[Closed] Day 8 || The Depths

[fighterpaladin]

Who: Keith and Lance
What: Making plans for Lance to go explore the lake.
Where: Outside the house they're staying at, next to the porch.
When: Day 8
Warnings: None, currently


It's almost noon.

Lance has been out for most of the morning, swimming around the lake, and Keith has been keeping himself busy doing things around the house. The windows are secured and so are the doors. Nails from stuff they didn't need, together with a makeshift hammer, helped, and it allowed him to fix the step on the porch that was a bit of a menace.

There are still no news from anyone, and they still don't have any answers, but keeping his head occupied with things that need doing so they can better assure their survival (in a not too terrible way) helps him not start to lose his mind.

Food is now in a pot, on the firewood stove, slowly boiling, and Keith is finishing cutting some more wood outside when he hears Lance approaching.

Good timing. He needs help, taking all this inside.

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[sharpshooterpaladin]

So Lance has had a bit of a weird start today. He couldn't stop thinking about going for a swim, so after fetching water and some other chores, he's been at the lake. The weird thing is... well, there's a lot of weird things. But diving is so easy, he almost can't believe it. He's a good swimmer, but even he is second guessing how long he can stay underwater at the moment-- is it weird? He thinks it's weird.

Still. He finds a wrench down there, which, by some miracle, hasn't been integrated into the lakebed. He also spots some mussles - didn't even know freshwater ones existed - but thinks he should probably ask Keith if he even eats those before he tries to pry and loose. ... and also bring a bucket.

More than anything, though, he can't shake the feeling that there's more to explore in this lake, not to mention that island with the castle that's been bugging him since he first saw it.

Time to head back for now, though. He dries off with the sheet he brought - no proper towels to be had so far, but anything else is just too freaking cold. Then he heads back.

And there's Keith, chopping wood outside. He really does look different from before he left. Taller, wider shoulders too.

... Anyway. "Hey! Found something. Sorry about the algae, but we can get that off and it still works just fine." He gestures with the wrench. Also, that's kind of a lot of wood. "... Do you need a hand with that?"