part 291 ghost girls in the closet of a well in Transylvania

[aphanon_meme]

October... greetings! Only one week~ or so until Halloween. I'm so so excited. I actually don't have any plans beyond "watch as many horror movies as possible while eating those candy dots that you peel off paper and drinking fresh apple cider" because Halloween falls on a Monday this year.. but the weekend before should be fun! Any plans! Are you

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[iceandheather]

[Netherlands? A werewolf? Bullshit.]

[But he does feel the need to have a word with him about this. Not knowing where he might be, he improvises: a coin tied to a length of string, and a spell to point his way.]

[It works well enough for a while; enough to bring him into the swamp. But after that while... Well. He's alone. In a swamp. Trying to navigate his way with a pendulum. And it's starting to get dark.]

Fuck.

[Snaps his fingers to produce a small light, and squints at the coin to see which way it's swinging. Where the hell is Netherlands...]

[dam_stijl]

[avoiding being seen by that damn light, that's what]

[oh, but then he sees it's norway and lets out a soft whistle]

[...he feels really unpresentable all of the sudden]

[iceandheather]

[Frowns. The coin's swinging wildly. It doesn't make any sense -- and then he hears a whistle.]

[That didn't sound like a bird.]

[Closes the light, and looks toward where that sound was.]

That you, is it?

[dam_stijl]

[he almost nods and catches himself]

Yeah. Look like shit, though.

[iceandheather]

That so.

[Makes his way - slowly - over toward him.]

Heard people think you're a werewolf or summat. What's this about, then.

[dam_stijl]

[huffs] Got covered in mud. [and his tone is very "let's not talk about it" because he's still pretty butthurt]

[just lights a smoke and waits - he's on a pretty good patch of ground, may as well stay]

Hell if I know. Got put on a list of suspects and no one'll listen to a damn bit of logic. They killed France, y'know.

[so yep, now he's out here in the swamp]

[iceandheather]

[A quiet sound, just acknowledging that he's listening, while he picks his way over. Then - oh.]

France? Again? Can't stay alive for more 'n a few months at a time, can he.

[Looks up when he finally reaches him, and raises an eyebrow. Netherlands wasn't joking; he does look like shit.]

[dam_stijl]

[barely laughs, not sure if it's because of the joke or if he's just glad to have someone sane around]

[rolls his eyes at that look]

I warned ya.

[iceandheather]

Aye, that y'did.

[He just wasn't expecting him to look quite so bad.]

[Quiets a bit, and schools his expression, not wanting to look troubled. Because he isn't. Except that he is.]

So. How long d'you reckon you can hold out here.

[dam_stijl]

[he won't mention it. he'll just smoke and shrug]

Depends on a lot-a shit. Why's that.

[iceandheather]

Just askin'.

[Quiet again. Doesn't look at him. He's thinking.]

If'n they went to the trouble, 'spect they won't stop until they get hold've you. Just matter've when, suppose.

[dam_stijl]

Mm.

[smokes and idly ashes, perfectly fine with that, and isn't surprised when norway finally speaks up again]

Or they find the real werewolves first.

[iceandheather]

... Hmmm. Or that, too.

[He has his doubts as to whether that's likely, but he won't say.]

You'd better plan on hidin' yourself right good. Can't be persuaded, those'uns.

[dam_stijl]

[he doesn't think it's likely either, but he's a perpetual downer like that]

I am. An' I know. [hmph] Coulda just kept France chained up overnight, goddamn.

[iceandheather]

Mm. 'Course they could. Don't use their damn heads, though.

[Looks away. Thinks. Bites his lip.]

If this plan've yourn goes wrong....

[He stops. Trails off. He isn't sure how to say it.]

[dam_stijl]

[...oh]

[his hand just pauses mid-ash, and for once he's glad to be filthy because he is blushing so damn hard]

Was wondering why ya came all the way out here.