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wknd 0; saturday

[concoctive]

[ this place is a wreck, holy shit. alfyn crosses into the theater cautiously as he looks around, unhitching his axe from where he'd strapped it into his belt underneath the green vest he's put on. it's less intended as a weapon at the moment and more that he plans on using it to catch himself if he has to, or move debris out of the way if something comes crashing down. ]

There's really not anything in this village that isn't falling apart, huh... we're gonna have to watch our steps in all the buildings, but this one looks a stiff breeze from falling on our heads...

[killies]

[ oh this is such a cute catchall theme ]

Seriously. I was thinking this is the biggest building, so it would be nice if could be fixed up a little bit. Like a home base.

[concoctive]

[ holds it up!!! it's been a challenge for characters i don't know as well but that's always fun. ]

It's pretty defensible looking, right? At least on the outside. If we can get things fixed up it might be more doable, but as-is... eugh.

[killies]

... As is... Maybe just for meetings.

[concoctive]

[ squints... and feels himself joining her in a headache, probably. ]

Plenty of room for it. I don't think any of those pages said anything about wood carving or carpentry as skills, but maybe someone's got some experience at it. Replace some stuff?

[killies]

I talked to one guy who said he knew how to do repairs because he was from a citadel that's always adding rooms.

[ failed to get his name though. ]

[concoctive]

There's a start. I'm alright at manual labor if I get a little guidance on where to put things, so maybe that'll help out.

[ cautiously tests his weight on some boards, wincing when they groan. ]

Better this place than cramming everybody into the creepy place with the coffins, though.

[killies]

I don't mind helping out, but I'm the same. I'd need a little guidance on what to do.

[ hah. ]

Yeah, I want to avoid that place as much as I can.

[concoctive]

So maybe the guy that's used to expansion will know what we can do with all this..?

[ ha...haha. scootches along the floor carefully. ]

Nothing good's gonna come outta there. Might be better to just bar the door, it gives me the heebie jeebies.

[killies]

I talked about it with him... but even if he's willing, anything we have to work with belongs to everyone. [ she tests the floor with one foot and watches it give under pressure. mmmm don't like that.] I don't want people fighting over how we use our resources.

[ mostly because that sounds annoying. ]

... You've heard the sounds coming from there, right?

[concoctive]

Plenty of villages and towns back home have fallen to in-fighting over resources after being hit by disasters and wars... [ he glances over her way, eyes dropping down to where she steps, before trying to take a few more steps. he's heavier, so if certain areas can take his weight she should be safe - he'll keep going. ] There's, what? Forty of us? Not a lot for a village, but a lot once resources come up.

[ it would be annoying. and dangerous. ]

The scratching, right?

[killies]

Oh, God. I hope they don't want us here to just play villagers...

[ bleck. she's kind of following after him, trying to memorize where the floor is sturdiest. lol. ]

... Yeah. Uh, have you heard any other... sounds? Coming from nothing?

[concoctive]

It'd make sense to bring together a whole bunch of folk that've got lots of skills. But I'm not keen on it, either.

[ he'll be the guinea pig it's fine, he's sturdy. he pokes at a board with the end of his axe. ]

In a few different places. Lots of kitchen clattering in the food place, and the bell in the church scared the shit out of me.

[killies]

[ okay, first thought isn't great, but the second thought makes her relax a little bit. ]

Okay, good.

[concoctive]

[ he takes note of that, but doesn't dive deeper. not right now when they're preoccupied. ]

Kinda waiting to hear talking where there's nobody, at this point, but I still got a lotta ground to cover.

[killies]

Oh, uh... There... might be a place like that.

[concoctive]

... been that way, huh?

Never a great sign.

[killies]

I hate not being able to find what's making all that noise.

[concoctive]

The grey-haired guy, Caelus, we tried moving the coffins around to see if there was anything in them or under. Mentioned something about... speakers?

I dunno, we don't have that kind of stuff in Orsterra.

[killies]

I thought about that too. Like maybe there was a pressure or light sensor so it knew when to stop when you go looking for the source.

[ she pauses like. should she explain speakers. no caelus brought them up so he probably explained. then she thinks about her conversations with caelus and is like. would he explain?

it's like an awkwardly long pause while she thinks about this. anyway. ]

It was worth checking, anyway.

[concoctive]

[ alfyn did not ask and just rolled with it so he still has no idea what the hell speakers are. it's fine. he'll learn what it is if he needs to, is his philosophy so far about some of the stuff that people have mentioned.

vibes through the pause, carefully leading the way across the floor. ]

That was kinda what I was thinking - the sensor thing. We do have those. Usually they're for boobytraps, though, not... for shits 'n giggles?

[killies]

We might be lucky there aren't traps all over this place, now that you mention it.

[ toeing at the ground........ ]

Unless you count falling through the floor.

[concoctive]

I'd kinda count it? Though I dunno if it was intentional or it's just not someone's priority to keep stuff nice. Friend of mine, he got dropped down into a pit on purpose when we weren't with him.

He got rescued, at least, but... uh, she had rope to drop down to him. Don't think any of us have that? Unless we tied our cult robes together into a rope.

[killies]

Better than nothing... [ the tying robes idea. ]

Wait, dropped into a pit on purpose? [ explain. ]

[concoctive]

Not his on purpose, at least. See, the Professor likes to talk. And not, like, to talk over you? He just enjoys teaching, and talking at length about stuff. So he's kinda easy to trick or distract.

So this guy we were trying to stop from doing shady stuff kinda just. Opened a trapdoor under him and dropped his ass into a pit that one of his students had to get him out of. But he was just gonna stay down there for however long, apparently?