations. seen a few of them sent out in pyjamas before. ]
[ since David hasn’t picked himself up just yet, quentin uses him as balance once he moved off the wall. a hand leaning on his shoulder until he got properly adjusted enough for decent balance. he’s careful not to linger and moves away to the door to lean on the frame and peek around it. he’s walked on trapper injuries before but the added fact that his feet are blue, red, and numb from being bare in the snow are a new test of tolerance. He thinks he can run. Probably. Not well but whatever.
He’s already pulling the nearest furniture drawer open as quietly as he can to rummage in there, hoping for something like a sock or a hell he’ll even take someone’s old moth eaten underpants and wrap it around his foot. All he finds, like all he ever finds, is more damn medical supplies. He shakes a bottle of pills next to his ear and sticks them in the pocket of David’s jacket. ]
I’m sure as shit not one of them. Uh…
[ His hands are held in front of his face, red with tinted purple nails. He flex’s his fingers carefully. Numb to the point of not feeling the tips. Icy. He knows what David is really asking though and it’s “are you still useful?” ]
Fine. Workable.
He’s already pulling the nearest furniture drawer open as quietly as he can to rummage in there, hoping for something like a sock or a hell he’ll even take someone’s old moth eaten underpants and wrap it around his foot. All he finds, like all he ever finds, is more damn medical supplies. He shakes a bottle of pills next to his ear and sticks them in the pocket of David’s jacket. ]
I’m sure as shit not one of them. Uh…
[ His hands are held in front of his face, red with tinted purple nails. He flex’s his fingers carefully. Numb to the point of not feeling the tips. Icy. He knows what David is really asking though and it’s “are you still useful?” ]
Fine. Workable.
Good. I was worried I was gonna have to hold your hands to warm 'em up.
[ they don't... look great, but getting him on a generator is probably a better use of time. then they can get out of here and deposit quentin by the campfire. ]
[ no heartbeat, so david's gonna guess trapper's busy resetting all the traps meg broke, so they should be good. he pulls himself to his feet and looks at quentin, a slight frown of concern at the way he's moving. ]
You good to move or you wanna see if there's something we can put on your feet round here?
[ it's a lodge after all, there's gotta be at least some socks somewhere. ]
[ they don't... look great, but getting him on a generator is probably a better use of time. then they can get out of here and deposit quentin by the campfire. ]
[ no heartbeat, so david's gonna guess trapper's busy resetting all the traps meg broke, so they should be good. he pulls himself to his feet and looks at quentin, a slight frown of concern at the way he's moving. ]
You good to move or you wanna see if there's something we can put on your feet round here?
[ it's a lodge after all, there's gotta be at least some socks somewhere. ]
You still can if you want.
[ It's stated with this half-grin and his hands are held out as a mock offer before he shrugs and puts them back in the jackets pockets to keep them as warm as possible without David even answering.
He's still looking around himself, not a full search just peeking in without expecting to find anything. Quentin nods at the question. The last thing he wants to be is a useless liability here. It's important the others get out. ]
I actually think anything that would go on my feet would be downstairs. You know where those shelves and cubby lockers are downstairs on the side? But that's going to eat at our time and it's pretty exposed.
[ He starts moving to the door again. ] I can move. It's fine. My foot probably won't fall off if we're going fast or I can just look by myself to not weigh you down here.
[ It's stated with this half-grin and his hands are held out as a mock offer before he shrugs and puts them back in the jackets pockets to keep them as warm as possible without David even answering.
He's still looking around himself, not a full search just peeking in without expecting to find anything. Quentin nods at the question. The last thing he wants to be is a useless liability here. It's important the others get out. ]
I actually think anything that would go on my feet would be downstairs. You know where those shelves and cubby lockers are downstairs on the side? But that's going to eat at our time and it's pretty exposed.
[ He starts moving to the door again. ] I can move. It's fine. My foot probably won't fall off if we're going fast or I can just look by myself to not weigh you down here.
Might as well have a quick look on the way out.
[ david pats quentin on the arm, following behind him. he doesn't want to stop and search through the place, but there's nothing wrong with slowing down a little to glance over the shelves and the lockers. ]
[ though... maybe he should take point on that. knowing quentin he'll probably end up with a million medical supplies and no footwear. somehow not even a bandage to use for makeshift socks. ]
[ david pats quentin on the arm, following behind him. he doesn't want to stop and search through the place, but there's nothing wrong with slowing down a little to glance over the shelves and the lockers. ]
[ though... maybe he should take point on that. knowing quentin he'll probably end up with a million medical supplies and no footwear. somehow not even a bandage to use for makeshift socks. ]
Okay. Thanks.
[ There’s a breath of relief in the middle of his words, even if there’s some guilt there David’s going to slow down. He wasn’t looking forward to snow feet round 2.
Taking point would have been a good idea considering they’re upstairs and that’s downstairs. Quentin’s slow but he’s moving just fine. Just fine. Down the stairs and… then down the stairs a lot faster with nothing to break the fall after losing balance after the landing and unintentionally fast-vaulting the rest of the way down in a rolling mess of limbs.
To his credit, he gets back up himself. Quentin keeps moving towards the lockers in a zig-zag, breathing heavily and holding his head. His other hand held out towards David. ]
Ow… Fuck. You never saw that, okay?
[ There’s a breath of relief in the middle of his words, even if there’s some guilt there David’s going to slow down. He wasn’t looking forward to snow feet round 2.
Taking point would have been a good idea considering they’re upstairs and that’s downstairs. Quentin’s slow but he’s moving just fine. Just fine. Down the stairs and… then down the stairs a lot faster with nothing to break the fall after losing balance after the landing and unintentionally fast-vaulting the rest of the way down in a rolling mess of limbs.
To his credit, he gets back up himself. Quentin keeps moving towards the lockers in a zig-zag, breathing heavily and holding his head. His other hand held out towards David. ]
Ow… Fuck. You never saw that, okay?
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