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Papyrus ([personal profile] spaghettimonster) wrote in [community profile] middaeg2019-10-28 01:45 pm

RUE YOUR LONG SLUMBER (open)

Who: Papyrus - and YOU
When: Octeuril, after the full moon
Where: A hospital, the Coven, around Aefenglom generally
What: Catch-all for the month
Warnings: Recovery from his long illness, possibly discussion of Dorchacht and Fright Night unpleasantness, will update as needed


The best laid plans of dogs and skeletons oft go awry, especially when they've been kidnapped by magic into another world. In a strange new world, you never know what mysterious malady may waylay you - whether it's losing your own magic, turning into a werewolf, or even a very persistent illness.

Back in the start of Septeril, Papyrus had every intention of going along for the Dorchacht trip and seeing for himself the waking truth of that city. He signed up, he made plans... and then he got bulldozed by a fever that knocked him directly into a hospital bed for weeks on end.

Well, maybe someone found him and brought him there. He doesn't remember the fine details of it very well, having spent a majority of the time asleep. Even the flashes of emotions and images across the bond from Chandra - heated moments of combat, argument, or, uh, stuff she cut off quickly... Those woke him up a little bit, but never for long. Enough to send back curiosity, concern, encouragement, and leak more than a little disgruntled irritation about being bed-bound, before he dozing off again.


💀 RECUPERATION, REHABILITATION, REHABITATION
Whatever it was, it was definitely a real illness, and not just his anxiety about it all getting the better of him. Papyrus would never choose to sleep so long! And so he's happy to tell anyone who will listen, now that he is, thankfully, recovering. Something about the upheaval of Fright Night, with the effects of the mist making for one of the worst full moons the city has ever experienced, breaks the worst of his illness. Having mostly-skeletal wings sprout from his back makes it even harder to sleep on his back, too.

Over the next few days he recovers enough to use his watch again, start moving around, and chat with his fellow patients. There's no shortage of reasons why people might be in at the hospital right now, after all - injuries from the recent full moon, people concerned about the effects of the mist, or those just visiting others.

The hospital holds him for observation a few days, to make sure the fever doesn't return, and to guide him through a little physical therapy. Skeletons may not have muscles to deteriorate, but even bones can get stiff from lying around too much... And, well. The wings fade with the mist, but the rest of the changes stick around, and they take a little getting used it.


💀 THE AFTERMATH
It's a few days after the full moons, and Papyrus is mostly recovered... but nothing's back to normal.

The city's changed over the last several weeks. Far more unhappy faces, with far more people who scowl and turn away at the sight of him. There's so few skeletons around that there's no question if he's one of the Mirrorbound, after all. And, awkwardly, the hospital, Coven, and the residential Haven are all in the aristocratic district - surrounded by the most irritable humans.

And his slow physical transformation continued while he mostly slept, and now there's an undeniable amount of fur on his bones, and his legs are far more canine. Even more canine than some of the dogs he's known! If he didn't have a little practice with it thanks to the more vivid dreams, it would really be tripping him up. As it is, he only stumbles when he's surprised by an abruptly slammed door, or other gesture of lingering anger.

"Oh my god," Papyrus complains at one point to the world at large, "what's gotten into everyone?" Surely it didn't get this bad just over the last couple of days, and he's heard things about Fright Night from messages sent out by watch... But what else did he miss while he slept?


💀 I HAVE TO MAKE EVERYONE GIVE UP GIVING UP!
Ultimately, it seems that people are being angry and scared of others in the same obnoxious way anyone ever does. And let no one say that Papyrus is incapable of being obnoxious in turn.

Having been in the hospital so long, all his part-time jobs are filled and moving on without him. He finds himself at loose ends, thinking about ethics and unacceptable behavior, when the brilliant idea strikes: clearly, the city has gone downhill so hard and so fast because they've been missing out on his guidance. Or, maybe it's not so direct a cause and effect, but they could at least benefit from his input! Regardless of how wanted it is.

So he goes around the streets on walks and jogs, talking about how great he is... and how great everyone else is, too. A glaring and whispering human who sees Mirrorbound and makes rude comments? Papyrus is sure they're better than that, and admires how much they must care about everyone, given how worried they are for peoples' wellbeing! Post a message on the watch that sounds self-disparaging and defeatist? Papyrus will appear, with positivity and encouragement.

Maybe you're one of the people suddenly subjected to Papyrus' help, or a bystander taking in the whole scene, or maybe you're stepping in to try troubleshooting his methods. He has the energy to do this for days, especially after all that sleeping.


💀 WILDCARD
[As always, if you have another prompt in mind, feel free to shoot it my way - we can chat via pm or plurk, or you can toss it up and I'll see if it works for me!]
fieryimpulse: (I Got You)

[personal profile] fieryimpulse 2019-11-07 11:31 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sure, yeah. We...definitely did some real damage to the city's slaving infrastructure."

Chandra does seem kind of proud of that. She had definitely burned a lot of stuff, and cracked and destroyed other things. It was a good time.

