Cain Knightlord (
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016 Starry Starry Night
[A: Mayfield Elementary (Open to All)]
[Cain had taken his lunch into the music room so he could practise while he ate; or at least, that had been the plan... But when he opened up his brown bagged lunch, he quickly discovered (by putting his fingers right into the filling) that the wrapping around his sandwiches had split sometimes in the morning. Making a face and waggling his hand to try and get the sandwich off his fingers, it finally came unstuck with and... unfortunately... flew through the open window. Were you playing innocently outside? Eating your own lunch? Well, now you've got a peanut butter and jelly sandwich on your head. Whoops.]
[B: Around Town (Open to All)]
[Cain is going into a variety of rather odd shops today, or odd for a small boy. He might have stolen some money from Abel that morning (sorry bro) and is on a shopping spree! He's got himself a little pull cart full of odds and ends - a canvas, some squishy looking bags, food, pans, and some warm sweaters. What on Earth is he doing with all of this? And did he just run over your foot with his cart?]
[C: Phone (Filtered to Lucifer)]
I regained a book I thought might be interesting to you, if you'd like to come over then you can borrow it. I remember you have a penchant for poetry, this is a book of politically themed poems from history.
[D: Phone (Filtered to Beast Boy)]
About... About Valentine's Day... [No. No, it's too hard. Sorry, Beast Boy, he just goes awkwardly silent after that.]
[E: Phone (Filtered to Esther)]
Esther? I wondered if we could talk... please. [He's not going to pry for information behind Abel's back, but he needs to talk to her or this will just keep looming over his head and he won't find any peace.]
[F: 1648 Albright Lane (Closed to Abel)]
[Having got all his shopping, Cain ninjas it into the garage before it can be seen, before looking for his brother. He's not a fool, he knows Abel has probably been following him around the town and has seen his purchases already, but he's keeping up the pretence that he doesn't know and isn't taking comfort from Abel stalking him.
It's been a week now since... everything... and he can practically feel the tension still inside both of them. Raw and hurt, a pain that neither of them knew how to soothe and both wanted to desperately. It's why he had come to a decision to do something fun and light-hearted for just the two of them, something he had always wanted to do...]
[Cain had taken his lunch into the music room so he could practise while he ate; or at least, that had been the plan... But when he opened up his brown bagged lunch, he quickly discovered (by putting his fingers right into the filling) that the wrapping around his sandwiches had split sometimes in the morning. Making a face and waggling his hand to try and get the sandwich off his fingers, it finally came unstuck with and... unfortunately... flew through the open window. Were you playing innocently outside? Eating your own lunch? Well, now you've got a peanut butter and jelly sandwich on your head. Whoops.]
[B: Around Town (Open to All)]
[Cain is going into a variety of rather odd shops today, or odd for a small boy. He might have stolen some money from Abel that morning (sorry bro) and is on a shopping spree! He's got himself a little pull cart full of odds and ends - a canvas, some squishy looking bags, food, pans, and some warm sweaters. What on Earth is he doing with all of this? And did he just run over your foot with his cart?]
[C: Phone (Filtered to Lucifer)]
I regained a book I thought might be interesting to you, if you'd like to come over then you can borrow it. I remember you have a penchant for poetry, this is a book of politically themed poems from history.
[D: Phone (Filtered to Beast Boy)]
About... About Valentine's Day... [No. No, it's too hard. Sorry, Beast Boy, he just goes awkwardly silent after that.]
[E: Phone (Filtered to Esther)]
Esther? I wondered if we could talk... please. [He's not going to pry for information behind Abel's back, but he needs to talk to her or this will just keep looming over his head and he won't find any peace.]
[F: 1648 Albright Lane (Closed to Abel)]
[Having got all his shopping, Cain ninjas it into the garage before it can be seen, before looking for his brother. He's not a fool, he knows Abel has probably been following him around the town and has seen his purchases already, but he's keeping up the pretence that he doesn't know and isn't taking comfort from Abel stalking him.
It's been a week now since... everything... and he can practically feel the tension still inside both of them. Raw and hurt, a pain that neither of them knew how to soothe and both wanted to desperately. It's why he had come to a decision to do something fun and light-hearted for just the two of them, something he had always wanted to do...]
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[He touches Abel's shoulder to let him know his hand is there to help him up.]
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...If you broke my nose, I'll... kill you. [well at least he's feeling at his brother to help himself up.]
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[Just a gentle chide, as he pulls Abel onwards down the street.]
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okay sob he's wavering his way beside him again, grumbling about the snow on his coat GEEZ.]
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[Hmph. He's leading Abel off again, and they're soon leaving the sounds of the main streets as they head up towards Make-Out Point.]
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hmmm... CURIOUS.]
Karma?! Karma was your foot??
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[He was innocent in this whole escapade. Huff huff, pulling the cart is hard work up the hill.]
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Right. A mysterious lone shoe. I totally buy that.
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[Once they get to the top of the hill, Cain turns and starts leading Abel a small way into the little woodland type area. Watch your step over the branches he isn't warning you about, bro.]
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--H... hey! Do you mind?!
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[Dragging Abel further in, where the snow is still pristine and white instead of slushy.]
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[It's all so logical.]
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There's a rock just behind you, sit down on it and don't look 'til I say so.
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but he sits, diligently... ears pricked for sounds of his brother moving around.]
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[He sounds so excited as he hurries to the cart. Abel might have quite a wait ahead of him, as all there is for about half an hour is the sound of Cain moving around and fiddling with things.]
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Um-- do you want any help?
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[He has wanted to camp out under the stars since he can remember - feel the fresh air and see the night sky spread out above them in an endless reminder of his freedom.]
Don't peek!
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[He gives Abel a LOOK, that his brother can't see, before carrying on with his tasks.]
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shirtdirt......]
Cain, I'm getting cold and bored and it's dark under here.
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[He hurries faster, huffing a little and pink cheeked from the mixture of the cold and activity. But eventually he's done! He's set up a tent with LOADS of pillows littered over the floor - both for insulation and to make the ground comfortable. There's two thick squishy sleeping bags rolled out on top of them, and a little gas lamp for light.]
Okay, you can look.
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plucking the blindfold off, he... pauses, blinking at the fruits of his brother's labor. a tent... sleeping bags; the pillows, the lamp -- the fresh snow and the quiet...]
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