OPERATION: YOUTHFUL DISOBEDIENCE

[stresstokens]

WHO: Members of the grand curfew-breaking plan!
WHEN: During the Moorecroft event.
WHERE: Various Moorecroft locales.
WHAT: A bunch of youths have gotten together to break curfew in tandem to get to the bottom of the mystery at heart of this place -- but what they find leads to more questions than answers.
NOTES\WARNINGS: Probable violence, death, emotional trauma, cursing. All the fun stuff! I'll be putting the log headers for pre/during/post-curfew breaking logs in the comments, so just hang tight while I do that, though all members are of course more than welcome to post their own logs if that suits their tagging style better.

Comments

[equivo]

Yeah. Yeah, I'm gonna stick around.

[ Krouse ventures a slight, weary smile, one without any real light behind it. More of a what can you can do? than anything else.

Because what can you do? Stick around. Be present. Don't quit in the middle. ]

I'll let people know about him if they don't already know. Get the news out. You can go, check in on the guys. Keep Fabian Jr in battery juice and microchips. I can keep things covered.

[ He doesn't really know that he can, but he'll give it a shot. ]

[tinflower]

[ Gorgug nods at Krouse, appreciative. He's sure Riz, at least, will be rushing to come out as soon as he can (because what's getting rest when there's information and reporting to do?), but Gorgug at least hopes he'll manage to get a decent amount of rest before that. ]

Thanks. Message me if you need to, you know. For whatever. [ In case he does--or maybe Gorgug's just bad at saying byes in unfortunate situations. But if there's nothing else to be said, he'll make his leave then--to hopefully check on the guys, and make sure he can do as much for their wounds as he can.

At least until they can find an actual healer. ]

[equivo]

Yeah. Will do.

[ He can't imagine what he'd need, at this point, that he doesn't have. A pack of cigarettes and some solitude are the only things he's ever really depended on to process things.

He's gotten pretty good at needing less. It's easy when there's a constant supply of higher priorities. As he examines Gorgug, his eyes tired, he's not sure he's not the only one who's aware of the power of putting everything else first. ]

Try to take it easy. [ He advises, knowing he's never fucking listened to someone tell him that himself in his life. ] And see you when I see you.