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ph_logs2024-08-05 10:45 pm
hadnoright) wrote in ph_logs2024-08-05 10:45 pm
[OPEN] Who put me in your way to find?
Who: Daisy Tonner (hadnoright) & you!
What: Catch-All for Daisy
When: August
Where: The forest, the hot springs, downtown, etc.
Warnings: Violence, animal death/hunting, intrusive thoughts, nudity, others added as needed
1. What right had you not to let me die? [the forest]
Those who travel out into the forest during the day may find themselves running into a short, relatively petite human-looking woman bodily slamming into a deer or boar that's almost as big as she is. The creature hits the ground with surprising force and when the woman rises, it's whilst wiping the blood from her mouth and rolling her shoulders.
Most of the time, she already knows someone's there before they say a word. So, the animal-like energy to her posture melts away like it was never there at all and she turns toward her audience and says something like, "Don't mind me. Working."
Unless, that is, you've managed to actually sneak up on her. It's not an easy thing to do, but when she's in the heat of a Hunt tunnel vision can take its hold and it's in those moments where a sudden noise might make the Hunter's gaze snap towards it like a beast startled. And it's in those moments where Daisy is most distinctly inhuman, the odd yellow eyes and the teeth and the animal way she holds herself.
And it's in those moments that it takes all of Daisy's restraint not to give into the sound of blood pounding in her ears, telling her to attack. With a growl, she shakes her head and takes a step back. "Jesus fucking christ. Don't sneak around!"
2. Ooh but did I even know what I was asking for? [hot springs]
She doesn't get aches and pains like most people in her profession would after a while, but that doesn't mean the hot springs aren't relaxing in their own right. So, occasionally Daisy makes the trip up to the springs, strips down and slips into the water with zero modesty nor shame about the nudity.
There are scars all over her body, many in places that should've killed her if she hadn't already been long on the way to inhumanity by the time she took the damage that caused them. The biggest, a starburst-like scar marring the back of her shoulder, is only visible if you're looking when she sits up.
3. If I had my way, I'd have missed you more [downtown]
There is a large blonde wolf lying in the yard of Daisy and Erin's house. The wolf may appear at first glance to be asleep, but in reality if you look closer she's a little too visibly tuned into her surroundings for that. Still, she is relaxing. Sunbathing, even.
Occasionally, a Mawhile appears from another part of the garden to try and bite her tail. She seems completely unfazed by this.
Wildcard
Hit me up to plot something or just throw something at me.
hadnoright) & you!What: Catch-All for Daisy
When: August
Where: The forest, the hot springs, downtown, etc.
Warnings: Violence, animal death/hunting, intrusive thoughts, nudity, others added as needed
1. What right had you not to let me die? [the forest]
Those who travel out into the forest during the day may find themselves running into a short, relatively petite human-looking woman bodily slamming into a deer or boar that's almost as big as she is. The creature hits the ground with surprising force and when the woman rises, it's whilst wiping the blood from her mouth and rolling her shoulders.
Most of the time, she already knows someone's there before they say a word. So, the animal-like energy to her posture melts away like it was never there at all and she turns toward her audience and says something like, "Don't mind me. Working."
Unless, that is, you've managed to actually sneak up on her. It's not an easy thing to do, but when she's in the heat of a Hunt tunnel vision can take its hold and it's in those moments where a sudden noise might make the Hunter's gaze snap towards it like a beast startled. And it's in those moments where Daisy is most distinctly inhuman, the odd yellow eyes and the teeth and the animal way she holds herself.
And it's in those moments that it takes all of Daisy's restraint not to give into the sound of blood pounding in her ears, telling her to attack. With a growl, she shakes her head and takes a step back. "Jesus fucking christ. Don't sneak around!"
2. Ooh but did I even know what I was asking for? [hot springs]
She doesn't get aches and pains like most people in her profession would after a while, but that doesn't mean the hot springs aren't relaxing in their own right. So, occasionally Daisy makes the trip up to the springs, strips down and slips into the water with zero modesty nor shame about the nudity.
There are scars all over her body, many in places that should've killed her if she hadn't already been long on the way to inhumanity by the time she took the damage that caused them. The biggest, a starburst-like scar marring the back of her shoulder, is only visible if you're looking when she sits up.
3. If I had my way, I'd have missed you more [downtown]
There is a large blonde wolf lying in the yard of Daisy and Erin's house. The wolf may appear at first glance to be asleep, but in reality if you look closer she's a little too visibly tuned into her surroundings for that. Still, she is relaxing. Sunbathing, even.
