ioduanlogs | [May Catch-All] A spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down~

Characters: Devin, Valdis, Kit, Zephyr, the Fool
Date: Backdated to mid-April-ish for Devin, throughout May for the rest.
Location: All over Aifaran.
Situation: Ranging from 'hi you should probably know that I'm never going to go to sleep again and here's why', to 'we need a therapy group stat.' Also some identity theft and finely-tailored coats thrown in.
Warnings/Rating: None for now, but at least one thread is going to get personal, so warnings in comment headers as they become applicable!

A: Devin | mid-April-ish, a few days after the park destruction | Oh, By The Way

Valdis has gone missing, and X is pretty sure there's nothing he can do to find her until she wants to be found. It's not ideal, and it makes him antsy, so he's focusing on the one thing he can do something about -- Devin.

For the past few days, whenever X isn't at the park helping to repair some of the damage, he's with Devin in the library, talking. He talks even and especially when Devin doesn't talk back. The bookcases are high, but Devin is better at staying within his own physical limits than X was fearing, and as a result X never has to leap up and help out. He does wince, though, once or twice, when Devin reaches a little far.

Once it's pretty clear Devin is completely healed (and that ability, both in humans and in people like Devin, will never stop being weird), X knows he can't put off the truth any longer. "Listen," he says after one short and companionable silence. "There's... something I need you to know."

B: Valdis and Kit | early May, after talking to Valdis on the beach | Therapy Group, Stat

Valdis has moved out of the Dreaming Bridge now. That's something X intends to do himself, eventually, but not yet -- nowhere near, if he's being honest with himself. He doesn't spend much time there to begin with, and since it looks like sleeping is not an activity he'll get to engage in again any time soon, there's really no point until he's saved up a bit more money.

But he still considers Valdis a roommate. And you don't need to be a reader to know when two different people could benefit from having someone to trust. So X sends both his roommates a message -- text for Kit, audio for Valdis -- in the hopes that Valdis won't keep ignoring him.

Meet me outside the Bridge. There's something I'd like all three of us to do. Don't worry, it's nothing bad.

C: Zephyr | mid May | Crime 1, Identity Thief

Well, X thinks as he stands and blinks at the poster on the outside of the Sentry building. At least this time it took three months for them to decide I'm a threat.

He feels more at home right now than he ever has. That's... something he undoubtedly needs to work through. Still, X can't pinpoint what might have caused this. The one thing he's done that he knew would make the authorities angry, he's already been punished for. Is it because of the park last month? Has someone worked out what he is and decided he can't be allowed to roam free anymore?

The longer X stands there pondering those questions, the more obvious it becomes to any onlookers that the angry, aggressive face depicted in the poster looks about as similar to X as a dragon does to a lizard.

D: The Fool | mid May | Commerce 3, But It's Bespoke!

X's weekly chats with the Fool aren't the only reason he suspects the Fool might be the one who's sent him this... frankly, beautiful coat. It fits X perfectly, which implies an attention to detail, and he can't help recalling the day he tried to climb through the cafeteria window and shattered the glass. He'd been wearing a coat then, nabbed for practicality, cheap and thick and entirely ineffectual against the rain. It would be just like the Fool to order a custom tailored coat right after that.

The problem is that, if he did, he doesn't seem to have paid for it.

So, with the tailor standing right there and very impatient, X tries to get the Fool on the yimo. "He's not very good with technology," X explains to the tailor. "It might take a minute."

"I'm telling you," says the tailor, exasperated, "no one called the Fool ordered this! You did!"

Threaded | Flat

Having a shadow at his workplace has been annoying at best. X is not the most terrible company, except for the fact that Devin prefers to be and work alone most of the time (or so he tells himself). He's had worse injuries and the hovering is pointless, to his mind. Often X is left to talk to himself as Devin feigns deafness, carefully keeping his expression as neutral as possible and only occasionally offering any real engagement. He does listen, however, and learn. It only takes a few days until no one would know he was nearly crushed to death by a Hellhound.

The lead-in garners a glance and a raised eyebrow from Devin as he slots a few books into place. "Why do I get the feeling that this knowledge you wish to impart will not be pleasing? You'd have said something sooner, otherwise," he remarks dryly, and gestures for X to continue.

Zephyr occasionally swings by to look at posters like these. There's worse ways to earn an income than bringing in dangerous people, anyway.

It hasn't gotten him anywhere yet. But he keeps his eyes open.

On this day, there's a sight to behold. This guy's been there a while, probably, judging by the confused staring. Zephyr leans in, looks at the poster. Looks at the person again. Once or twice more he repeats this, then:

"Huh. You got an evil twin or something?"

In X's defence, procuring a lavish and expensive coat for a friend and then conveniently forgetting to pay the bill is a perfectly Foolish thing for the Fool to have done. If he had done it. Which he had not.

When his yimo rings, the Fool is lounging in a chair near his bedroom window, braiding hair still damp from the bath into a plait over his shoulder and enjoying the warm summer air. Activating the device, he's in the process of muffling a lazy yawn against the back of one slim wrist when he catches the tail end of that conversation: "--I'm telling you, no one called the Fool ordered this! You did!"

He blinks. "...I've done what?"

X's message said to meet him outside the Bridge, and so outside the Bridge is where Kit is at--though whether or not this turns out to be something good is still up in the air. True to form, Kit is taking slow, pacing steps to and fro beyond the bridge, working through what might be his second cigarette in the last thirty minutes.

A

C | oh boy oh boy

D!

B