text; un: trashmouth; nov. 29th

[measuringdicks]

Eddie's gone.

I'll be keeping the clinic open. I think he'd want that. but we need another nurse or a doctor or even a magic healer as soon as possible. I don't know nearly enough about medical shit.

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text; un:scifo 1 / 2

[thinkfirst]

This is a separate clinic from the hospital here? What sort of magic healing would be helpful?

2 / 2

[thinkfirst]

Also, I'm very sorry to hear that Eddie is gone. We met, and he seemed like he had been through much already at so young an age. It's good that you're trying to carry on his legacy. If you need anything, please don't hesitate to ask. You shouldn't be alone.

Text UN: ClickClickBloom

[onekindsoul]

I'm sorry, Richie.
I knew how important you were to him and how important he must have been to you.
If you need anything just let me or Ange know.

...And I'm not so great with anything medical wise but if there's any way I can help out at the clinic I'll give it a shot.

[measuringdicks]

I need volunteers
like a lot of them
I can't run a clinic on my own I can handle the logistics but like I can't handle everything

if you can lift shit and figure out inventory you should come over as soon as I can find the list of shit we need

un: trienemybest; text

[droptheious]

[The knowledge Eddie, of all people has gone is gut-wrenching. Varian isn't going to focus on the clinic right now. No way, no how. Richie takes priority here. ]

Where are you?

That's your opportunity to make it easier for both of us because I'm coming to find you regardless, by the way.

[measuringdicks]

greenhouse
with the animals

un: lev

[bowliever]

...I'm sorry Richie. I know how it feels.

[measuringdicks]

you'd think I'd be used to it by now right
this isn't the first time someone I knew disappeared

but I'm fine
I just
have to put the clinic into order
he'd lose his shit if I let the place fall apart after he left

Text; UN: Cuddlebunny

[lightthedarkness]

[Eddie was gone?

No, no that couldn't be true. But, it's not as if Richie would lie about something like this. She swallows back the sadness.]

He will be deeply missed. [She lets out a breath that he can't see as she types out the next words.]

I can heal, though. With magic.

[measuringdicks]

[He wishes he were lying. He wishes this were some fucked-up joke and Eddie will burst through the door any second. But this is too close, too important to lie about, even jokingly.

I miss him already. He can't say that. The loss is like an open wound in the middle of his heart, bleeding and bleeding, and how do you fix that? How do you even begin to treat that?]

okay
that's good
when are you free and how's that magic work?
so I know when to expect you to drop by the clinic and what to expect to see when you're healing people

text; un: shiro

[shiro2hero]

[He should have said something sooner.]

[He should have checked in sooner. Been there more often, spoken to the both of them more often. He should have been there - or been on the beach, and maybe he could have stopped it maybe he could have - ]

[None of that is allowed to come through.]

[Not one single shred of it. Not to Richie. Not now.]

I can be there in a few minutes. If you don't want to be alone.

[He can't leave his kid's boyfriend alone. If nothing else - if he couldn't have saved Eddie... he's got to be there for Richie.]

[measuringdicks]

yeah I don't wanna be alone there's a shitton of things I have to do

[And if he stops moving, stops doing them, for even a single second, the grief will catch up to him and drown him. The clinic first. Everything else can come later.]

text; un impala67

[venatoris]

[ this is the first time Dean's lost someone in this way - someone just...going home, leaving. whatever. it stings. And Dean doesn't know this kid but he can tell that there's a sense of loss, even in just the text that comes across his omni. ]

son of a bitch.

[ eloquent, Dean. ]

Cas may be able to help with the healer stuff. He's an angel.

tw internalized homophobia

[measuringdicks]

yeah it's a fucking bitch of a situation isn't it

[Any other time, Richie would boggle at the idea of a real life angel deciding to come help with the clinic. He's used to monsters and eldritch beings, but angels are something he doesn't have as much experience with, and frankly he's always kind of thought they wouldn't be for him—some asshole queer from a backwoods town where you did everything you could not to be seen looking at other boys, because if the other boys caught you then who knows what they'd do to you.

