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Don't say the word! - LP Log

Featuring:
Dominik
Gregorian
Grace (Spoofed by Greg)
Zeldove

Salamandastron: Catacombs

Despite the general chaos of the previous day, one could likely say that it had been a positive day, at least for the large hare known as Dominik. He had accompanied Julia up to the kitchens for what he'd thought would be assistance in getting some of them a snack; instead, it turned into a wintery wonderland consisting of massive amounts of spilled flour everywhere, and a pawful of broken jars and stolen cookies and pies. Still, he'd had -fun-, and it was likely the first time since he'd returned from the swamps where he actually, legitimately felt something resembling joy, and laughed. The time spent after being discovered was spent helping to bathe the leverets, as well as himself, and he'd spent the time generally quiet and contemplative, and at the end of the day he'd retired back to the catacombs, where he still felt the most comfortable as the hare had plenty of things to work through, still. Currently, he is seated in the back corner of his alcove, back against the wall, his head resting on his arms as he lightly naps. He mumbles softly in his sleep, nose and whiskers twitching every now and then.   

The escapades had left Greg with some rather angry cooks to placate but at least by the time he'd fixed the door and ensured everything was back to normal at least he hadn't needed to clean up Grace. Speaking of Grace she bounces along to the catacombs happily and for once it's not because she snuck down there because Greg isn't far behind and comes baring food. Nothing special, he just grabbed a selection from lunch but call it a peace offering as he lumbers into the place behind Grace's excitable "Come on! Come on!" she doesn't want to wait for him really though and bounces on ahead as soon as he's at least reached the room. She knows exactly where to go to find Dom's alcove "Dom! We gots lunch"   

Dominik's ears twitch at the sound of an approaching voice; despite being asleep, the hare still remained as alert as ever, something that had never gone away despite what had happened to him. It was something ingrained in him ever since he was small. If there ever was a time, that is. His head lifts, and as he recognizes the voice a smile comes to his muzzle. Then Grace appears there at the entrance to his alcove, and the large buck waves a paw for her to come over and join him. "Is leetle Grace. Hello!" he replies in a low, exhausted voice. He yawns wide, lifting a paw to sluggishly scratch at a long ear, his icy blue eyes peering down at the leveret. "Is lunch?" His head tilts, eyes lifting to try and pinpoint where exactly this lunch she mentioned is. Greg then appears, and Dom wilts for a moment, gaze shifting between Grace, and Greg. He realizes that they must have come down there together, and so he does relax a little. "...sir..." he replies, to Greg.   

Grace barely needs the invitation as she heads straight for the big hare with the intention of sitting on him while Greg catches up. Greg takes a slightly longer route so he can pass Fred's grave on the way and briefly touch it on the way past but he soon appears with a little travelling sack with the food "The young miss insisted tah yah should have lunch. Yah can imagine how hard it is tah argue with her" Greg says with a tidy smile as he puts the sack down nearish Dom and retreats a little to the other wall with his own food "Yah called me sah...does this mean yah remembah who I am now?"
   
Dominik gives Grace a grin as she clambers up atop him to seat herself, the buck reaching a paw down to gently pat her between the ears as she settles herself there. "Yes. Is...hard to...argue. Vith leetle Grace..." he agrees, giving her ears a light ruffling as he leans back against the wall. "Is much thanks...for food. Much apology...for yesterday. Vil still take blame..." The buck's gaze shifts down to the food he'd been brought, and he begins to rummage through the sack. Ears perking at Greg's statement, the large buck nods slowly. "...yes. Remember Greg. Is a bit...fuzzies. But can remember, vooden leg. Vooden leg is Greg." He smiles a bit, being easily able to associate the two things, so it was a bit easier to remember who Greg was. "Other things...is still fuzzies. But...slowly coming back. Lissie says...Dom vas gone, for avhile. Where did go?" Dom tilts his head, as he pulls an apple from the sack, and he holds it out for Grace to take a bite as he stares at Greg.   

