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Lost Carnival Mods ([personal profile] ringleaders) wrote in [community profile] lostcarnival2018-05-30 04:18 pm

⇨ THE EPILOGUE

Who: Everyone!
When: Day 61
Where: The Carnival
What: After all the rescues team return, it will be matter of tending to the wounded and getting the hell out of dodge. The Ringmaster can handle the fleeing part, but someone will need to look after those in the medical tent. Or, maybe, you just want to show up and ask what the hell happened.
Warnings: Some messed up consequences of faerie fuckery.

IN REPAIR

As the minutes tick past, all four rescue groups will eventually return. Everyone in the carnival is encouraged to help out, ensuring that the rescues and victims both are taken care of after the fact. You can tag in here as rescuers taking care of business around the carnival, victims recovering, or other workers checking in to see what's going on. This log is for general aftermath threads, made by anyone.
starseedling: (premium anxiety)

[personal profile] starseedling 2018-06-01 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
Oh.

He's barely been thinking of it. It hasn't necessarily felt like a victory on his part, so much as making up for his own mistakes. Something he had to do. Maybe that way of thinking is part of his problem. He tentatively smiles a little, though his lip is a big wiggly as he does. True or not, he feels better from her saying so.

"I barely remember what happened," he says with a helpless little laugh. "I just... heard what you guys said, and I had to."
drrdrrdrr: (heres my lil bro)

[personal profile] drrdrrdrr 2018-06-02 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
Amethyst scoops him up in a big hug. After everything that's just happened, it's impossible not to react that way to a wobbly Steven smile.

"Yeah, well, I had to try and come and get you, but that doesn't mean we were gonna be able to, ya know? Just own up to being badass, Steven."
starseedling: (i'm here)

[personal profile] starseedling 2018-06-07 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
He laughs softly and then laughs more loudly, tears in his eyes and he holds her tight. The crystal feels weird to touch other people with, but he can't help it. He's wanted to hug her again so bad.

"Okay," he says, holding her tight. He somehow manages to feel relieved and devastated all at once. Either way, though, it feels like release.