Occasionally, a Mawhile appears from another part of the garden to try and bite her tail. She seems completely unfazed by this.
Wildcard
Hit me up to plot something or just throw something at me.
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"It is, but... it could always be worse," He lets out a huff of a dry laugh. "I could have found out on the day the barrier goes down. Could you imagine? I decide I'm leaving, I'm already to go, and now I've got to stop and decide if going back to things the way they were before is worth ending the world."
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"Mm. Yeah. That crossed my mind." She always knew on some level that it was better for him to know, but... it didn't make the question of how she was ever meant to bring this up any easier to answer.
Could he change anything, even if she had the knowledge to offer? Would going back make it inevitable, a story already set in motion that couldn't be changed? No butterfly wings flapping, just a railroad thundering ahead towards a set destination.
"If I knew more—" she starts and stops, because she doesn't. She sighs. "Most of it was you and Blackwood arguing with Basira. Some things never change."
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"That sounds about right. Figures that we'd still be bickering with each other, even after the world's fallen apart."
He hesitates, for a moment, before speaking again. The question is there, but it takes some effort to decide to ask it. He isn't sure that the answer is going to be something that will be easy for either of them to hear.
"...Did any of your tapes from the future tell you if you made it? I don't suppose there was... much of you left, if you were as bad off as it sounds."
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The hand on his shoulder finally falls away again, more out of concern that she'll claw him otherwise than anything else. Her teeth have already caught her tongue, again.
"That was. Pretty much all the tapes were, actually." Four tapes, sequential, from them finding Basira until... "When you and Blackwood caught up to Basira. She was Hunting me. Or, y'know. What was left."
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"...She fulfilled her promise."
cw: referenced cannibalism
"...yeah."
How many ways can you say a single word and have it feel different in your mouth than the last time? She groans, scrubs a hand roughly over her face as if she can wipe the memory away if she tries hard enough.
"I was Hunting old victims. Didn't matter which other Fear had 'em first. You caught up to me... gnawing on some poor bastard. She almost couldn't do it. Even after I nearly bit your leg off."
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He lets out a breath, slow and even. His heart isn't pounding so hard in his chest anymore - his nerves are fried, the strain bears down on him even still, but the inevitability sinks deeper in, numbing the stress slowly. Bitterness and something bordering on despondence isn't a great replacement, but it's better than terror.
"At least there's no rush to start looking in that direction. ...Martin is, though. During the dinner with Neil and I, the topic got brought up, and while we didn't stay on it long, it's clear he's expecting me to go back. How am I going to tell him about this?"
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"I don't know," she answers frankly. Took her long enough to tell Jon, after all, and right now their relationship is somehow less complicated than his and Martin's in many ways. "When I said I was from the future. He sort of. Jokingly asked about it. I blew it off as spoilers. But we barely know each other."
From his perspective, she's mostly just the scary Hunt lady who interrogated him once and wanted to kill his crush. And from hers, the last time they talked he'd been pissed at her for being too friendly. It's a weird mix.
"Can't avoid it forever, though. Not any more than I could. You two are..." Mmm, she really doesn't want to outright tell him that they were definitely together on those tapes, not when things are already messy with Martin and Neil. "You're like me and Basira. In some ways. You and me— we talked a bit. About what to do about how things changed. Not sure we ever figured it out. But even then. Whatever happened to us, it affected them. No way around it."
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He rolls that over in his mind for a quiet moment. There's a part of him that wants to joke back at her, Oh, so nearly-debilitatingly codependent, viciously protective of one another, occasionally feeling like a bit of a two-headed monster? It's for the best that he doesn't, however, even if he's still putting the pieces together on why that would be spectacularly hypocritical.
The perspective still prompts some gears to begin turning, however.
"No, you're right. Dodging it for too long will just put him in that same potential situation, if not a worse one, somehow," Jon agrees with a sigh. "I wish knowing it's the right thing to do made it any easier. None of this ever really gets any easier, though, does it?"
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She said what she said, Jon. You don't want her making a blunter comparison than that because you'll both come out of it feeling weird about the parallels between your relationship experiences.
"Nope. Never. Always hard, always messy. But that's the price. For having a choice."
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"...You're right. We all get a choice, even if it doesn't feel like one."
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Daisy lets out a shaky breath that could easily slide off either side into a cry or a laugh and bumps him with her shoulder. "Exactly. You taught me that."
And she made a choice. The same choice she's continued to make every day since.