Grace looks very pleased with herself for being stubborn and bossy, her ears parting for the patting as she grins. She takes the offered apple instantly and stuffs it in to her mouth to take a huge messy bite out of it. Greg meanwhile stiffly lowers himself down to sit on the floor with a quiet grunt before he goes "Heh" at the leg thing "Metal leg, please" he gives the pegleg a flick and it sounds metallic "I'm a blacksmith, I'd make everythin' out of metal if I could get away with it" he rests against the all and selects a roll from his own selection of food. There's a pause at the question when he's trying to think of the right way to explain so Grace butts in for him "Y'went trainin' but y'got lost or somethin' an' there was toads" she pauses as her dad's giving her a look while he wonders how much she knows "...Tha's wot Dig said...'is brothah told him"   

Dominik grins as he watches Grace taking a monster bite out of the apple; after she takes a bite, he lifts it and basically chomps off the other end. Chewing the apple, he tosses the core to the side, and rummages around in the sack for other things. He finds a small round of cheese, and he holds it out to Grace as well as he lets the leveret have first dibs on the food. "Leetle Grace. Is cheese, you like?" He gives her a smile. He tries to keep her occupied as he speaks with Greg, knowing that it likely would revolve around important things. "Metal...leg..." he repeats. "Greg has...metal. For leg. Okay." The large buck confirms this in his brain as he watches Greg tapping said leg on the floor. "Is...blacksmith. So, vil make sense." He nods to himself. As Grace intercepts his question and explains it in the most simple of terms, Dom stares down at her, his eyes going wide as she speaks. "Vent...training. Got...lost..." he repeats. "Toads." This seems to spark something in his mind, and Dom's expression immediately darkens as if thunderclouds had descended from his brow. "Toads..." he repeats, his voice deepening a little, paw clenching at his side as his eyes narrow. His lips part a little as a snarl begins to form, the buck tensing up beneath Grace, and she can likely feel something is wrong.   

At the time the cheese is offered Grace's mouth is so full of apple she can't reply but she still bobs her head quickly and pulls a big chunk of cheese off to eat next. She doesn't think anything of her words until Dom's attitude seems to change and she pauses, looking up at him "Dom?..." she's a little worried. Greg sees the change instantly and tries to get back up but the pegleg always slows him down when he's sat on the floor "Dom. Just calm yahself. Just breathe and remembah where yah are" he tries to sound calm but the panic in his voice is clear as he reaches a paw out "Grace, come here, now"   

Dominik's gaze shifts down towards the cheese he is holding in his paw, and he instantly pulverizes it with a clench of his paw. Throwing it to the ground, his head snaps back up as he sees Greg beginning to get up. His words echo within his head, and the buck does his best to try and take Greg's advice. The echoing of the word 'toads' however is competing for the extra space, the two phrases battling it out within Dom's head. His gaze eventually lands on Grace there in his lap, his head tilting as he wonders what she is doing there. He goes to reach a paw down to grab for her, but he manages to stop himself, his eyes squeezing shut. "...Erg. Erg...-hate-....toads. Toads...reason vhy...Erg...exist...no toads. NO TOADS!" He shouts, the words booming and echoing around the cavern as he swings a paw blindly at the wall beside him. It connects with a crack, taking out a nice chunk as well as the large hare trembles in a panic, eyes wild and looking from Greg down to Grace, then back again as if unsure what to do.   

"No!" never has Greg sounded so afraid as when Dom reaches for his daughter. He manages to get to his feet but freezes when Dom stops himself, worried whatever he does might make the hare attack. Grace looks worried at first until Dom looks at her, then she becomes scared. She screams when he reaches for her and covers her head with her arms but when nothing happened she quickly scrambles off his lap and runs to her dad, tucking behind his legs and crying. Relieved that she's there Greg keeps himself in front of the dibbun "Shhh, shh, just stay behind me" he whispers before trying to sound calm for Dom "There's no toads here. All the toads are dead. Erg did his job, they're all dead...so yah just sit yahself down there and we'll all relax"   

Dominik's attention shifts down to his now-bleeding paw, and he stares at it with a dumbfounded expression, the hare blinking, before he raises his icy eyes and looks over towards where Grace is now huddled behind her father, absolutely terrified. Seemingly of -him-. The buck frowns, not liking the sound of her crying in the least, especially if it was as a result of his actions, and glances over at the chunk he'd taken out of the wall. He reaches down and very carefully picks up the piece of stone, staring down at it as he does his best to calm himself. His chest slowly rises and falls with his heavy breaths, and at Greg's words, his gaze fixes on him...and for a moment, it's as if he is about to fling the stone directly at the other hare. Paw clenching around it, Dom does throw it, but at the wall a short distance from where Greg stands. He gives an anguished shout as the stone shatters from the force of his throw, he then collapses down to the floor on his paws and knees, ears drooping. "N'aaaahhhhhh!!!!" He slams his already injured paw on the ground, likely injuring himself more, a growl coming from his throat. "No. NO. Is more. Is ALVAYS more! Never gone!"   

