hadriel_logs | It's Gr8 2 B in Squad 8, M8

[clinic]

[As he likes to keep busy, Adam spends a few hours of every day at the clinic. His own medical skills are closer to first aid than anything advanced, but he can do basic things like clean and bandage wounds, and of course menial tasks are always needed: organizing, cleaning, cataloging supplies. There's enough to take care of, anyway, and it'll free up people who have more skill at helping people.

So Adam can be found at the clinic, and that's not a secret. He'll tell anyone who asks, or maybe they've been there before and seen him, or maybe they're coming by for a minor injury. Whatever it is, Adam finds himself more inclined to come over and say hello than he might normally be. He's not the most outgoing guy in the world, but it's hard to resist the impulse.]

[city]

[Or he might be elsewhere in the city - looking for supplies for the clinic or home, or maybe just showing up where he thinks one of his new friends (?!) might be. Adam is well aware this is just another effect of the gods, but it seems like a fairly inoffensive one. No one's tried to kill him yet and he hasn't tried to kill anyone, which is promising.

So he's gonna eventually go looking for the folks whose jackets match his (it isn't really his style, but he might secretly like it anyway). Maybe it's a chance meeting or maybe he has some idea where to find them - whatever it is, when Adam runs into someone he'll be direct, walk right up and say:]

Hey.

[Tucker spots that jacket from a mile away and makes a b-line. Thank god they got shiny ones with super loud colors. It makes finding his new pals way easier.

He's glad to have somebody to hang out with while trolling the city for something to do. Kyna's been hanging with Wash lately and Tucker thinks Harlan has his hands full with Hayden, and anyway, none of them have ever been huge on the hole "long walks" business.]

Hey bro. What're you up to? Mind if I tag along?

[He's tagging along even if the answer is no.]

I was going to try to find something decent to eat. The other day I found a package of Doritos in one of the shops.

[It doesn't happen often, but every once in a long while Adam will come across something familiar. He doubts he'll get lucky this time, but you never know, right? Besides, he kind of likes wandering around the city. He knows it pretty well by now. Usually he does it alone, but... well, company doesn't seem too bad.]

You're welcome to join me if you're bored. I'll even share if I find something good.

[Maybe.]

Doritos? No shit.

[He saw a can of Pringles once, but it was in the hands of a child, and even he's not that mean.]

You better fuckin' share. But not Doritos though, that shit's gross.

You have something against Doritos?

[Adam might be mildly offended.]

You'll change your mind after you've been here a few more months. Weird fruits and canned food you've never heard of before can only keep you going for so long. What I'd do for a cheeseburger...

[He sighs.]

Anyway. We might find something decent if we try.

Other than that they're garbage? Nah.

[Mildly offended is acceptable. Razzing people is half of Tucker's friendships, honestly.]

I've been here a couple months already, but I've still got standards. I would probably do something I'd regret for beef, though, that's fair.

Why can't the Door summon fuckin', cow monsters or something?

Now I'm just questioning your taste.

[He smiles, just a little. Most of his very best friendships are founded on giving each other shit a good portion of the time, so he can take it in stride.]

And you realize now that you've said that some kind of horrific cow monster is going to show up, right? With tentacles and giant, sharp teeth. It'll all end in people-burgers, probably.

[He shrugs, unrepentant.]

We could take it. And then we'd be able to eat it, so you know. All's well that ends well. Sounds like there'd be some calamari involved, too. Hell yeah.

That's a very optimistic way to look at the world and our possible deaths.

[He slings his backpack over his shoulder.]

Nice jacket, by the way.

I like to keep my head up, makes it easier to see.

[Was that accidentally profound? No, not really.]

Why thank you. [He adopts a faux posh accent at the compliment.] Yours isn't looking bad, either. [Wait, posh accents. He squints for a second.]

Did we meet in one of those weird dreams by any chance?

[He pauses. The dreams were so... well, weird. Even now he can't be entirely certain what parts involved real people. But it follows that if this guy remembers it, it probably happened.]

I think so.

[Adam frowns.]

Sorry about that. I wasn't really... at my best.

[Tucker snorts.]

Don't worry about it. You were fine. Those assholes in your dream were the ones not living their best lives. It probably wasn't for you, but honestly, that was one of the more fun dreams I fell into.

I guess I'll take that as a compliment.

[He sounds amused, just a little.]

Though that kind of implies the other ones you visited must have really sucked.

Eh, let's just say I've had better. Ending up in peoples' weird fears and memories is not my idea of a great time.

[Though he seems to have gotten off easy if some of the haunted looks on everyone's faces were any indication.]

How about you? Better or worse?

Somehow I don't think it's anyone's idea of a good time.

[Though in Adam's estimation it's not as bad as some of the things that have happened here.]

Nothing too terrible for me this time around. It's just always kind of embarrassing to know that people I barely know saw that stuff.

I don't know, could be some weirdos out there.

[He's only mostly joking. This is somebody's thing.]

That's good, though. About the nothing terrible, not the embarrassing part. If somebody brings it up and tries to be shitty about it, just make a joke out of it.

I've never been good at that kind of thing.

[It's not quite that Adam is awkward, or that he isn't clever - he just isn't good at being quick-witted in that way. All his life, silence has been the smarter option, and though it would probably be safe to speak up, he's just not used to it. He tends to freeze people out instead.