He almost turns to say something to Eddie about it, the joke on the tip of his tongue before he remembers: Eddie isn't here, anymore.]

tell him to drop in whenever he has free time
and if he brings supplies that'd be great too
we're always in need of supplies and shit

[imaglyphwitch]

Good luck with the clinic and all but...

I'm sorry he's gone. I liked Eddie. He was funny and tried to watch out for people here. He'll be missed.

[measuringdicks]

he's already missed
he was the funniest guy I knew and I've heard plenty of comedians at their best
he was just naturally funny

don't be sorry
he's
he was
he was really good

text; un: ushiromiya

[entreats]

[ God, of all people to leave, it just had to be the guy Richie liked, didn't it. ]

There's plenty of people here who can do weird magic healing stuff. It should be fine. [ Should be. Ange is sure plenty of people will be offering help with that, so it can't hurt to at least get that worry off the guy's mind when he's already got enough to deal with right now. ]

I'm honestly more worried about your personal state than the state of the clinic right now.

> private

[measuringdicks]

yeah
yeah I guess
it's just
I guess I never thought I'd have to be the one doing the asking

[It takes a long, long while before Richie sends another message, but this one's set to private.]

you know how when you die horribly the pain gets so much that your brain just kind of checks right out and then it just cuts out and the next thing you know you're back and you're okay but you're also a little off
that but there's no point where it checks out
you have to deal with this shit

I have to worry about something else bc if I don't
then I'm wondering where the fuck he's gone

Text UN: blackmoths

[blackmothwings]

[Losing Eddie is something Lucille has always feared. She had come to care for him dearly, as though he were her son, and so she never wanted this day to come. She's always known that nothing good lasts forever, that she'd surely lose him eventually. But it was also nice pretending that it would never happen.

She has to read Richie's post several times. She doesn't believe him at first. Refuses to. Then she tries to contact Eddie.

It doesn't work.]

This is a sad day.

[She finally manages to type, hands trembling.]

I am so very sorry. You will let me know if you need anything, won't you? I may be able to assist with the clinic.

tw underage drinking

[measuringdicks]

if you have some booze that would be fuckin great

otherwise yeah we need like
supplies
and volunteers
especially people who know how bodies work and how to fix them

text; un: willthewise

[deadboywalking]

[Nope.

Nope, nope, nope, Will reads the message and immediately rejects it. Nope. No. No, no, no. His mind simply doesn't allow it. He doesn't let himself think about it for a solid day. His Omen nudges his hands away every time he reaches to pick up and respond. Marshmallow, at least, knows what's good for him.

But finally, after a good day and a half:] i'm a paleblood. i don't know if that'll help with healing or anything. maybe?

[measuringdicks]

that's fine
I'll find something and anyway I'm gonna need all the help I can get bc I might be good at a lot of things but fuck if I can run a clinic on my own
Eddie's
Eddie was
better at it than I am

un: eudaimonikos; text

[eudaimonikos]

Oh no

I'm so sorry to hear that.

[Michael's never been great at dealing with grieving people; it just doesn't tend to come up when you live on the other side. But he is sorry. He'll...miss Eddie.]

[measuringdicks]

yeah
well
that's not gonna bring him fucking back

but if you can do anything for the clinic that
would be appreciated
I think he'd like that

Text; un: darkness

[survivalthroughhate]

He was a terrible pain and gave me such headaches but he had his uses. I know he will be missed.

[Maul really wasn't all that good at showing his feelings, even when it came to missing someone who had been around since the beginning when he first got to Deerington.]

I'm sure you'll have plenty of people asking if you are alright and checking up on you so I will spare you that ridiculous sentiment, but if you feel the need to do something destructive I can offer several solutions.

tw underage drinking

[measuringdicks]

I guess I have to give you headaches in his memory
I think it'd be a great way to honor him

does "self-destructive" count bc I want to get fucking drunk