Gregorian's jaw tenses as Dom picks up the stone but he doesn't move. He couldn't care less how much Dom hurts himself right now and he will shield his daughter even if it means getting hit. He flinches as the rock's thrown, a very big part of him really believing it'll be thrown at him and he's surprised when he doesn't have to try and deflect it. It scares Grace even more though and she yelps, hiding under her arms again as she keeps crying with rough little breaths while she panics. Greg doesn't move from his spot, one paw outstretched towards Dom trying to look unarmed and peaceful though the other paw hovers near one of the hammers in his belt "Alright, alright, lets talk about somethin' else. Yah think of yesterday in the kitchens or...or picnics on the beach. Playin' cards in the rec room" anything but toads.
   
Zeldove had heard teh scream when she was at the boxing chamberand decided to check and make sure who ever sounded hurt, was ok.She walked slowly as she looks around, she had yet to be in this area and frowned, she could get easyly lost down here and then she finds what the screaming is about and on the other side of where Greg and his daughter is and just glacesat Dominik, curious.."Whoa...your a tall fellow fer a hare." She doesn't seem worried, yet anyways."Why is everyone so..tense and..someone scremaed"   

Dominik's head slowly lifts, his eyes shifting up from the floor as they settle upon Greg. His ears fold back against his head, a scowl upon his muzzle...his eyes glint dangerously. One of his eyes twitches, a little muscle spasm that likely wouldn't have been noticed if his gaze wasn't fixed on the hare opposite him.   
"No. Is nothink else to talk about. You...said 'toads'. So must be toads, somevere here. -Somevhere-." He slowly pushes himself up to his full height, bleeding and likely broken paw clutched against his chest, as he takes a step or two towards Greg and Grace. "You tell Erg vere toad is...leetle Grace not be hurt." His voice has taken on an eerie tone, deep and rumbly. Deep inside his brain, Dom does his best to prevent himself from harming either one of the hares he is staring at. And then Zeldove makes her appearance. His head swiveling in her direction, that insane gaze falls upon the doe as she speaks, and a slow grin spreads across his muzzle. "Toad," he states, matter-of-factly. "Erg -knew- it. Not so hard, vas it?" He smirks at Greg, before he turns his attention fully to Zeldove. "You. You go, over there. You go now...no one else is hurt." His tone is demanding, his features stony and cold as he points his uninjured paw towards the corner of his alcove.
   
Gregorian hears that threat to hurt his daughter if they don't do what Dom says and that crosses some sort of line for Greg. Dom's not the only one who's expression goes cold "Yah not gettin' near my daughtah and yah can go tah hell with yah ordahs" he pushes Grace back a little to the corner before he actually straightens up and takes a step towards Dom "She is no toad. There are NO toads here. She is a hare and yah not hurtin' her. Yah Dom. Think before yah do somethin' yah regret"   

Zeldove blinks and crosses her arms a little confushed "Is he calling me a..a taod? Or someone else a taod?I am not no slimy toad..I am a hare and everyone else down 'ere is a blooming hare ya insane beast"   

Dominik's eyes fall upon those hammers on Greg's belt, but it is only for a moment as the hare merely stands there and stares down at the older hare as he gets rather bold. The hare looks over towards Grace, the small doe's fear quite palpable, and something about that just doesn't sit right inside of Dom...well, Erg's...mind. A deep frown crosses his muzzle, before he looks over at Zeldove. Turning away from Greg, the massive buck takes a step in her direction. Taking a look back over his shoulder again at Greg and Grace, his expression briefly shifts to what seems to be an apologetic one, the old Dom showing through there for a moment, before he turns back to Zeldove. "...am...not...insane...!" he growls, attempting to shoulder past her, hard, giving her a shove as he tries to make his way towards the exit. "...vat...have I done...?" he mumbles. "Must go. Must...go!" His goal is to head further down the hallway, going deeper into the catacombs...as he goes, his previous self seems to be returning, and his expression is one of complete regret and anguish as he searches out someplace to hide himself, to get away from everyone. All his progress gone, in a split second...   

Gregorian knows what happens to toads with Erg, his concern is now also for Zeldove. His thought is to draw the fight to himself instead of the others. He's watching Dom very closely and steps forward again when the big hare turns to Zeldove but his eyes narrow and he hesitates with slight confusion as for second Dom looks apologetic. He hesitates but also growls and moves after Dom when he moves to shove Zeldove...however it's only a shove and not the attack Greg's expecting. Greg doesn't follow and stops near Zeldove instead "Yah alright?" he questions quietly before raising his voice to the catacombs "Yah bloody are insane!" he yells after Dom. A frown and a small huff and he stretches his paw back towards Grace "Come on, it's alright dahlin'" Grace hesitates, still really scared but she makes the quick dash over to hide behind her father's legs again and hold on to the edge of his jacket with one little paw.
   
