Don't know where I'm gonna land... [Mostly Open]

[talkyourwayout]

Who: Louie and OPEN, with a closed prompt for Huey and Dewey
What: The first half of June could have been better. Let's see how the rest treats Louie.
Where: On and off campus
When: From mid-June on
Warnings: None


Louie's Delivery Service
[Orisa is neither a broom nor a wise-cracking cat, but she's proven to be reliable, and extremely so. You bet Louie is taking full advantage of that, specifically by putting the omnic to work in his delivery service. There seemed to be quite a need for deliveries last month, after all - so... Problem, solution, right? That was how you built a business.

You need it delivered, and whatever it is, Louie and Orisa will make it happen! Louie cooridinates while Orisa does the actual labor. No one need know how grossly underpaid poor Orisa is... Especially Orisa.]

Uh-huh, uh-huh. And who is this going to, again?

Study Buddy?
[Louie doesn't care much about midterms, but he does care about not blowing up - so studying and practicing magic is a must, anyway. He might as well not fail while doing so. There's one huge obstacle he keeps running into, though: The library was not designed for a two-foot-tall duck.]

Hey, help me out? I need that book on Fantastics...

Shop 'Til You Drop
Ah, the smell of business dealings!

[Studying students deserve a reward, right? For Louie, that comes in the form of shopping in the Tenscore Kingdoms. He browses the forged and glyped items, almost as if he has his eye out for something particular. The search doesn't stop him from commenting on other things, though - he may not be taking Glyphing or Forging classes at present, but he can still value an item pretty well.]

Oh man, that's nice... That- Hmm, just copper, really? Ooh, this one has jewels on the handle!

No Rest for the Wicked (Closed to Huey and Dewey)
[With the delivery service started up, you might think Louie's conscience would keep him awake.

It doesn't.

Thunder and lightning, on the other hand, do. And that's what has the youngest Duck triplet waiting outside the Eiather House dormitory door. He's sent Cash, the rat, in with a little note addressed to his brothers that simply reads "Let me in! -Louie".]

Wildcard!
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Comments

the buddiest of studies

[woo_oo]

Got it!

[Surely the solution to this problem is climbing up the bookcase like some sort of adorable spider-rock climber hybrid.]

[talkyourwayout]

[Ah, he hadn't realized Webby was the one next to him, or he would have gone to find someone who wasn't the same height.

Also this is still awkward for him, seeing her.]

Uh, I'm pretty sure there's an easier way to do that.

[woo_oo]

[Too late, she's already there, yanking the book out.]

Got it! Catch!

[And down she throws!]

[talkyourwayout]

[He fumbles the book a bit, out of nerves that it's going to hit him in the face, but does catch it.]

Thanks, Webby. How's your studying going?

[Being normal with Webby again shouldn't be this hard, darn it.]

[woo_oo]

[of course, as far as she knows, all is normal! She begins to climb back down.]

Well, now that we're all cool again, and I don't have to worry about Lena's back home situation, I can study with a free and clear mind!

[talkyourwayout]

[Well, THAT sets the awkwardness aside in his mind, at least for the time being.]

What about Lena back home?

[woo_oo]

Didn't Dewey tell you?

[She lands back on the floor.]

In our future, she's going to come back to us and be a whole person again!

Study buddy

[shiningkindness]

[Luckily Fluttershy has been reaching for the shelf the book was on already, and pulls it off the shelf to hand it to Louie.]

Here you go. Could you let me know when you're done with it though? I kind of need it myself later.

[talkyourwayout]

Sure.

[A pause. There's an obvious solution to that, too, of course.]

Or we could look at it together, if that's okay with you?

[shiningkindness]

Oh, sure! I don't mind. That might actually be helpful, in case one of us doesn't understand something.

[talkyourwayout]

Yeah, and it might even make the studying a bit less boring.

[He shrugs and heads over to a library table.]

[shiningkindness]

That's true too.

[She follows him to the table, taking a seat next to him and pulling out a notebook to take notes.]

[talkyourwayout]

Anything in particular you were focusing on?

Money don't grow on trees

[couldabeenturbo]

Dewey sees the note first - of course he does, what with Huey constantly being preoccupied with studies or weaning his familiar off gambling. He checks to make sure his roommate is sleeping soundly - yep, Eleven is out light a light, not bothered in the least by the weather - then slips out into the common room to open the door.

He knows why Louie's here, of course - he'd started to expect him the moment he'd heard the rumble of thunder. Cash is perched on his shoulder as he pulls the door open, and he gives Louie a little smirk.

