Event Eighteen.

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Who told you so, dilly dilly, Who told you so? ‘Twas my own heart, dilly dilly, That told me so.

ouch is one of the most intimate, romantic ways to be close to someone else. The Town knows this very well -- the Town wants everyone to be as close as possible. Perhaps that's why this bonding is so...aggressive. Because you're in for quite the shock on this otherwise peaceful day when you brush against the next person on your path. Maybe you're going out of your way to touch people. Maybe you've got a terrible urge to just see what's lurking in someone's heart. Maybe you trip over a conveniently placed rock -- whatever the cause, you're getting an up close and personal look into someone else's heart. Welcome to Awash's eighteenth event log, everyone! Further information on this event can be found here at the OOC post. You are welcome to make your own logs and posts for this event! If there are any questions, please ask them here. Thank you!

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[bittybat]

Yeah. [Batman goes onto one of the sandy towers of the castle, too, near Rei. A protective sentinel of the night despite it being a sunny day. It's fine.] She'll be really safe.

Hey... [He looks between Batman and Rei, and then he slowly glances at Shouto.] What do you do when you miss your mom, but you can't see her?

[glaciers]

[Shouto's gaze is settled on Batman and Rei as he responds.]

I wrote letters to her at home. It feels more personal than just texting her back and forth.

[bittybat]

Letters... [Hm. Damian seems to consider this for a moment.] I don't know if any letters will get to Dad, but...

I can write some anyway.

[Mission One: write letters to his dad.] Do you miss anyone else? [He seems guardedly curious.] I mean, do you miss anyone else back home.

[glaciers]

I don't know if anything can be sent from here, but it helps. At least a little.

My teachers, and my classmates. Not as much as her. It's just weird not to see them every day.

[bittybat]

[Classmates. Hm. There aren't any classmates Damian misses, but there's something like them, so he understands. Thinking about them--Jon, the other four--makes him glow gently and strangely around the edges.] Yeah. [It was weird no to see them every day. It's weird to realize what was taken for granted only when they're not there as usual.]

I miss Dad, and Alfred, and Dick... but... I miss Jon, too, and my teammates.

[glaciers]

[He misses Uraraka, they only became close while they were here. It's weird not seeing her around town and being able to talk to her.]

Is there anything you'd want to say to them?

[bittybat]

[The question surprises him, but Damian lowers his eyes thoughtfully and considers whether or not he has anything he'd want to tell them.] Yeah. [But what does he say when he has one chance?]

I'd say... I love them. [The glow brightens, seeping inward.] I'd say they're really important to me, and I miss them when they're gone. Like... I'm not whole anymore. [The glow, though warm, is blinding, and it consumes him from the outside in.] But... I'd tell them not to be scared because... we'll find each other again.

[glaciers]

[Shouto watches the glow and nods. Damian is... pretty sweet beyond that pre-teen exterior, which he gets. His life hasn't been easy, but there's still warmth there- in here.]

One day we'll get back to them and we'll be able to say everything we want to.

[bittybat]

[Being able to speak his true feelings, the ones he puts in a tightly locked box in a tightly locked box, is a relief. His heart is lighter for it, more free.] Yeah. [The glow consumes him, leaving behind a bright and blinding silhouette. The voice that comes the next time is familiar, slightly deeper, older.]

They may be idiots on multiple occasions, but they're... Family is who you make it.

[The edges of the island world begin to crumble. It isn't a terrifying experience, or it doesn't feel like it should be really. Slowly, like a painting, the world vanishes from the horizon to them. The glow around Damian fades, and Shouto is left with the same thirteen year old pre-teen angst in the middle of town.

Damian regards his palms for a moment or two and then lowers his arms with a small sigh.] Leaving this town can't come quickly enough. [He's being laid bare too often! He hates it!]

[glaciers]

[Family is still bound by blood, but there are people he's much closer to than at home.]

Is it really that bad?

[Then again this is the boy who spilled his backstory to a guy he only knew for approximately two weeks.]