DANNY CATCHALL

[fleshedout]

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WEEK 0 DAY THREE

[fleshedout]

[Hey, Danny! Have a misfire text.]

i hate this thing

[gogoghostpowers]

what thing?
also who is this

w1, thursday

[gogoghostpowers]

[ i'm sure like twenty people have dragged hot pants to medbay by now so Danny will just pop in there, tentatively giving her a once-over to get a sense of her condition. ]

Hey. Are you...alright?

[fleshedout]

[She's...here! Relatively intact, but bandaged up and down her arms, and upper right chest. She's closed her eyes, but opens them when Danny looks in.]

...Could be better. Better than most, I think.

WEEK 1 SATURDAY

[fleshedout]

[Wherever Danny is, here is Hot Pants! Who is stony-faced as ever, though...it's obvious she's tired, too. It's been a day. It's been a very long day.]

...How are you feeling, Danny?

[gogoghostpowers]

[ shrugs, because tired is a good way to put it ]

I dunno. How are you supposed to feel, after a day like that?

w2, wednesday

[gogoghostpowers]

hey
where are you
i wanna show you something
it's danny, by the way

[fleshedout]

hey danny

i'm at the greenhouse right now. what is it?

WEEK 2 THURSDAY

[fleshedout]

[Someone's poking their head into the medbay. What's up, ghost boy.]

Feeling better?

[gogoghostpowers]

A little. Not that that's a hard bar to clear.

WEEK 2 SUNDAY

[fleshedout]

[Hey, this is her broody spot too, so when she comes and sees Danny...well, hello there.]

...Danny. [She's just coming over to him. Not saying anything else, just looking over him to see if he's neck deep in broodingville.]

[gogoghostpowers]

[ he looks up from his sitting brood position. ]

Oh. Hey, HP. I was actually just about to go looking for you.

WEEK 3 TUESDAY

[fleshedout]

[Hey, Danny! We're here on the bridge to the meeting hall. The day is nice. The temperature is comfortable. Hot Pants is on fire.]

...I hate this.

[gogoghostpowers]

[ Danny is here too. Also on fire. ]

You too, huh?

WEEK 4 THURSDAY

[fleshedout]

[Thanks to a certain ghost boy, she's arrived safely to medbay, and now is waiting her turn as she sits on a bed, exhaustion and pain vibing from her. She looks up at him, taking off her visor.]

...Thank you, Danny.

[gogoghostpowers]

Uh, sure thing. [ he offers a hand to take the visor, if she wants to get rid of it. ]

...so, I know you're gonna go in the pod and all in a bit, but until then...do you wanna do anything about all this? [ gestures at all the blood. ]

WEEK 5 MONDAY

[fleshedout]

[Hey there! Its the Ren Faire!]

[She is literally just walking over to hand him a caramel apple.]

[Hi.]

[gogoghostpowers]

[ Danny is still wandering around in his oversized black robes covering him completely, so you can't see the surprise on his face, but it's here. He takes the caramel apple with a blue hand. ]

Whoa. Uh, thanks?

[ he can't tell if this is extremely HP, or extremely not HP ]

WEEK 5 SUNDAY

[fleshedout]

[The beach is peaceful, as always. Hard to believe a giant fire lizard was here, before. Hot Pants glances over as she sees Danny, giving a short wave.]

Here to think some thoughts?

[gogoghostpowers]

[ Danny's already sitting in the sand, and lifts a hand to return the wave. ]

I guess so. It's a lot easier to think positive when you're on the beach, at least.

WEEK 6 SATURDAY

[fleshedout]

[Hey, Danny? She's sort of wandering listlessly when she sees him in...Party City.]

What the hell are you doing here, Danny.

[gogoghostpowers]

[ he laughs a little and waves at Hot Pants. He's just kind of. Sitting in a pile of streamers and loose confetti, a good chunk of it blackened and burnt. ]

Hey, HP! I just--I missed this place, you know? There's just so much fun stuff! Why wouldn't I be here?

[ he gathers a handful of the burnt party goods and throws them up in the air, letting them drift back down like snow. ]

WEEK 7 WEDNESDAY

[fleshedout]

[HELLO she is here. At this house.]

...Danny? You home?

[gogoghostpowers]

[ runs over and opens the door ]

HP? Hey!

w7, friday

[gogoghostpowers]

[ well. here he is. laying in the dirt on the moon. the moondirt. he's just staring up into the blackness of space, completely silent and unmoving. ]

[fleshedout]

...

[She's bending to look down at him.]

Danny?