Zeldove is shoved but isn't hurt as she glaces towards where Dominik went and looks to Greg "Sur...who is that?" She nods "I am fine...is he ok?"She points towards where Dominik went and starts to head that direction like she was going to follow him.
   
Dominik continues to hurry down the passageway, injured paw clutched firmly against his chest as his eyes wildly shift from side to side as he looks for another place where he could hide. Someplace dark, preferably. Behind him, Greg's angry words directed towards him echo within his ears, only adding to the hurt he feels from how he had treated his little friend Grace. He may have threatened her...well, HE didn't threaten her, Erg did...but he never would have lifted a paw to harm her. It was difficult to know this from the way he was acting, however, and he doesn't blame Greg in the least for acting in her defense. Finally finding an adequate spot, Dom ducks into it, flumping down onto his backside as his chest heaves with his short, quick breaths, and he lets out an anguished cry, before his head droops, chin hitting his chest as tears flow down his cheeks.
   
"Dom" Is Greg's answer to Zeldove's question. Once he's sure Dom's not coming back he stoops to pick up Grace and just give her a tight hug, a kiss on the head and some whispered reassuring words as the both of them try to calm down after the ordeal "No, he's got his head screwed up by toads" Greg mutters back irritably to Zeldove before Dom's cry echoes around the catacombs and he pauses. There's a little internal war in Greg, no where near as disjointed as Dom/Erg but one part of him says they should check on Dom because he's not well. The other part thinks to hell with him because no one threatens his daughter! His teeth grind quietly and it's several seconds before he sighs heavily and puts Grace down by the entrance to the catacombs "Yah stay right here. Dom's not well and we need tah check on him. Now yah hear anythin' scary yah go run and fetch someone, ok?" a little scared nod from Grace and she stays put as Greg heads further in to the catacombs. He takes a deep breath to try and calm himself but he can't help the trace of anger in his voice "Dom?...Yah back tah yahself?"
   
Zeldove is unsure of weather to follow, so she stays with Grace, "Hi.."She says softly, "I'm Zeldove, sort of new around here..my guess is Dom is far from his self huh...maybe he wil get better.Beasts should maybe talk to him and listen."She frowns, she called him insnae herself and sighs, ok maybe she shouldn't of as she didn't know and now she does.
   
Dominik had figured that the others likely would have left him alone and returned up to the main levels of the mountain; he is taken off guard a little when he hears Greg's voice seeming to get closer and closer to his chosen hiding place. His head lifting from his chest, Dom peers at the entrance to the darkened alcove he'd chosen, his cheekfur damp from his tears, and he lifts his injured paw instinctively to wipe it over his cheeks, immediately regretting it as he sucks in a sharp breath from the pain that ripples down his arm. It also leaves a nice smear of blood on his face, which also doesn't really help things at the moment. Hearing Greg's question, the large hare slowly nods, seemingly afraid of what had happened, himself, as his voice is much lower and quieter than usual. "...yes. Is...Dom. Is...self." He watches the entrance quietly after that, waiting for Greg to appear there. Once he does, Dom's gaze lowers to the floor again, in shame, his ears drooping, the large hare looking utterly forlorn and defeated...quite a change from the previous day.
   
Grace watches her dad descend into the darkness and shakes nervously. The tears have slowed but she sniffs and rubs her nose with her paw. Her voice sounds a little shaky and very quiet when she glances up at Zeldove "M'Grace. Dom's scary. He's nevah been scary before. 'e was just normal n'we was 'avin' lunch n'he changed n'got angry n'mad" she looks back to the gloom where her father went "He's goin' t'hurt dad" she suddenly looks panicked all over again.   
Gregorian continues cautiously. As cautious as he would be walking in to enemy territory which is not so far from the truth. He mostly follows his ears to find the big hare and it doesn't take him long to get the right alcove...It's harder to stay mad when looking at Dom injured and crying. That little part of Greg of that's defensive of his daughter and stubborn of course tries to stay mad anyway but it's overruled as Greg sighs heavily after a second "Yah need tah get this undah control" he mutters before he looks at Dom's paw "Yah should get that looked at by the healahs too" but not expecting that to happen he's already pulling a roll of bandages from the little firstaid field kit set that lives in a pouch on his belt.   

