[open] CATCH ALL

[reallynow]

Who| ALL Y'ALL it's a ho down
What| A catch-all reaction log for the plot developments. Saves you from making 5 logs each tbh.
Where| All around the place
When| During and post lock down, 3am~ sunday onward
WARNINGS| Panicking, talk of murder and violence. Singing the songs of panem.

When things like THIS and THIS are going down it's probably a good time to touch base with one another. Face caressing, crying and meaningful stares abound as the Tributes and Staff drag their knuckles hopelessly in an effort to figure out what the fresh hell is going on.

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[shenunigans]

Dave is almost surprised by how well she takes having her braid tugged, considering how impulsive the action had been. It makes the moment all the better for it and even he's starting to smile a little more. There's a lot of shit weighing on him, but part of that weight is from people he wants to take care of. He's not a hero, he's not innovative or a real rebel, but he'll do what he can when he can for people like Elsa and everyone he's caught up in his storm of stupidity. He's aware that being younger makes people worry all the more for him and oddly, it lights a fire under his ass to make him try a little harder.

He feels his delicate, little ego inflate just a bit at her words even if he also feels incredibly lame for it. A smile tugs at his lips despite all of that and he fidgets in an attempt to keep cool. "Hate to say it Elsa, but you're boned." He bows back as dramatically as he can, making sure to flourish his arms as best he can. Maybe a little too much. Oh well.

Finally he straightens up, looking a little sheepish. "I should.." He glances over his shoulder in thought. "Catch you on the flipside. Alright? We can unwind with some vidy games when I get back." He Fonz hands at her as he steps backward to leave.

[frozenfractalsallaround]

As he bows, she smiles fondly at him despite what he says. She doesn't believe it for a second, but she'll only let the way her head shakes lightly tell him that she very much disagrees with what he says. When he stands upright, she can tell he's about ready to go and she feels her stomach twist. She has no idea where he might go, or what he might do. Of course he won't just jump into it, but she knows he's going to be planning it.

She tries not to think that it's possibly the last time she'll really see him, if it goes badly. She tries to hold on to the fact that it isn't over, that it's still an unwritten story and that he could come back from it all. She can't bring herself to say much of anything, because the words are suddenly catching in her throat and a lump is forming.

"See you," she manages to get out. "I'll... I'll hold you to that." Elsa has to turn around, unable to watch him leave. She wants to hold onto the image of Dave in front of her, not his retreating form. It makes it easier to pretend that everything will be okay.