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apocalypsehowcomm2022-10-14 06:56 pm
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LOG | October Catch-All | OPEN
Who: Raine Whispers, TBA
When: Throughout October
Where: Around Gloucester
Summary: Raine is going around town and trying to cope with..well, everything.
Warnings: Heavy Drinking/Alcohol, Guilt, Anxiety, Grieving, potential discussions of Genocide and Deaths of loved ones.
Drinks On Me
Raine is drinking. They haven't really been seen much around Gloucester, mostly sticking to the ADI's grounds.. until now. After the incident with Eda caused a bit of a stir with the ADI and everything that came with that, they've been struggling to keep a clear head at their dorm.
So here they were. They find themselves seated in a booth at the local pub, sequestered off to the side so as not to be in the more bustling sections but not so out of the way that they'd be notably out of the way.
They're thumbing around the edge of their glass idly with one hand, the other holdig open an informational pamphlet about Bonnie's Flophouse while they read it over again. They don't make a habit of drinking, or try not to anyways. Yet now it was going down a bit too smoothly and burned a bit too good. This was their third, maybe fourth. They weren't exactly keeping track but things were definitely getting fuzzy around the edges.
Shallow Waters
Raine has been exploring more places they wouldn't have really considered going before, the beaches of Gloucester were such a subject. They never gave them much thought, especially after the whole debacle of various sea-related anomalies. Though with things getting colder and the sea seeming calmer they have been making routine trips to Pebble Beach in particular.
Their pants are bunched up to the knees and their sleeves rolled up as they stand in ankle-deep waters. Feeling the tide push and pull gently around their feet as they bend over and scoop up a few rocks. Raine idly picks through them until they find a good, flat rock. The rest are discarded and their weight shifts with the gentle but swift movement of them tossing it. It skipped a few times before sinking to the bottom.
Gulls cry faintly in the distance as Raine lets out a heavy sigh. Lost in their own thoughts they don't even notice another person approach.
One man's trash...
Here Raine dared to venture deeper to the city, rather than sticking around the docks. They didn't want to just avoid all their problems but distractions were a necessary evil at this point. In their mind at least. Hearing word about town in their little trips sparked interest in a particular little curio and antiques shop. Things of Beauty, they called it.
Raine made their way inside the cozy shop. It looked like it'd seen better days but who were they to judge? Their eyes were gently skimming over the present wares as they quietly moved through the store. Keeping their head down and only offering a chaste nod to Nassir, who was busy at the counter, before averting their eyes.
Their interest was quickly snagged and drawn to a corner with some few instruments that looked worrse for wear but likely still functional. Raine shuffled over immediately and started pouring over the small selection. It's around then the bell above the door chimed, signalling another patron.
When: Throughout October
Where: Around Gloucester
Summary: Raine is going around town and trying to cope with..well, everything.
Warnings: Heavy Drinking/Alcohol, Guilt, Anxiety, Grieving, potential discussions of Genocide and Deaths of loved ones.
Drinks On Me
Raine is drinking. They haven't really been seen much around Gloucester, mostly sticking to the ADI's grounds.. until now. After the incident with Eda caused a bit of a stir with the ADI and everything that came with that, they've been struggling to keep a clear head at their dorm.
So here they were. They find themselves seated in a booth at the local pub, sequestered off to the side so as not to be in the more bustling sections but not so out of the way that they'd be notably out of the way.
They're thumbing around the edge of their glass idly with one hand, the other holdig open an informational pamphlet about Bonnie's Flophouse while they read it over again. They don't make a habit of drinking, or try not to anyways. Yet now it was going down a bit too smoothly and burned a bit too good. This was their third, maybe fourth. They weren't exactly keeping track but things were definitely getting fuzzy around the edges.
Shallow Waters
Raine has been exploring more places they wouldn't have really considered going before, the beaches of Gloucester were such a subject. They never gave them much thought, especially after the whole debacle of various sea-related anomalies. Though with things getting colder and the sea seeming calmer they have been making routine trips to Pebble Beach in particular.
Their pants are bunched up to the knees and their sleeves rolled up as they stand in ankle-deep waters. Feeling the tide push and pull gently around their feet as they bend over and scoop up a few rocks. Raine idly picks through them until they find a good, flat rock. The rest are discarded and their weight shifts with the gentle but swift movement of them tossing it. It skipped a few times before sinking to the bottom.
Gulls cry faintly in the distance as Raine lets out a heavy sigh. Lost in their own thoughts they don't even notice another person approach.
One man's trash...
Here Raine dared to venture deeper to the city, rather than sticking around the docks. They didn't want to just avoid all their problems but distractions were a necessary evil at this point. In their mind at least. Hearing word about town in their little trips sparked interest in a particular little curio and antiques shop. Things of Beauty, they called it.
Raine made their way inside the cozy shop. It looked like it'd seen better days but who were they to judge? Their eyes were gently skimming over the present wares as they quietly moved through the store. Keeping their head down and only offering a chaste nod to Nassir, who was busy at the counter, before averting their eyes.
Their interest was quickly snagged and drawn to a corner with some few instruments that looked worrse for wear but likely still functional. Raine shuffled over immediately and started pouring over the small selection. It's around then the bell above the door chimed, signalling another patron.
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