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Who: Eddie and anyone who wants to be in on it.
What: Open log for Eddie in November.
Where: Clinic, Lake
When: Now and anytime in November.
Warnings: None, will update where needed. Will also be happy to match format.

(clinic)

[ It's taken Eddie a while to get himself to the clinic, which in itself is a surprise. Back home he's always in and out of the pharmacy picking up prescriptions for his mother and himself or even in and out of the emergency room when his mother is convinced Eddie has caught something or has sustained an injury. When you and your mother are on a first name basis with the nurses and doctors it's never going to be good. Thankfully the last time Sonia Kaspbrak threatened the hospital with a lawsuit she didn't bother to see it through.

Hadriel is a weird place and in all the chaos of arriving and finding his way around, Eddie has come to terms with the fact that going to the clinic is going to be a nightmare. He's already heard that inhalers are in short supply and going there would mean finding out what else he can't have or receive. "Asking the Gods" is something, but just how many times will someone have to ask for medicine on his behalf? The whole thing is overwhelming enough that the thirteen year old hesitates in the doorway of the clinic. What if they try and fix his broken arm and it just goes weird and never works again? What if, what if, what if?]

This is shit. [ Words, quiet and huffed are enough to get Eddie moving again. Sure, right now he knows there's going to be some things that mean some kind of hard work ahead, but at the end of the day Eddie can only remind himself that he didn't survive getting eaten just to chicken out going to a clinic of all places. What was the worst that could happen?] Uh, hello?

(lake)

[ Despite being on a hitlist for the Null, Eddie has finally decided that he needs some "fresh air", or as fresh as it gets in a cave of all places. Everyone is so well intentioned and helpful, not one person that the teenager knows of has agreed to outright murder so he's not too concerned in the fact that outside could wind up bad for him. He's not even going too far either, finding the lake and sitting near the water as he frowns into the distance. It's been a month in this place from what he can tell, a month and no way to go home yet. There have been people saying they've been in this place for extremely long times and Eddie isn't even sure if he could stomach being around that long. Surely the air would run out at some point??

The logistics of it still elude Eddie at points and for now he's going to settle with throwing rocks into the lake, trying to get some to skip with moderate success and completely unaware that the deeper part of the lakes would be one of his worst nightmares.]

(spire 3, 701 - locked to ignis)

[ Eddie knows that all things considered, both he and Richie have landed on their feet when it comes to the apartment they chose, solely for the fact that such an awesome guy lives above them. Ignis didn't have to help them out, but he has been and Eddie is quietly grateful for that and the fact Ignis can cook amazing things. They would probably have starved or caught scurvy if left to their own devices. Eddie isn't sure if someone could die from eating nothing but junk food, but they would have given it a darned good shot regardless.

Someone with great hair, cooking skills and a funny accent is always going to have a fan in Eddie, so when Ignis goes to another room there's zero shame when Eddie gets up to take a quick look around. It's an idle curiosity, the kind that slowly burns out as one gets older. If the other has something he feels the need to hide then Eddie knows it's for the best he knows now and not later when shit is going down, right?? That's what he keeps telling himself as he takes a swift glance around, slowly pulling a drawer out to peer into it and blinking as he pulls out one of two daggers.

Eddie isn't an expert when it comes to weaponry, but even he gets the feeling these aren't for chopping potatoes.]

Uh?

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[Rosen is busily taking notes on his laptop but stops mid-sentence when he hears the voice. He turns to look]

Hello?- Oh. Yes, we've spoken before, haven't we?

[He moves to stand]

Can I help you?

[ Eddie takes a moment to think through his previous conversations before giving a small nod, hovering in the doorway as he tries to give himself a mental shake. This is stupid; the guy is a doctor, this place is just another name for a hospital.]

Uh yeah. I mean, I have to come and talk about my medications that I need....If that's okay.

[One night of playing host to the two young boys had become... several, but Ignis is not a loner by nature and had quickly become used to the almost constant guests in his apartment.

The boys were not so difficult to understand. It was clear they cared for each other, and in many ways they reminded him of his own friends in their younger years. When he steps out of the room for a few minutes he naturally expects Eddie to push against unspoken boundaries and do a little poking around, but when he returns he doesn't quite expect him to have a dagger in his hand.]

Be careful. [He says it without snapping, and rather than taking the weapon from Eddie he picks up the other one and slides it free of its sheath.]

I began learning to fight with these when I was not much younger than you are now.

[ When Eddie hears Ignis speak his shoulders hunch, expression and body language screaming nothing but guilt for being caught. Surely this is the part where Ignis throws him out, right?

Apparently not. The guilt is already changing back to curiosity as Eddie watches Ignis unsheathe the other dagger, keeping the other one (carefully) in his hands for now. There were lots of people in this place saying that they had trained or learned to fight at his age or younger. Obviously he's been missing out on things!]

What kind of place do you come from where you had to learn to stab people at my age?

While the assumption that I learned in order to stab people isn't an entirely erroneous one... I wouldn't put it so crudely.

[Ignis holds the dagger in a way that suggests a testing of its balance, though he already knows that it's perfect. He isn't going to fault the boy for his curiosity, though he may later have a quick word about snooping in other people's possessions without asking.]

Where I come from - the kingdom of Lucis - I am one of the Crownsguard. A select group of people dedicated to protecting our prince, Noctis Lucis Caelum.

[He says the name with warmth. Ignis is very proud of his place by Noctis' side, and how long he has spent there.]

I also serve as his advisor, where necessary, and always as his friend.

[ Eddie is watching every move the other man makes with the dagger, utterly fascinated by this new thing he's discovered about Ignis. This guy was obviously a man of many secrets and Eddie can't help but wonder what else there is to be found.]

Crownsguard...Lucis Caelum... [ He mouths the words quietly back, marveling at just how foreign sounding they are. In fact, they sound similar to how Ignis's name does and Eddie gives the dagger a glance before doing his best to try and mimic the way Ignis holds his own.]

That's weird, I mean it sound really strict. [ For lack of better word. The concept of royalty, advisors and the important work they have to do is not something Eddie is familiar with.] What's he like?

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