Hill of the Boot

[undread]

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week 0; saturday

[undread]

[let's explore! laudna has changed into a gown, but still has her long hair hanging down, pinned into her red and purple flower crown. she's poking around in the church, long fingers laced together as she takes in the atmosphere.]

Oh, my. Quite creepy.

[shirtbag]

[ at least someone is rolling with the punches.... boothill is out here in full slutty cowboy regalia. he somehow does not burst into flames when he walks into the church and searches the pews near laudna. ]

You, uh, havin' fun there?

[undread]

[pats his tummy. (that was ooc she doesn't do that)]

Isn't exploring so fun? Every inch of this place is a delight.

[shirtbag]

[ it sounds like she's patting a car hood ]

A delight, huh?

[ looks up at the satanic goat story happening on the walls. a delight. sure. ]

You ain't even a little bit concerned 'bout what exactly this buildin' is?

[undread]

Seems obvious it's some sort of terrible demonic ritual?

[shirtbag]

I, uh, figured as much. You ain't worried about all that?

[undread]

Why would I be? The ones that did the ritual aren't here, and the demon doesn't appear to be here. Maybe they took each other out.

[shirtbag]

[ her little happy face... ]

How're you so sure that they ain't here no more? We all somehow got dragged to this barnyard and dressed up in that muddle-fudgin' cult gear. Y'don't think that's related to this here cult chapel?

[undread]

Well, I suppose it could be related... but it could just all be a nasty little surprise we've stumbled upon.

[shirtbag]

You really can't be bothered, huh? [ heh. ] Guess someone oughta be. Y'do strike me as the type to be interested in this sorta thing.

[undread]

I'm hard to ruffle.

[well. sometimes.]

And yes, I do have a little interest in the aesthetic.

[shirtbag]

The aesthetic a'... giant goats 'n blood sacrifice?

[undread]

Yes!

[clasping her hands together, looking delighted.]

Well, not goats specifically, but it all gives off an impression that's quite thrilling and fun.

[shirtbag]

[ boothill is not normal by any means but this woman is. something ]

What 'xactly do you do for a livin', ma'am?

[undread]

For a living? I don't really have a job, exactly. We sort of travel around doing things rich people told us we should do, and sometimes they give us money.

week 7; monday

[undread]

[well, she's leaving her apartment sometime. sometime when he isn't horribly cursed with baldness and a magnetic ass.]

Boothill! I wonder, you've been here a good long while. Would you mind showing me around?

[shirtbag]

[ thank you laudna... they can be normal. ]

'Course. You got a look at Aventurine's notebook earlier, with all them locations laid out?

[undread]

[nodding!]

Very helpful! But it's nice to see them for myself.

[shirtbag]

You got any one place you wanna see in particular, or is it dealer's choice?

[undread]

Let's say dealer's choice, why don't we.