POST-TRIAL LOOSE ENDS & SHARING

[trashmouthtozier]

[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.

Comments

[trashmouthtozier]

Yeah, the clown.

[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.

[velocirainbow]

Dat's really dramatic, but kinda cool. It's like you always carryin' part'a your Tribe!

[ 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.

[trashmouthtozier]

I didn't even think of it that way.

[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?

[velocirainbow]

[ Cielo's eyes practically light up. Talk about his leader? Boy, would he love to. ]

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?"