[ at some point during the day of the scavenger hunt, reynir manages to stumble across a coin that disappears and leaves him itching to write down his memories of thatterrifyingpropheticdreamhehad early into his time in the silent world with the others.
he doesn't make an effort to share the story with anyone, but he doesn't make an effort to hide the papers either, and there are plenty of opportunities throughout the very long day where he misplaces the story for a bit, where someone he interacted with throughout the day might have come across it and read it.
he'll talk about it if asked, but he's not going to bring it up to anyone himself. ]
[whenever klaus stumbles across the papers, he doesn't give them the longest amount of looking over at first. he considers a few, looks at both sides then stacks them together, slowly realizing the more he collects, the more the story comes together—
until he actually ends up stumbling across reynir, leaflets tucked between all his fingers, an eyebrow cocked toward the taller male.]
Oh. Hey there, Reynir. [honestly, he's gotten most of the tale, understands that whatever happened, it was fucked up and seems like something someone might want to talk about, but he doesn't want to come off as inconsiderate by starting with it.] Did you, uh, happen to lose these?
[ reynir stares blankly at the sheaf of loose papers in klaus' hand for a long stretch of silence before anything like recognition manages to spark in his eyes. and even then it's a muted sort of recognition with no real energy behind it. ]
Oh, right. I did write that down. I keep forgetting.
[ he doesn't make any move to grab for them either, just sort of. frowns softly at them. ]
[seriously? that's reynir's takeaway? klaus blinks between the sheets in his hands and the redhead's face, eyebrows knitting, confusion blatant in the crease of his expression.
okay, so, maybe he should just be upfront about it all. he's only known reynir a brief amount of time, but he likes the kid. he's sweet, doesn't deserve to have things sit and stew and fester. following some brief shuffling, there's a huff then klaus settles beside the other male.]
[ with the papers in front of him and klaus actively asking about them, it begins to occur to reynir that maybe the reason he keeps losing and forgetting about the papers is that he'd been trying very hard to simply not think about it.
not forget, of course not, his fylgja had made it clear that wasn't an option, but dwelling on it hadn't really seemed like an option either.
except, apparently he had, if those papers had anything to say about it. ] I'm not sure 'like' is really the word about it. [ he admits after a moment, still frowning at the papers in klaus' hands. ]
[for whatever reason, reynir seems even more uncomfortable when presented with the leaflets. giving them a final once-over, klaus wrinkles his nose, carefully folds the pages up, tucks them underneath his thigh after crisscrossing his legs.]
Excuse my shitty wording, then. [‘is it something you'd want to talk about?’ is what he should've said, ponders going ahead and asking anyway, but reynir continues before he can decide.]
Supposed to? Look, Reynir, I'll listen to whatever you want to tell me. I'm not going to force you to talk about anything you're uncomfortable with.
❰ they've mostly just avoided each other since the incident, for good reason. but a few days after things came back together, that particular status quo changes rather abruptly. ❱
you said something about herding sheep. did you ever use that hook thing
[ which kind of begs the question where the heck else he could be, really. he has a sneaking suspicion that he's not terrible excited to confirm one way or another though.]
[ There is a delivery of food outside of the door when they come back one day mid-October, packed in a crate full of jars and wrapped foods. On the top is a note: ]
To kindly resident of the Lake,
For your winter stores, I have prepared this food for you to keep before the snows come. Whilst we have a glut of food at present, it is best to keep this in the case that should we be trapped inside your house, you can rely on this food to help you see through until the thaw frees any blocked roads back to town.
I hope you find it suitable and that it keeps you well.