He's not great with people.]

Do people usually take it well when you do that?

[According to Tucker, he is great with people. Leave it to him, new bff.]

Depends. Some people get mad that you didn't get offended. But that's not the point. It's not for them, it's for you.

Hmm.

[He gets what Tucker's saying, and it sounds nice - Adam has always reluctantly admired people who do what they want, who don't allow other people's expectations to tie them down. But he doesn't think he could be that sort of person himself.]

It sounds nice, anyway. Better than getting in a fistfight, at least.

Most things're better than a fist fight. Can't risk our beautiful faces, can we?

[He's going to accompany that with a playful elbow nudge.]

[That makes Adam laugh. Definitely not his first concern in a fistfight, but he likes that attitude.]

You've got a point. I'm sure everyone in the city would be disappointed if those got ruined.

[ Richie starts off his day by looking for Eddie, mostly because he's curious but realistically because of sheer boredom. Sure, being away from parents--even if they ignore you--is great, but it gets a little lonely. But there's Bev, and there's Eddie, and he can't find Bev so he goes to where he thinks Eddie'll be.

He's wearing his jacket with pride, even though he has a tie-dye hoodie underneath and jeans and what looks to be two mismatched canvas sneakers on his feet. He very clearly dressed himself and very clearly doesn't care. ]

Hey has anyone seen a short guy that has an aspirator here? Eddie?

[It's the jacket that catches his eye at first, because he's got one just like it. Normally Adam wouldn't wear a jacket inside - it would be weird, he's not cold - but for whatever reason he hasn't wanted to take it off. And he's not stupid, he knows very well that the gods are probably just playing games with them again.

But as long as it's innocuous, he doesn't mind too much. He walks over.]

I haven't. Did he say he was coming here?

[Adam could have missed him. Maybe.]

No, he's probably just sitting around with his thumb up--

[ Blink. Richie looks at the jacket, and then his, and then grins. ]

Holy shit, nice threads.

Hey, yours isn't too bad either.

[He really can't respond to that with anything but a smile in return.]

I guess we've got something in common. I'm Adam Parrish.

Richie Tozier. You look way better in them, though. Most people here look really good, though.

[ A beat. ]

Have you thought about how weird it is? Except for the guy who got a building dropped on him and us kids, everyone here is super hot.

That's probably a good sign, right? It means you'll be super hot eventually.

[He doesn't laugh, but he wants to.]

You're right, though. There's a lot of uncommonly attractive people here. Maybe the Door selects for that?

[the jacket is a bit too large for her (the sleeves cover up her hands) but that doesn't stop Nah from wearing it. like, it's free clothes, and as far as she knows this is the highest fashion in this place, so of course she wears it. it does help that she also sees other people around wearing similarly garish jackets, but a strange feeling tells her that the jacket she mysteriously received is The Coolest of them all.

so yeah, sup. she grins at Adam when she sees what he's wearing.] Hey! Same jacket!

[He doesn't stop an answering smile. It's a little strange - Adam's not always the greatest at making friends, not the friendliest or the most open, but things have been different recently. The jackets, at least, give him a place to start.]

Hey, nice! Looks like we both got a fashion upgrade.

[Adam is not very good at fashion. This jacket is also not his usual style, but it's... just so cool.]

It looks nice on you.

[This is sent out to everyone in Squad 8, once Adam has figured out who those people are.]

Hi. This feels weird, since we don't really know each other, but the matching jackets have to mean something.

Any idea why we all got stuck together?

probs bc were th coolest mfers in hadriel tbh
also these jackets are sick af

because we're the coolest?????

i don't see a fault in their logic

cept maybe that theres only like one hot girl

and one of us is a dragon

but thats pretty cool

anyone feel like michael jackson in these coats?

michael jackson?
can't we pick someone a little less ancient?

[ Sorry Richie. Also she's not touching the hot comment because she's 90% sure it's not directed at her.

kcoolthnx ]

Wait, one of us is a dragon? Which one?

I like the coats, but they're a little flashy.

flashy is best

the one that turns INTO A DRAGON is a dragon

it was scary

somebody else turns into shit?
why didnt anyone tell me wtf
also dont knock michael jackson
weird dude but thriller will be a classic until the end of fuckin time

dont talk shit about thriller in this group text thats a fucking rule now

Seems fair.

OK. Did the dragon try to eat you? Because otherwise that sounds less scary and more cool.

i wasnt there but if a dragon wants to eat you
just offer em somethin better than you
works every time

[Except when it doesn't.]

dragons r p cool tho

I DONT EAT PEOPLE only the annoying ones.

[it's a joke. probably.]

I wouldn't eat any of you guys though don't worry. And thanks, yes, dragons are VERY cool.

[ a dragon... well, that's new. ]

fine
literally for you guys
i won't shit on michael jackson

also thnx for not eating ppl

Who is michael jackson? is he in this group?

[yeah if only.]

Dragons don't know about Michael Jackson? That's kind of sad to think about.

pls tell me someone has some michael jackson on their phone or smth
we gotta save this poor dragon from the depths of cultureless hell

I can't help with that. Maybe one of us can sing, or something?

Also not it.

i can sing but to get the full experience someone needs to dance

It's Gr8 2 B in Squad 8, M8

adam

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