Well, a little bit after that's sent, Pestilence is going to wander over to where Boothill is. They are holding onto the drawing he sent and is staring at it. ]
[ sometime after the crow nearly breaks its beak pecking at boothill's metal, famine will wander over. they hold up the drawing to be eye level so that they can look at it and boothill at the same time ]
[ boothill has somehow managed not to waste his bullets on these birds. he has definitely tried to throw silverware at famine's.
boothill is sitting outside of the barn on a hay bale. he's carving into a little hand-sized piece of wood he broke off of a tree with a fruit knife. he leaves these on the hay bale and stands up when famine approaches. ]
Should'a known it'd be you first. Had ta' get y'all's attention somehow. There a place we can talk?
[ boothill is sitting on a bench near the pyre, carving something out of wood with a fruit knife. it's a little more finished than it was when famine met him—it has little ears and a pointed nose. ]
Yeah, well. Didn't hit the books much when I was knee high to a grasshopper.
[ boothill is still carving! the wood piece now has thin little legs and a puffy chest.
since it seems like you're asking for this. he is also way too on edge. both things get dropped as he turns on a dime and aims his gun right where war's voice emerged behind him. ]
boothill is in the same place that the others found him in. the wood piece is finished now, with a fluffy tail. it's a wolf! he puts it on a wood crate nearby along with his knife and stands up to meet death. ]
[ they can meet in the penthouse since he's probably keeping to himself this week, c+ps this
The penthouse, as one might expect of... a penthouse, is more spacious than the studios and built out with actual rooms. It's modestly furnished and nondescript to the point of emptiness: austere, wooden furniture and plain windows, impossibly fogged and streaked with water, even if the weather outside is clear; the sound of rain persists. Atop the desks are tidy lines of jars filled with looted supplies from the pharmacy, tools from the hospital, vials in a stand, and a stack of notes. It's neat, academic, and impersonal. There's also a small, whittled statue of a wolf to the far side.
The 'decor' is otherwise limited to flowers. Drying from the ceiling, dying in vases, dropping petals that decay and vanish before they strike the ground. Two lotuses set in a china bowl, one starting to wrinkle and wither. His Death mask is hung up, but beside it is another fashioned firmly on one of the walls, as though grafted in, swollen onto the wood like a tick to skin. Basically these are the vibes, except less cozy and more surreal, gritty and strange as any of the other rooms. There's some couches and a TV too, for convenience.
ANYWAY nehan is working at his desk, but boothill is welcome to come in. ]
[ 🥺 these descriptions are so lovely... and here is boothill coming through the door wearing a puffy aviator jacket, matching sunglasses, and a plastic yellow crown over the band of his cowboy hat. he also has a case of beers in one hand—better quality than the ones they had before.
his head swivels to take in the view as the door comes closed behind him. he gives a whistle. ]
You sure did make this place yours, huh? Feels kinda... damp in here.
[ he strides on over to his desk and rudely looks at everything. ]
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scien is going through the scaresco electronics section. he already has a full shopping cart of machinery and gadgets and is pondering over another really big tv. or some heavyass laundry machine. just something bulky and gigantic
when he hears boothill approach the vibe is oh! like getting an idea ]
[ he's over in the penthouse again, which looks a little different; it has a visible dining area and an extra few rooms, and since the last time boothill visited there are some keychains over by the wolf figurine. ]
It's still W5, so the wizard man still jumps very mildly when someone starts screaming into the hole and summons his ass into view. GOD!!!!!!!!!! The feelings that waft up are reflexive startle, embarrassment, then annoyance about the embarrassment.]
[ scien's not around for a while with essek's arrival and everything
but he will eventually start to head back toward the lab at some point. when he sees boothill, he nods in acknowledgement but it quickly turns into a yawn ]
[ he starts a little when scien calls out to him, like he hadn't expected to see anyone—or maybe he was lost in thought for once. he strides up to him. ]
You saw me yappin' in the bar earlier, didn't ya'?
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On second thought, looked like you were nappin' quite a bit.
[The way this is now in person in the blink of an eye, I'm losing my whole mind. At least Boothill lost the chance to scream down the hole and scare the piss outta him this time.
[ they can meet up at the penthouse, though it's divided more in two now. nehan's side of things is largely the same as it was, just condensed. he's not surprised to see boothill, considering he'd told him he'd come visit. ]
[ boothill is taking in the information... doing the math... not, but he does notice the change. this place get smaller? he wants to say, but the situation is a little more delicate than that. he stops looking around and meets nehan's eye instead. again, he's standing at a comfortable distance. ]
I'm here to apologize to ya'.
[ a sorry from a murdering space cowboy... but he has his principles. ]
I shouldn't have handled you like that, or been as angry as I was. I assumed a lot of stuff about you to boot. Ain't right, a grown man actin' that way.
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week 0, tuesday
Well, a little bit after that's sent, Pestilence is going to wander over to where Boothill is. They are holding onto the drawing he sent and is staring at it. ]
Is this Cloud and Pickles?
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Sure is. [ do you like it 🥺 ] Y'all're fast. Purple friend a'yours said y'all lived nearby. They weren't foolin'.
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week 0 thursday
You're an art prodigy.
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boothill is sitting outside of the barn on a hay bale. he's carving into a little hand-sized piece of wood he broke off of a tree with a fruit knife. he leaves these on the hay bale and stands up when famine approaches. ]
Should'a known it'd be you first. Had ta' get y'all's attention somehow. There a place we can talk?