In Health and to your Good Will, Gilia St. Loe, Second Child, Daughter-Sea, Of the Isle St. Loe, She Who Sings the Sea to Prosperity
[ The package includes:
5 x 1kg bags of Salt
5 x 1kg bags of Sugar
30 x 1kg bags of Flour
3 x 280g Yeast
30 x 1ltr jars of Butter
10 x Jar of Pickled Cabbage
10 x Jar of Pickled Tomatoes
10 x Jar of Jam Fruit Preserves ( Assorted: Strawberry, Blueberry, etc )
10 x 1kg sides of salted meat ( pork, lamb, beef )
5 x Jars of Dried Rosemary, Thyme, Basil, Coriander, Dill
20 x Pancake Mix
10 x Cake Mix
1 x 2kg Flax Seed ( + recipe how to use it for cakes to replace eggs )
1 x Recipie for How To Make Bread, 1 x Recipie for How To Long Stew Dried Meat
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Date: 2019-08-12 08:22 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-08-12 08:13 pm (UTC)[ among other things, anyway. ]
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Date: 2019-08-12 08:39 pm (UTC)its fine it stopped bleeding awhile ago
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Date: 2019-08-13 12:45 am (UTC)he doesn't make an effort to share the story with anyone, but he doesn't make an effort to hide the papers either, and there are plenty of opportunities throughout the very long day where he misplaces the story for a bit, where someone he interacted with throughout the day might have come across it and read it.
he'll talk about it if asked, but he's not going to bring it up to anyone himself. ]
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Date: 2019-08-14 08:15 am (UTC)until he actually ends up stumbling across reynir, leaflets tucked between all his fingers, an eyebrow cocked toward the taller male.]
Oh. Hey there, Reynir. [honestly, he's gotten most of the tale, understands that whatever happened, it was fucked up and seems like something someone might want to talk about, but he doesn't want to come off as inconsiderate by starting with it.] Did you, uh, happen to lose these?
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Date: 2019-08-16 09:26 pm (UTC)Oh, right. I did write that down. I keep forgetting.
[ he doesn't make any move to grab for them either, just sort of. frowns softly at them. ]
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Date: 2019-08-17 12:47 am (UTC)okay, so, maybe he should just be upfront about it all. he's only known reynir a brief amount of time, but he likes the kid. he's sweet, doesn't deserve to have things sit and stew and fester. following some brief shuffling, there's a huff then klaus settles beside the other male.]
...is it something you'd like to talk about?
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Date: 2019-08-18 07:23 pm (UTC)not forget, of course not, his fylgja had made it clear that wasn't an option, but dwelling on it hadn't really seemed like an option either.
except, apparently he had, if those papers had anything to say about it. ] I'm not sure 'like' is really the word about it. [ he admits after a moment, still frowning at the papers in klaus' hands. ]
But I think maybe I'm supposed to anyway.
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Date: 2019-08-19 04:53 am (UTC)Excuse my shitty wording, then. [‘is it something you'd want to talk about?’ is what he should've said, ponders going ahead and asking anyway, but reynir continues before he can decide.]
Supposed to? Look, Reynir, I'll listen to whatever you want to tell me. I'm not going to force you to talk about anything you're uncomfortable with.
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From:❰ text ❱ day 67 (aug. 15th), morning.
Date: 2019-08-17 07:20 am (UTC)you said something about herding sheep. did you ever use that hook thing
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Date: 2019-08-18 06:38 pm (UTC)yeah of course
why
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Date: 2019-08-19 10:35 am (UTC)simpler to show you with something you already use
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Date: 2019-08-19 10:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-08-19 10:34 pm (UTC)or monsters
ask heimdall for a crook
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Date: 2019-08-19 10:36 pm (UTC)do you think i could ask him for sheep too
it would be nice to have some dont you think
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From:❰ text ❱ day 86 (sep 3rd), evening.
Date: 2019-09-03 09:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-09-03 01:46 pm (UTC)i thought he was with you
[ which kind of begs the question where the heck else he could be, really. he has a sneaking suspicion that he's not terrible excited to confirm one way or another though.]
when did you last see him
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Date: 2019-09-04 08:32 am (UTC)didn't show up today
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Date: 2019-09-09 03:45 am (UTC)[ roughly 30 minutes later, reynir's so angry as he's typing back to lalli that his hands are shaking. ]
hes gone
lalli he traded hismelkf for tuuri
he liefd
he lied to mne
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Date: 2019-09-09 08:23 am (UTC)❰ that stupid answer is all reynir gets at first, and it takes a good few seconds to send even that much.
he reads it again, then a third time.
then: ❱
traded himself how
???
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Date: 2019-09-09 09:55 am (UTC)[ angry tears can make it pretty hard to be able to read the letters on the screen, sorry for the typos, lalli. ]
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From:○ MID OCT
Date: 2020-10-23 05:37 am (UTC)[ The package includes: