(Previous days' movements have been included in Clayton's reports, not replicated here to save space on this page)
Character Movements Starting Location: E6 - 35 Travel: N/A Ending Location: N/A Notes: Trapped with Clayton with a pair of monsters at the door and windows. His is a macabre shade of the angel it resembles, dragging its upper body along on a spine broken by the weight of its mangled wings, bleeding from its mouth and a gaping hole in its chest that's sometimes not there at all, just a circular swath of static. Bits of its limbs flicker in and out of existence as it lumbers up against the window, prying clumsily at it with its twisted, broken fingers.
Enoch tries to ask it questions. It stops and watches with its red static eyes, listening but not comprehending. It perks up at the name "Lucifel", just like it did when Enoch inadvertently called it on seeing the thing.
He doesn't sleep, and by the morning of this day, he's not convinced it's not Lucifel. And there is only one way he has ever heard of to get an anomaly to speak. Stressed and sleep-deprived, it sounds better than sitting here and watching this pathetic, broken version of the one who's always been there for him.
Ensuring Clayton won't be too close to the anomaly, he tells it to back up, to wait. He opens the window. He climbs out, staggering in sudden nausea and dizziness, but manages to remain upright and open his arms.
"Come here, Lucifel," he says.
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Day 081
Character Movements
Starting Location: E6 - 35
Travel: N/A
Ending Location: N/A
Notes: Trapped with Clayton with a pair of monsters at the door and windows. His is a macabre shade of the angel it resembles, dragging its upper body along on a spine broken by the weight of its mangled wings, bleeding from its mouth and a gaping hole in its chest that's sometimes not there at all, just a circular swath of static. Bits of its limbs flicker in and out of existence as it lumbers up against the window, prying clumsily at it with its twisted, broken fingers.
Enoch tries to ask it questions. It stops and watches with its red static eyes, listening but not comprehending. It perks up at the name "Lucifel", just like it did when Enoch inadvertently called it on seeing the thing.
He doesn't sleep, and by the morning of this day, he's not convinced it's not Lucifel. And there is only one way he has ever heard of to get an anomaly to speak. Stressed and sleep-deprived, it sounds better than sitting here and watching this pathetic, broken version of the one who's always been there for him.
Ensuring Clayton won't be too close to the anomaly, he tells it to back up, to wait. He opens the window. He climbs out, staggering in sudden nausea and dizziness, but manages to remain upright and open his arms.
"Come here, Lucifel," he says.
(if you need anything canon-specific, shoot me a PM/PP or ask here!)