"Lose something?"

[talkyourwayout]

"Oh, shut up," Louie mutters, stepping inside and holding a hand up to Dewey's shoulder so Cash can hop over. He remembers the last time he was in this common room - he'd been the target of some house rivalry-fueled bullying, but luckily, his pajamas don't betray him as a Vhaludor student. Plus, most of the Eiather students have retired to their dorms for the night.

[couldabeenturbo]

"Dun' wanna," he said brightly. "My roommate's sawing logs - you wanna play a game in here or something?"

[talkyourwayout]

"Yeah, I guess that w-"

A particularly loud and very close by boom of thunder cuts him off, though, and he takes in a deep breath as the sound fades away. This sucks.

[couldabeenturbo]

"This is one of those times - you know, like all the time lately - when I wish I knew more magic so I could, I dunno, make the walls soundproof or something."

He shoots his brother a sympathetic glance. He's always loved the sound of thunder, reveled in it, along with the possiblities it brings of spooky ghost stories by candlelight while the power's out. But he can put a lid on that for Louie, since Uncle Donald's not there to help. He figures he kind of has to. It's an unspoken rule.

"Maybe we could raid the kitchen first?"

[talkyourwayout]

The smile Louie gives Dewey in return to that look is small - even tiny - but present all the same. His brother may be a lunatic half the time, but he's a good guy, too.

He winces at another clap of thunder, and shakes his head 'no'. Getting to the kitchens would mean walking through the storm. Besides, the best comfort he'll get is if he just keeps talking. That always makes him feel more at ease, even in a situation he can't literally talk himself out of.

"How are you classes going?"

No Rest. .....No @*%#.

[goingbythebook]

Thankfully he'd already been awake himself, though less because of disturbance by the storm and more that he'd been busy counting the seconds between lightning and thunder. It'd become a small habit of his- first, living out in the wharf on a boat meant you should be very wary of storms, and then up on top of Killmotor Hill afforded a view of the weather all its own -and that wouldn't stop here. However, while he may've enjoyed the storms, he knew others didn't, and Cash's appearance wasn't very surprising at all...

It's barely a minute after sending the familiar in that Louie will get an answer, with Huey opening the door and quickly ushering him inside. He was silent, but his expression said it all anyway: "It's alright, come sit with me."

[talkyourwayout]

It really was true, what Louie had told Fluttershy about Huey being the grown-up of the triplets. It was a little easier to show his fear with Huey, for that reason, and Louie managed a brief and small smile as he stepped inside.

"You doing the counting?" he asked in a mumble. He did pay attention. Maybe not all the time, but sometimes. Huey's nerd stuff, he was aware of - even if he didn't talk to him about it.

[goingbythebook]

"Yeah, of course I am," he said matter-of-factly. "No weather station to cross reference with of course, but it's still... nice." He paused, but the unsaid might've been heard anyway. In this world of strangeness, counting the thunder was refreshingly normal.

As they talked he led Louie further inside, to the heart of the common room. It might be better to walk up to the dorm, but he didn't want to disturb any of his roommates and besides, it was a bit cozier down here anyway.

[talkyourwayout]

Louie nodded. He understood. He'd had more time than Huey to adjust to this place, and sometimes it seemed show, but he still remembered the earlier days, and how weird everything had felt. That had been a huge catalyst, at least on his end, in forming a friendship with Lena - she was something familiar, her and Webby.

A flash of lightning brightened the common room through the windows, just then, illuminating Louie's upset expression. He'd been so focused on trying to get over the awkwardness which now accompanied being with Webby - on his end only, of course, as she remained oblivious - that he hadn't given himself a chance to be sad about what had happened. Not really.

Of course, most of his unhappiness just then was coming from the storm. He took a seat, and after hesitating a moment, looked from Huey to the spot on the chair next to him. There was plenty of room for a caring brother there.

[goingbythebook]

Huey noted Louie's face in that flash, which caused a crinkle of worry in his own. He wondered if there was more to it than the storm, but if there was that could certainly be dealt with later.

For now he climbed up beside Louie almost automatically, though that glance certainly helped with feeling "invited." Settling in, he looked at him in kind and leaned a bit, cocking his closest arm up some. A shoulder to lean on, dear brother?

[talkyourwayout]

Again, Louie hesitated, but after a moment he leaned his head against Huey's shoulder.

"I tried doing a Fantastics thing, so I wouldn't be able to hear it so much," he sighed. "Back in my dorm... But I couldn't focus."