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camppetoskey2018-06-16 07:53 pm
trashmouthtozier) wrote in camppetoskey2018-06-16 07:53 pm
POST-TRIAL LOOSE ENDS & SHARING
[that night, after a KO'd Eddie has been brought back to Cabin 3 to recuperate and everyone has scattered, Richie returns to the campfire with a book tucked under his arm, and a flashlight. he's not thinking about bringing supplies for s'mores, or hot dogs, or burgers, or any of that, not this week. so if anyone wants to show up with food, they're welcome. if anyone has appetites.
this week, he's focused on the remnants of a word he scribbled in the dirt earlier, flipping through the book he found on Thursday. he exhales, slowly, looking like he might just be sick all over again, no matter how tired he is. the makeshift scarf Cielo made him is draped over his shoulders to keep away any evening chill]
Oh, God. I ... I know what they said, you guys.
this week, he's focused on the remnants of a word he scribbled in the dirt earlier, flipping through the book he found on Thursday. he exhales, slowly, looking like he might just be sick all over again, no matter how tired he is. the makeshift scarf Cielo made him is draped over his shoulders to keep away any evening chill]
Oh, God. I ... I know what they said, you guys.
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Hey... I'm sorry, mon.
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[he sniffs]
Me, too. I ... I don't even know what to do. I just know I don't want anyone else to die.
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What can he say? How can he lie to him? Tell him, "I die in the end anyway, and so do all my friends?" ... No, he won't say that. Eventually, he just puts on a big smile, as he is wont to do. ]
Hey... it's gonna be okay. We'll... figure somethin' out. Ja? Dat's what comrades do. ... Actually, gimmie a second.
[ He'll disappear into Cabin 2, and then come back out with a bucket of orange paint. ]
See dis? Dis color's pretty much de best color anybody could eva wear! Only de Embryon Tribe's allowed to wear dis. An' I'm gwon make all of you members. ... I don't think our leader'll mind, he's a real cool guy. Kinda like Ren.
[ Super cool, being an ice user. Anyway, he motions to his uniform, which has that orange splashed onto it. ]
If we all wearin' orange, maybe we be more united, right? 'Cause our problem up to now been how divided we are. At least... dat's what I think.
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So - it's the same thing. I think we need reminders to ... to stick together. Because it's when we fall apart that shit goes wrong. That's how we almost lost our friend Bev, too. And ... it was my fault we almost did, too.
[so he may be projecting a little bit of that anger and grief about Talcott, too, like you do when you're fourteen and full of emotions and hormones and dumb]
So let's do it. Let's wear orange.
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[ He grins. ]
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This. Definitely. And ... do you think we could figure out a way to do my glasses?
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[ He grins. ]
De scarf, we can do now.
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... Wish Bill had thought of something like this, instead.
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Why, you guys do somethin' different?
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Yeah ... did you hear me and Eddie telling everyone about It, last week?
[he figures he'd better ask, since ... he hadn't realized Lenka wasn't there, and it had led to some confusion during art time]
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Uh... a lot happened last week, mon. I think so? I... I dunno.
[ To be honest, he got so wrapped up, he kinda lost it last week for a bit. ]
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[he sighs]
Made sense at the time, but s'a pain in the ass here. Anyway, when we all thought It was dead, we ... made a promise. That if It wasn't dead when the next cycle came around, in 20-something years, we'd come back and fight It again.
[he holds out his left hand, showing off the scar on his palm]
Bill had us all cut our hands, and swear on it.
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[ He nods. ]
De, uh... clown thing. Dat word feels so familiar to me wheneva I say it, jus'... I dunno why.
[ He has no context for "clown" but it feels right. ]
He had you cut your hands? Isn't dat kinda... violent?
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[as he's dunking the scarf in the paint, watching it seep into the fabric, mesmorized by the way the liquid moves]
I didn't really think about it at the time. I guess? I mean ... that's the way people make hardcore promises, in books and movies and stuff, all the time. Blood brothers, stuff like that. It made it more dramatic.
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[ He'll get a stick and prop it up, buried in the sand, so the scarf will have someplace to drip once they fish it out. ]
Here.
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[he pauses, realizing he was holding Bill's hand on one side, Eddie on the other]
... One of my friends, Bill. He was kind of our leader. I ... I'm nowhere near as smart as he was. There are so many days here when I wish I was. When I could figure more things out. Do you ever feel like that about your, uh... your Comrades?
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Oh, man, all de time! Serph is like, sooooo smart. He solved dese water pump mazes like a serious pro, we all had'ta wear air tanks and everythin' an' dere were dese huuuuuge whirlpools in de sewers, an' he jus' figured out how de place ran an' got us through it.
[ He chuckles. ]
An' he always rememberin' de resistances an' de weaknesses of our enemies, you know? I ain't dat smart. I can't remember dat stuff... I'm jus' all, "how high you want me to jump?"