"The Resistance was taking over where we left off, once we had to return to the city. So, honestly I think it'll all be better. Even if there are refugees having to make the trip here, and terrorists trying to get back at us for what we did."
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[personal profile] fieryimpulse 2019-11-10 08:02 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm sure."

Chandra smiles warmly, and finally walks the rest of the way over, putting a hand on Papyrus's bony shoulder. She has...thoughts...but they're kind of muddled. She's glad to see him up and about, really. He's got good, hopeful, energy.

"So..." she begins somewhat awkwardly. "You're up and about, and that means we should celebrate."

With that, she grins and looks down the street.

"Is there anything you've been dying to do, cooped up like you have been? Or eat. My treat."
fieryimpulse: (Leaning)

[personal profile] fieryimpulse 2019-11-11 08:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, let's start with food. I did see a stall in the market that has some fried stuff that sounded good. Fish, chicken, but it's all on a stick."

Which is pretty novel, lets be honest.

"I was going to head there sometime this week to try it, and it's a good walk away, so you can stretch."

...She pauses, looking at his legs.

"...And maybe we'll find a squirrel or something you can chase around on the way."
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[personal profile] fieryimpulse 2019-11-12 09:50 am (UTC)(link)
"I guess I have, haven't I?"

Chandra can't help but sound a touch amused. He's not wrong, exactly. Though she's never really spent a ton of time around dogs, she figures that's the case. They can't be that different from cats, right?

"Every skeleton has his day I guess. Just don't ask me to scratch behind your non-existent ears."

She's kidding, of course, and it's an easy kind of banter.
fieryimpulse: Hollowart (PB Maybe Nah)

[personal profile] fieryimpulse 2019-11-13 09:18 am (UTC)(link)
"We'll see..."

Chandra gives him a teasing look, reaching her arm around to pull the lanky bag of fuzzy bones into a shoulder hug. It's brief, but the contact is nice. She's missed that. Even if he isn't exactly the softest to the touch.

"I have to wonder, can a skeletal turnskin get fleas? Would they have anything to nibble on, or would you be free of that..."

Questions for the ages...

"Have you had your first full change yet, actually?"
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[personal profile] fieryimpulse 2019-11-14 07:04 am (UTC)(link)
Chandra...has no idea that this is troubling him. She just keeps on walking, listening quietly...but when he lets out that pun, she stops.

Turns.

And stares at him with the flattest possible look.

"...That was absolutely the worst pun I've ever heard."
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[personal profile] fieryimpulse 2019-11-15 06:38 am (UTC)(link)
"The worst."

She...maintains a stony face for all of...maybe ten seconds before she bursts out laughing. Absolutely bursting out laughing.

Why? Because...

"...The look on your face!"
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[personal profile] fieryimpulse 2019-11-15 07:36 am (UTC)(link)
"We'll see..."

Chandra, smugly, grins at him. She's a bit of a shitter sometimes.

"I make no promises, if you keep telling groaners like those."
fieryimpulse: Hollowart (PB Serious)

[personal profile] fieryimpulse 2019-11-16 08:24 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah."

Chandra follows along, letting the matter lapse back to the serious stuff.

"One of the Turnskins I know went ballistic one night and tried to bite my head off. Which, by the way, silver is something you're gonna want to avoid. It burns Turnskins as bad, or worse, than fire just by a touch."

At that, she reaches to her belt and pulls out a long silver dagger. And keeps it very, very far from him.

"I've carried this since I wound up on Innistrad. There were werewolves crawling all over that place, and it seemed like a smart idea. Probably the only reason Fang didn't bite me and I didn't gut her is because even a slight touch burns."
fieryimpulse: Hollowart (PB Nah)

[personal profile] fieryimpulse 2019-11-17 09:58 am (UTC)(link)
"Sorry. It...wasn't really scary at the time. I was just real mad."

Surprise, surprise, Chandra was angry at something. It's almost like it's her default emotion.

"But yeah, I'm okay. I also figured out teleportation so I can get away, if I really want win. You don't have to worry about me, Papyrus."
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[personal profile] fieryimpulse 2019-11-19 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
Arlinn was cool and super helpful before she showed up on this plane. She brought wolves to the crazy planeswalker war. And Fang just has perfect hair.

"Yep."

Chandra grins. Not at all abashed by this.

"Though it's not a temptation, it's just a thing I'm doing now. Like, appearing out of a fiery portal tends to make people jump, you know?"
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[personal profile] fieryimpulse 2019-11-21 05:45 am (UTC)(link)
"The real question is....how would you feel if I started doing that?"

The pyromancer, of course, has a mischievous smirk plastered all over her face.

Is she gonna? Yes, 100%. But if it bothers him for real, then she will leave him be.
fieryimpulse: (Default)

I think maybe we can phase this out? I'm wanting to start new stuff here soon and wrap old

[personal profile] fieryimpulse 2019-11-22 05:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Don't worry. I do intend to keep my skeleton on the inside."

So, she has that at least.

"Anyway! Here's that stall. So let's eat!"