Zeldove doesn't know everything but she knows one thing "He..said to stay here, maybe he will be ok just..stay put"She frowns as she isn't sure what to do, maybe take Grace upstairs, maybe stay and make sure she doesn't follow Greg, she stays beside Grace though,maybe talk of something else "Maybe talking will help, it helped me....and it helped Zolomon when he was sad."
   
Dominik notices Greg removing the bandages from his first aid kit, and the massive hare extends his arm towards him slowly so he is able to look at his injured paw. He had most definitely broken it, and it had already begun to swell up a little. He averts his gaze, wincing and clenching his jaw as he figures it'll likely hurt, whatever Greg is planning. "...yes. Under...control. Must do." He gives a heavy sigh. "...did not mean to scare leetle Grace. Vould never...hurt her. -Never-. Leetle Grace is...friend. Friend help Dom...vith many things. But...cannot say that vord. Cannot." He gives a firm shake of his head as he shifts his gaze back to Greg. "Is understanding...vat is cause of....crazy...it is that vord." The large buck stares down at Greg, trying to keep his expression from showing the pain currently running through his paw.
   
Grace does not like the sound of that 'maybe' and her lip quivers as it looks like she's going to burst into tears all over again but she goes quiet while she's scared and watching out for her father "He was bein' Dom n'then he wasn't...He weren't sad. He was angry" she says nervously in a tiny voice.
   
Zeldove frowns "Well...ummm...beasts get angery at times"Think, think.."Maybe Dom just needs to find himself again and be..well Dom again.Try not to be scared and..if you are, thats ok..One can be scared at times..everyone gets scared, and everyone gets angery at times...I knew a badger that was ..well clearly not himself for a while but friends helped, and..time helped"She hmms "Maybe Lord Ciocan can help? I..don't know, he seems to care about all the hares, I know I made him cry when.."She frowns, great now she is gonna cry, she wipes away the tear "When I told him about Ewan...let's stay here and, Like the Lt. said...if it seems scary..leave..right?"   

Gregorian hesitates, studying Dom for tricks as the paw is offered for inspection. He seems like himself though so Greg eventually does take the paw to pick a couple of larger bits of stone out and feel the bones "Hell" he mutters "Yah broke it. It's no good, yah goin' tah have tah see the healahs. Properly settin' bones are beyond my skills and yah don't want me wreckin' yah paw. Come on, up" he gestures to tell Dom to get up and follow though he does frown when Dom mentions Grace, that little voice in his head going crazy that Dom even dares to mention her "Yah threatened her...Yah say yah'd nevah hurt her but yah threatened tah...If all it takes is a word..." his jaw tightens again "Yah need tah fix this. I don't know how but yah can't snap like that...Come on" another gesture and he starts back towards the entrance, watching Dom to see if he'll follow "Zeldove?" he calls out ahead "We're fine but can yah take Grace upstairs tah the mess hall? I'll be there soon" Dom may be back to normal but he's not sure he wants to scare the dibbun again right now or risk another attack.
   
Dominik does look quite ashamed as Greg mentions him threatening Grace, and he keeps his head lowered as he rises up to his footpaws, and begins to follow the older hare out of the alcove and into the hallway. His paw is clutched firmly against his chest, still, already knowing that it was broken...and when Greg confirmed it, the buck figured he likely would have to visit the infirmary. It was a place he knew well, previously, from when he'd been poisoned the previous season, and it looks as if he'd have to spend some more time there. "Yes. Must get help, cannot...be like this. Cannot...live like this. Vant to have leetle friends, and cannot...if stay this vay..." Dom frowns, slowly trailing behind Greg as they begin to make their way back in the other direction.
   
Zeldove listens and looks to Grace and offers a paw "Come on..."She grins "Let's find Zolomon..see he is my servant for a couple days still. We can make him get us a snack and something to drink with our snack and you can watch him give me a foot rub. Let's go."
   
Grace is relieved to hear her father shouting that everything's fine. She'd rather stay and see him but it sounds like he's coming with Dom and she's scared to see Dom right now so there's no argument as she takes Zeldove's paw and gets lead away. Greg has no good solutions and so his only response is a grunt as he's thinking. He does go to the infirmary with Dom, he even stays as the healers fix up the paw but it's not for support, it's in case Dom loses it again. As soon as it's fixed and no one is in danger Greg is gone, off to comfort his daughter and sooth his own worries that he came close to losing her.

Last edited by Willow (2020-01-12 09:33:24 AM)