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fandomtownies2021-04-26 06:30 am
somethingwithturquoise) wrote in fandomtownies2021-04-26 06:30 am
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Turtle & Canary; Monday [04/26].
It was with great trepidation that Summer went into the store that day, unable to shake the feeling that when she walked through those doors, something awful was waiting for her. Granted, she felt with Apu and his obsession with wierd holidays, and the store's tendency to stock itself with an excess of whatever, this was a very understandable and well-founded concern.
What wasn't nearly as understandable and well-founded was the fact that she was extremely worried that, whatever it was, she wouldn't be able to handle it herself, and that, of course, the one time she needed Shunsui to step up and actually be responsible for this place because she didn't have the ability, it was while he was back in his weird afterlife world or whatever it was for the next two weeks because the semester was over and that meant he actually had to go do his other job for a little while until the summer session started.
Which was, of course, ridiculous, because Shunsui not being here for two weeks meant absolutely nothing in this place being able to run smoothly, because Shunsui didn't actually do anything around here except drink all the sake and mess up the backroom, but that kind of logic had no place in Summer's brain that day, apparently.
And of course it was the end of the semester, so something was definitely going to happen. She just knew it was, it always did, and it was enough to make her wonder if she should head home for the next two weeks, too, but the logic inherent in the fact that she was significantly more likely to die tragically and horribly and in ways no one would ever realize or care about back home than she was on Fandom, at least, was very present and accounted for.
She figured there was maybe a 92% chance something horrible and tragic might happen to her if she stayed here.
If she went home, that percentage, was, like, a hundred and ten.
When she got into the store and found that nothing weird was going on and everything was in order and seemed to be working fine, that only made her suspicion worse, because that clearly meant whatever it was, it was building up to it, and she was so not ready.
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What wasn't nearly as understandable and well-founded was the fact that she was extremely worried that, whatever it was, she wouldn't be able to handle it herself, and that, of course, the one time she needed Shunsui to step up and actually be responsible for this place because she didn't have the ability, it was while he was back in his weird afterlife world or whatever it was for the next two weeks because the semester was over and that meant he actually had to go do his other job for a little while until the summer session started.
Which was, of course, ridiculous, because Shunsui not being here for two weeks meant absolutely nothing in this place being able to run smoothly, because Shunsui didn't actually do anything around here except drink all the sake and mess up the backroom, but that kind of logic had no place in Summer's brain that day, apparently.
And of course it was the end of the semester, so something was definitely going to happen. She just knew it was, it always did, and it was enough to make her wonder if she should head home for the next two weeks, too, but the logic inherent in the fact that she was significantly more likely to die tragically and horribly and in ways no one would ever realize or care about back home than she was on Fandom, at least, was very present and accounted for.
She figured there was maybe a 92% chance something horrible and tragic might happen to her if she stayed here.
If she went home, that percentage, was, like, a hundred and ten.
When she got into the store and found that nothing weird was going on and everything was in order and seemed to be working fine, that only made her suspicion worse, because that clearly meant whatever it was, it was building up to it, and she was so not ready.
Get Your Emergency Supplies NOW. While you still CAN.
Today's Squishy Flavors
Probably Poison
Definitely Diabetes in a Cup
Red
Turtle & Canary is open! And maybe a bit paranoid...
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He'd also grown accustomed to being very, very prepared while he did.
So yeah, when he spotted that sign, he headed right in.
"Do we know what the emergency is? Hurricane? Tsunami? I feel like I've heard someone mention a volcano around here...."
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And so when Travis rushed in, her eyes went a little wide, half-expecting it was another fire or something like that, like what happened at Dr. Lecter's was clearly just the start of something, but then he spoke and...well, she still wasn't ready to let go of the idea of little fires everywhere building into something much bigger, like, at all, but she did shake her head at him.
"Too early to tell, maybe," she said. "Could be anything at this point."
Which was super helpful, definitely, thank you, Summer.
It had been a while since she felt this....helpless. And she was not handling it well right now, omg.
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The desperate sigh she gave after that probably didn't help. It was on the very edge of a sob, actually, she couldn't even remember the last time anything here made her feel like this!
But she did remember the last time she truly felt this way, and it made her suppress a shudder.
"I'd honestly just get the hell out of here by now if it weren't for the fact that anything waiting for me outside of here is probably a million times worse. At least whatever happens here doesn't usually have a body count."
Her body, especially.
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“...Right. I’m on call for the foreseeable future, then.” He scanned the store. “Alright, so....Extra fuel, non-perishable food, potable water, blankets, meds..... I should make sure we’ve got plenty of first aid kits.......”
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"I can get Apu on grabbing some of the extra stuff like that in the back room," she said, already pulling out her phone to text him although he was literally just a few aisle down, but that was just how they communicated half the time. "We have a lot, and I'm putting in more orders today, but who even knows what will show up, if anything, by the time the week really gets into full swing."
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She may have some pent up aggression and bias there, so shoot her.
Especially if you were a trooper, because at least then she'd feel confident that she wouldn't actually get shot.
"But usually things go out on the radio if there's an emergency," she said. "Maybe check in with Jesse, she probably has about a million action plans put together for half the things it could possibly be. If it's violent things, Caritas is a good place to gather because they have a protection spell that prevents violence. But it's hard to really plan when we don't even know what it's going to be, you know? I guess everyone just has to be ready, be on alert, maybe start getting ready to barricade in and/or get their weapons ready."
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A pause.
"Unless whatever it is starts to turn us against each other."
Allowing Summer to go down a road of speculation on what might be in store for them this week was probably a terrible idea right now...
Because it was bad, right, that she was already making a list in her head of who she might have to consider taking out first? Ohgod...
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....Not that Travis had ever really needed to decide the latter before.
"Wait, how would it turn us against each other?"
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"Brain parasites," she said, with a frightening lack of hesitation. In fact, she was practically answering before Travis even finished asking. "Mind control. Alternate reality versions of ourselves. Being forced into no-win situations at the hands of a sadistic fucker asshole. Fuck, we literally all just had pollen drive us off the wall with hormones, who's to say the next batch doesn't just make us all homicidal?"
Look, the narrative warned you it was a terrible idea to ask!
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"...Why does anyone live here?!"
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In case he needed more evidence for her case that staying here was actually her better option right now.
Though to be fair, there was some crossover at this point.
"But it's usually not bad here. And then there are weeks like this one."
And they didn't even know anything yet!
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He hated that plan.
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possibly?, Travis! Just like you!Well, okay, the suburbs, anyway, so maybe that explained it?
"Pretty much," Summer answered with a special kind of misery in her sigh, then she shrugged. "You could always patrol around the island, though, look for anything weirder than usual. Check in with town hall or the trooper station to see if anything's been reported. Hard to tell, on a Monday. These things usually build. We should have more to work with tomorrow."
And boy, would they!
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Poor baby was on his first big damn event in town.
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And really, it wasn't insane? Like, not even that much? Because...
"I mean, at least it does tend to keep a schedule! Makes it, like, way easier to prepare for this kind of thing. Good luck getting that kind of deal anywhere else!"
She felt a little odd, defending the island right now as well, especially when it was doing this to all of them, but it really didn't take much to remind her of how good this place actually was to them.
And then promptly widened her eyes with the realization that this place had probably totally Stolkholm Syndromed her by now.
UGH.
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He was a first responder, after all.
“Right. Well. Time to stock up.”