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week 0, thursday
They come by, staring at the drawing, then looking at him. ]
You're really into drawing...
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Yeah, well. Didn't hit the books much when I was knee high to a grasshopper.
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week 0, thurs
anyhow, hope boothill enjoys being snuck up on because war appears behind him without any kind of footsteps at all. ]
An attempt was made, but I would not quit your usual job.
KILLS YOU AND ASSIGNS YOU DANA
since it seems like you're asking for this. he is also way too on edge. both things get dropped as he turns on a dime and aims his gun right where war's voice emerged behind him. ]
you found me...
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...You could use your words.
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boothill is in the same place that the others found him in. the wood piece is finished now, with a fluffy tail. it's a wolf! he puts it on a wood crate nearby along with his knife and stands up to meet death. ]
You want me to yell for ya'?
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The penthouse, as one might expect of... a penthouse, is more spacious than the studios and built out with actual rooms. It's modestly furnished and nondescript to the point of emptiness: austere, wooden furniture and plain windows, impossibly fogged and streaked with water, even if the weather outside is clear; the sound of rain persists. Atop the desks are tidy lines of jars filled with looted supplies from the pharmacy, tools from the hospital, vials in a stand, and a stack of notes. It's neat, academic, and impersonal. There's also a small, whittled statue of a wolf to the far side.
The 'decor' is otherwise limited to flowers. Drying from the ceiling, dying in vases, dropping petals that decay and vanish before they strike the ground. Two lotuses set in a china bowl, one starting to wrinkle and wither. His Death mask is hung up, but beside it is another fashioned firmly on one of the walls, as though grafted in, swollen onto the wood like a tick to skin. Basically these are the vibes, except less cozy and more surreal, gritty and strange as any of the other rooms. There's some couches and a TV too, for convenience.
ANYWAY nehan is working at his desk, but boothill is welcome to come in. ]
...Can I help you?
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his head swivels to take in the view as the door comes closed behind him. he gives a whistle. ]
You sure did make this place yours, huh? Feels kinda... damp in here.
[ he strides on over to his desk and rudely looks at everything. ]
It start rainin' while I was climbin' up?
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week 3, wednesday
[ hi boothill.....
pesto is here. or, at least, he will see an image of them through the hole. ]
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[ hi pesto... 🥺 long time no see ]
Didn't know we could see ya' down here. Where you broadcastin' from anyhow?
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week 3 weds
nehan is messing with some stuff in beakers over a bunsen burner that he stole from the hospital. ]
Can I help you?
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New science project?
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week 3, weds
anyway, war is here...... the image of war in this weird hole facetime. hocetime. facole. ]
You are quite loud, cowboy.
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he laughs! ]
I heard I could contact y'all from this thing. [ the fachole. ] Didn't ask how though. Could've just been a long tunnel for all I knew.
[ he tips his head like changing the angle would do something. nope. war is still there. ]
I can really see y'all, can't I? Karma said he threw rocks in here. You sure you wouldn't catch one if I gave it a shot?
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hi pesto's image will appear. she looks to be outside. ]
Why are you yelling?!
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week 5, sunday
scien is going through the scaresco electronics section. he already has a full shopping cart of machinery and gadgets and is pondering over another really big tv. or some heavyass laundry machine. just something bulky and gigantic
when he hears boothill approach the vibe is oh! like getting an idea ]
Cowboy, lend me your arms.
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boothill points at himself and then walks on over, thumbs in his beltloops. ]
There he is! Howdy there. What you need?
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week 5 sunday
Yes?
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[ oh cute... boothill walks over to look at them before he gets distracted by layout changes. ]
What happened in here? You renovated?
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week 5, sunday
It's still W5, so the wizard man still jumps very mildly when someone starts screaming into the hole and summons his ass into view. GOD!!!!!!!!!! The feelings that waft up are reflexive startle, embarrassment, then annoyance about the embarrassment.]
I'm surprised you didn't yell this time.
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I figured I wouldn't give y'all as much of a scare, but it don't look like it did much.
[ so next time he will yeehaw :) loudly. ]
Finally get to meet the man behind the mask myself! You sure do look different than what I was picturin' somehow.
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week 6, saturday
but he will eventually start to head back toward the lab at some point. when he sees boothill, he nods in acknowledgement but it quickly turns into a yawn ]
Yo, Cowboy. Got your voice back?
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You saw me yappin' in the bar earlier, didn't ya'?
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On second thought, looked like you were nappin' quite a bit.
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week 6, sat
FINALLY NOT STARTLED.]
Hello, cowboy.
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either way boothill is carrying a wholeass bottle of asdana's white oak with him. ]
Evenin'. You settled in yet?
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week 6 saturday
...Yes? What did you want to speak on?
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I'm here to apologize to ya'.
[ a sorry from a murdering space cowboy... but he has his principles. ]
I shouldn't have handled you like that, or been as angry as I was. I assumed a lot of stuff about you to boot. Ain't right, a grown man actin' that way.
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she will be here after he calls for her, twirling a staff in her hands. ]
Heya.
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How're you doin', Miss Pesto?
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week 7, saturday
scien is somewhere, horizontal. tapping away at his tablet even now but he'll look up when boothill approaches ]
Made a decision? Or just saying goodbye?
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I think I've made up my mind. I just wanna make sure before I say so. Ask a few things.
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