#thread.ivy

[b4rredteeth]

CLOSED STARTER FOR @flytrcps

Bez had taken the day off, after the shitshow of earlier, they thought they deserved it. Not to mention Sundays were their only day where they could really spend it with Amelie. All the other days she was either in school or they were working.

They gotten some burgers and fries - all Halal -, and hired an age-appropriate movie at the video store. Bez was reading the back while Emelie ran ahead to hold the doors open to the appartments. She stopped there, huge smile on her face as she called someone's name that got Bez' attention.

"Ivy!" The seven year old sounded enthusiastically. She always had the tendency to be even kinder to those who seemed to be awkward around her, as if she could make them like her more. They knew it was because she worried losing them.

Bez took a few quick steps to catch up with Emelie. "Ivy, hi. How have you been?" An odd question given the situation, but Bez couldn't know if they had any connection to what had happened.

[b4rredteeth]

CLOSED STARTER FOR @flytrcps

Rys rolled into Chuck E Cheese with a smile on his face and a freshly pressed envelop with his week's salary in his pocket. When he'd worked there, he really hadn't liked the taste of the food.

But now was different.

Now he mostly came to bother Ivy and get some food.

His smile was wide as they met Ivy on their way out.

"Are you on your break?" he asked, eyeing Ivy and then the counter where he'd planned to get some food.

"Or done working?"

He suddenly realised he was lacking in normal human communication.

"Hey Ivy!"

[pandokofswamp]

@lxwlers

Yazi still smelled of swamp water and fireworks. Both not necessarily related though in his situation, they might as well be. He couldn't have figured that someone would use the swamps as a place to test out fireworks for a celebration later in the year. Certainly he didn't even know what fireworks were, and thought they were just colourful arrows.

After Zaya had changed him back, he'd been fidgety. A two-footer again, he'd declared he'd go into the city and get food for their stocks. He carried a basket now as he walked around, smelled terrible, and his hair was slightly sizzled. He ended up standing in a queue somewhere - he had no idea for what - and frowning. "Have you ever seen colourful arrows that explode?" he asked.