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[wiseoldbartender]

Husk

Fuck off.

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FROM: SUBJECT: FAMILY CHAT So we got a pig now. LAPIS I know you don't want a big fuss... EDWARD If you want to talk about it or... DIARMUID I heard what happened. CEREZA Knock knock, my little Sourpuss~ CAMILLA Say, Husk, you wouldn't happen to have any recommendations... LAPIS Father's Day SAMPO/LAPIS/JINWOO Husker Agapov. On the next night in... LAPIS Are you at your place right now? EUNIE how's this month's mission mildred

TO: SUBJECT: FAM CHAT What does it mean when you dream DIARMUID So. Are we gonna talk about the thing. FAM CHAT Weird request. One of you needs to come... BLADE Got a sword from that sketchy shopkeeper. ELLIOT Hey, Elliot. Think shit's calmed down enough... DIARMUID Order came. At Jinwoo's place. LAPIS That FUCKING son of a BITCH HUA CHENG Shit's getting bad. LAPIS One of those flying boxes gave me a new phone EUNIE You might wanna stay away from your regular place for a while.

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Action (Backdated to Oct 28th)

[crisantemo]

[ After the actual hell Husk has been through, Lapis has done her best to be there for her dad - gently urging him from his blanket nest so he actually eats and does something else besides sleep and drink. And making sure that he isn't spending time alone; he has her and Jinwoo now, and he's never going to be alone in dealing with this. Husk was there for her when she was at her lowest, so she can at least do this much for him - days have passed and things have gradually become easier, but this will still take time to work through.

And today, on this particular day, Lapis is insistent that Husk comes to the kitchen. She will carry him there if she must!

Once he's there, he'll see why she wanted him there; atop the kitchen island is a small cake sitting next to a box wrapped neatly in silver paper. And there's even a couple of balloons, black with the words "Birthday Bastard" printed across it - only the best and most appropriate for her family of course. ]

I know you don't want a big fuss, but I still wanted to do something for you. [ To make sure he knows he's loved, no matter what. ]

Happy birthday, Dad.

[wiseoldbartender]

[If left to his own devices, Husk absolutely would have just wrapped himself up in bed and drunk himself into oblivion until the horrors of the Event Horizon had faded into the back of his mind with the rest of his trauma. It's what he's been doing his whole life at this point- it worked just fine.

But he hasn't had the chance to indulge in this extremely unhealthy coping mechanism this time. Lapis has dragged him out and reminded him over and over again that he doesn't have to deal with it alone. He's... not good at relying on other people to help him with his bullshit. This is... new.

He does come to the kitchen on his own steam, blinking at the setup. The balloons pull a rough, low laugh out of him. ]

Holy shit, where did you even get those? [He doesn't like much of a fuss when it comes to this, but he knows it means a lot to his daughter. And honestly? It's... kinda nice. He manages a tired smile.] ...Thanks, Kiddo. This... ain't actually all that bad.

[crisantemo]

[ No unhealthy coping mechanisms are allowed, not anymore. Lapis is determined to be there for him and support him, just as he did for her over all these years - which means gently dragging him out of bed to spend time with them. It was a rough time, but she wants to be there for Husk.

So hearing how he laughs when he spots the balloons pulls a gentle giggle from her in return, her smile brightening as she shrugs a shoulder. ]

Jinwoo's new delivery power is very handy. [ Thanks off-brand brain UI Amazon. But she is glad he likes them; this felt much more appropriate for him instead of those usual colourful and cheery balloons. ]

But I'm glad you like it, though you still need to open your present first. [ Then she'll obnoxiously sing happy birthday to him-

But she'll head over to the island, reaching for the box and offering it to him; her expression a little sheepish. ]

I, ah, decided to make something again. Something you'll be able to use since it's getting colder.

[ He has fur, but even that has its limits. And after what he's been through, she's hoping it might bring some comfort too.

Once he opens the box, he'll find a sweater tucked inside - a handmade thing, made of wool and a little wonky on the edges, made of black and red wool with card symbols lining the hem and edges of the sleeves. It's not perfect, the patterns aren't entirely even and aren't lined up as well as they should be, but she's done her best.

And her expression is a little sheepish once he opens it, hands twisting together as she hunches her shoulders. A little nervous about his thoughts on it. ]

[wiseoldbartender]

[He knows, deep down, this is a better way of handling it. That he has half a chance of actually, legitimately healing instead of following the "alcohol solves everything" path. Because it... sure doesn't.

He snorts in amusement, oh of course, Jinwoo's latest nonsense. ]

That thing is making our lives a whole lot fuckin' easier.

[He'll bear the singing with the long-suffering sigh of someone who has heard this song too many times in his life now and knows he will have plenty more too. Still, he opens the parcel and a small smile crosses his face. He picks up the wonky sweater like it's the most precious thing in the world- which is is. ]

...Holy shit, you made this? [He holds it up, examining it this way and that, before looking over at her- ah she's doing the hand-twisty thing she does when she's nervous. ] Dochka, this is fuckin' amazing. I love it.

[Genuinely, he does. He reaches out to pull her into a hug. ]

C'here, why the fuck you so nervous about giving me anything? Honestly.