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"Hey, looks like there's a town up ahead."
Reigen obviously saw it --- he was the one driving, so he saw just about everything. But Max wasn't sure that the others in the back had. She looked over the shoulder of her seat as she said it, making sure that her voice wasn't drowned out by the sound of the 80s citypop CD they acquired at the last town they ran into.
Max turned back around and squinted her eyes, trying her best to filter out the rays of blinding light that seemed to reflect off of everything.
"I think it might be near a beach, too," she said. "That looks like a seagull, right?" Max pointed at the figure of a bird flying overhead.
Reigen obviously saw it --- he was the one driving, so he saw just about everything. But Max wasn't sure that the others in the back had. She looked over the shoulder of her seat as she said it, making sure that her voice wasn't drowned out by the sound of the 80s citypop CD they acquired at the last town they ran into.
Max turned back around and squinted her eyes, trying her best to filter out the rays of blinding light that seemed to reflect off of everything.
"I think it might be near a beach, too," she said. "That looks like a seagull, right?" Max pointed at the figure of a bird flying overhead.
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Date: 2025-02-12 02:36 am (UTC)"...Wait, if we're going to his childhood home...doesn't that mean...baby pictures?"
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Date: 2025-02-12 02:38 am (UTC)"You looking forward to seeing baby Doppio?" she asked Reigen.
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Date: 2025-02-12 02:57 am (UTC)"Hm...if Father Serra took him in as a baby, did that mean there was no one left to do it?"
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Date: 2025-02-12 03:32 am (UTC)They attracted stares as they passed through the narrow stone pathways of the village. Reigen pegged most of the folks as locals with their tanned skin and rustically casual attire, but there were a few that looked out of place. 'We must be the first newcomers with an actual working vehicle.'
At the heart of the village was a small whitewashed church. It had a belltower and everything. He had never seen a church like this in-person. Reigen couldn't help but imagine what it'd be like to explore it with Mob. He carefully, carefully pulled in alongside the priest's truck, though the branches of an olive tree were hugging the tall camper a bit too tight for comfort.
"The rectory is just down that way," Father Serra called to them as he climbed out of the truck, gesturing down a dirt walkway. It was hard to make out, but from what Reigen could see, it was modestly-sized. "I have another guest staying with me at the moment, but there's enough room for everyone."
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Date: 2025-02-12 03:39 am (UTC)"She's one of the displaced. Her name is Lisa Lisa."
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Date: 2025-02-12 04:23 am (UTC)"Venice! Didn't we visit there often?"
"We did, for the carnivals. Though the route to sail there on Tyrrhenian Sea doesn't quite look the way it once did..."
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Date: 2025-02-12 04:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2025-02-12 04:53 pm (UTC)“We drove in from the east. We followed a highway for weeks.” But it looks like their luck would be running out soon if there was no road left to follow from here. Reigen would worry about that later - first, Vento was gazing up at him as they walked and his floofy face was in dire need of some scritches.
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Date: 2025-02-12 05:33 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2025-02-12 05:42 pm (UTC)Doppio suddenly stopped walking as he was struck by a thought, but it was broken when Hitomi walked into his back as a result. He stumbled forward and spun around with a panicked expression.
“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry. I’m such an airhead.”
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Date: 2025-02-12 09:10 pm (UTC)"Everything okay?"
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Date: 2025-02-12 09:24 pm (UTC)“…Will you meet me outside tonight?” From his low tone of voice, it was clear he wanted to be private about it.
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Date: 2025-02-13 07:17 am (UTC)The rectory was within view now, and Reigen was quietly struck with a surge of nostalgia at the sight of the broad garden in front. It looked a lot like his mother’s. He hoped she and the rest of his family were managing.
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Date: 2025-02-13 01:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2025-02-14 06:15 am (UTC)While everyone passed him by to enter the house, Doppio lingered as he took it all in. The garden, the oak trees, the face of the two-story building itself—it was achingly familiar, but something was…off. Like a shoe that didn’t quite fit.
His anxious state was broken when he felt a lick on his palm. It was Vento. His black eyes were gazing up at Doppio’s curiously, as if he were trying to get a read on him. Then, he felt a gentle hand at his back. Father Serra smiled at him, and Doppio tried to smile back. Even if he felt off kilter, the man’s presence immediately made him feel a bit better.
And that had to mean something, right?
“I’ve given everyone the tour. While they get settled, would you like to relax in your room for a bit?”
Doppio blinked. When he looked around, he was suddenly inside. ‘When did I walk inside…?’ When had his father given everyone a tour? Had he been part of it?
“S-sure.”
He looked up the stairs but shook his head. His room was downstairs, he remembered that. It used to be upstairs when he was a kid, but he moved downstairs at some point. It was a room overlooking the courtyard. When the moon rose to the east he would watch it.
As he approached his bedroom, the unease grew, as well as a sudden aching loneliness. ‘I must have gotten used to sleeping with all the others.’
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Date: 2025-02-14 06:19 am (UTC)“Four rooms up here. Technically all of us could have one to ourselves if we wanted, right?”
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