find some kind of glow

[corviform]

WHO: GIL and VARIOUS
WHERE: Various locations.
WHEN: 3/17 ― 3/31
WHAT: A catch-all log for the remainder of the month! If you would like to do something, feel free to PM me either on this account or at kitties so we can work something out.
WARNINGS: tba.

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( starters will be in the comments below! )

Comments

[corviform]

Because you've been standing out here so long! It would be unusual to anyone!

[ He puffs out his chest somewhat indignantly, his face and the tips of his ears growing a faint shade of red. ]

[deadtective]

It's obviously not unusual to literally everyone else here today. You're the first person who's said anything at all.

[she makes a grand sweeping gesture to encompass as much of the market as she can manage. this is true to a certain extent - she's pretty sure the guy behind the counter at the lobster tank shop has been giving her the hairy eyeball for a solid fifteen minutes.]

[corviform]

[ Gil pointedly avoids the man over by the lobster tank, getting an odd and uncomfortable vibe from him. ]

Well, that's strange, too. Heropa's locals are generally friendlier...

[ He rubs the back of his neck, not sure what to make of it. ]

So you're not waiting for anyone or lost after all?

[deadtective]

Heropa's pedestrians generally don't look like they just escaped from the hospital.

[Hazel's not entirely comfortable enough with herself to make these kinds of cracks, but she's also not completely oblivious - she knows that even covered up like this, she's still got a worrisome amount of stitches visible. she wouldn't blame people for avoiding her at the best of times, and most certainly not after the Hornet debacle.]

But no, seriously, it's just me hanging around. I like looking at dead fish, that's all.

[thank you, Hazel, that is a very reassuring statement.]

[corviform]

[ He didn't want to draw attention to the stitches, or be the first one to say anything if it was something Hazel had not been comfortable discussing with a complete stranger. Now he feels bad, avoiding her gaze momentarily and staring at a small billboard with a terrible fish pun ahead of them. ]

... what?

[ Repeating her words in his head, Gil finally looks back at her uncertainly. ]

You've been staring at the fish this whole time?

[deadtective]

And the lobsters. It's a fish market, I'm not here for the people watching.

[she goes to completely different areas for that. trips like these are 100% about killing what little bits of her soul still remain with delicious reminders of what she can't have.]

[corviform]

[ And that's when it begin to dawn on him. ]

... are you hungry?

[ He sounds surprised; if she's been staring at the food this long, then she must be hungry. ]

You can buy pre-cut fish. The snapper and lobster are on sale for a little while.

[deadtective]

[she shakes her head sharply, frown laced with a combination of regret and disappointment.]

I can't eat any of it. Medical problems, you know? Or you don't, I guess, since you already bought some really nice looking salmon there.

[corviform]

Oh, that's ―

[ Wait, what?

Gil gives a fervent shake of his head. ]

― what kind of medical problem?

[ Unless she's on some kind of liquid diet, he's baffled. ]

[deadtective]

[she holds up a finger, the gesture meant to be simultaneously accusatory and putting the breaks on this whole line of questioning.]

Hey! Strangers are supposed to say "oh, that sucks", not try and pull someone's entire medical history out of them on a street corner!

[corviform]

[ It intimidates him just enough, the plastic bags in his hand crinkling loudly he waves both hands both and forth, looking over her apologetically now. ]

T-That's not what I'm trying to do!

[deadtective]

That's totally what you're trying to do! What do you want next, my blood pressure and cholesterol levels?

[her hand drops to rest sassily on her hip, but Gil's apparent cowing keeps her from ranting on any further. no need to get so worked up in a public space.]

[corviform]

No!

[ He looks around nervously anyway, hoping none of the merchants have taken notice of their bizarre conversation. ]

I-It didn't make much sense, that's all! Unless you can't digest solid food at the moment...

[deadtective]

We just had terrorists upload their minds into people and bodyjack them, but someone telling you they can't eat certain food is too weird to accept?

[ok, she's just messing with him now for the sake of it. but really, in the grand scheme of everything that's happened in this world, her lie doesn't seem all that strange.]

[corviform]

[ His mouth opens.

Then closes.

Then he opens his mouth once more, trying to retain his composure. ]

You never said it was certain foods...

[deadtective]

You asked if I wanted to buy some fish and I said I couldn't have any of it. It's not my fault you made a bad assumption!

[it kind of is, actually, but Hazel's not going to acknowledge that anytime soon. the more she deflects off herself the better.]

[corviform]

You should be clearer next time!

[ Because he certainly feels like a fool! He takes a deep breath and counts to three in his head. ]

... why would you come all the way to stare at food you can't have?

[deadtective]

I live here in Heropa, it's not really that far.

[this not only doesn't really answer the question, it doesn't even quite make sense. Heropa's not exactly a tiny town, after all...]

[corviform]

I meant to a fish market if you can't eat fish.

[ He can't stop staring at her like she's grown an extra set of thumbs now.

What a weird woman! ]

[deadtective]

Just because I can't eat them doesn't mean I suddenly don't like them anymore. I'm allowed to look at things I can't have!

[she can see that gaze, and it's got her puffing up defensively. christ, who'd have thought it would be this that had people looking at her weirdly.]

[corviform]

[ Her justification for it sounds more akin to a child explaining why they've got their face shoved up against a store's display. Gil cants his head to the left, still eyeing her strangely, but calming down a bit. ]

If you're hungry, you should eat something you can have.

[deadtective]

But that's so boring.

[because it's nothing. what she can have is absolutely nothing. do you want to condemn an innocent stranger to a life of complete and absolute nothing? do you, Gil???]

[corviform]

So you would rather torture yourself?!

[ The bags shake in his hands as he raises them both, floored by this response. ]

If you're hungry, go get something to eat! You'll make yourself sick otherwise!

[deadtective]

[she raises her hands in a mirrored gesture, tone jumping up a few notches.]

Who said I was hungry?! I'm not going to get sick, I know what my body's capable of!

[corviform]

Well, I don't know that! I'm not some kind of mind reader!