softasadaisyy

[softasadaisyy]

“Oh? Well, friend, I wish you luck in whatever business you have! Feel free to return here if ever you need to, friend.”

She smiles kindly.

*Daisy stepped through the portal, medical bag and cane in hand. Walking through the fields of flowers towards the cabin in the center. She saw blood on the flowers. That was a good sign.*

— @waylay-managment-2 ⚕️

(Ooc: I’m gonna call my Daisy “the doctor” to prevent confusion.)

the flower fields are empty, but the blood spatter makes a trail leading to a cozy looking cabin. The door is shut, and the handle is smeared in the same shade of crimson that stains patches of the porch.. other than that, it looks welcoming!

[softasadaisyy]

“I think that’s a lovely idea, friend- she’s sleeping right now, but one of my birds knows to come find me when she wakes up. Until then, though, I can hang around here. And I could bring her by to visit whenever she does- she adores people.”

A certain god appears in the Waylay, simply walking through a door that may or may not have been there before. The other side glows with the golden light of sunset, and disappears once it’s closed.

He’s a near spitting image of The Manager and the many others like them- save for the outfit and hair, all pale blue and flower motifs.

They glance briefly over the crowd of people, before quietly ducking over to one of the tables- shes careful to not draw too much attention to herself, knowing most here haven’t seen him and might be off put, considering who they resemble. He puts away that thought quickly, though.. the last thing they want is to think about him.

( @softasadaisyy )

*as soon as The Manager sees them, they come running up.*

“Daisy, I’m so glad to see you! How have you been? Did something happen?”

[softasadaisyy]

They whistle, not expecting that many. 7 of them, not including… 7 of them!! Daisy had thought for so, so long that he and Manager were the only ones. He’s glad they’re not.”

“It seems we do, friend! Ive been a bit… reclusive, as of late, though I’d love to meet everyone eventually.”

A certain god appears in the Waylay, simply walking through a door that may or may not have been there before. The other side glows with the golden light of sunset, and disappears once it’s closed.

He’s a near spitting image of The Manager and the many others like them- save for the outfit and hair, all pale blue and flower motifs.

They glance briefly over the crowd of people, before quietly ducking over to one of the tables- shes careful to not draw too much attention to herself, knowing most here haven’t seen him and might be off put, considering who they resemble. He puts away that thought quickly, though.. the last thing they want is to think about him.

( @softasadaisyy )

*as soon as The Manager sees them, they come running up.*

“Daisy, I’m so glad to see you! How have you been? Did something happen?”

[softasadaisyy]

They raise their eyebrows, clearly surprised.

“There’s another of us? Gosh, i should get out more.. i feel a bit out of the loop. I’d love to meet her.”

She chuckles.. it’s good to know there are others like them that ended up alright.

A certain god appears in the Waylay, simply walking through a door that may or may not have been there before. The other side glows with the golden light of sunset, and disappears once it’s closed.

He’s a near spitting image of The Manager and the many others like them- save for the outfit and hair, all pale blue and flower motifs.

They glance briefly over the crowd of people, before quietly ducking over to one of the tables- shes careful to not draw too much attention to herself, knowing most here haven’t seen him and might be off put, considering who they resemble. He puts away that thought quickly, though.. the last thing they want is to think about him.

( @softasadaisyy )

*as soon as The Manager sees them, they come running up.*

“Daisy, I’m so glad to see you! How have you been? Did something happen?”

[softasadaisyy]

She thinks for a moment, before nodding.

“That’d probably help, honestly. Not many people come by my garden- I usually have some animal lingering nearby that can come find me if she wakes up or if anything happens. There should be a few pigeons there, now. Company likely would do me good, though.”

A certain god appears in the Waylay, simply walking through a door that may or may not have been there before. The other side glows with the golden light of sunset, and disappears once it’s closed.

He’s a near spitting image of The Manager and the many others like them- save for the outfit and hair, all pale blue and flower motifs.

They glance briefly over the crowd of people, before quietly ducking over to one of the tables- shes careful to not draw too much attention to herself, knowing most here haven’t seen him and might be off put, considering who they resemble. He puts away that thought quickly, though.. the last thing they want is to think about him.

( @softasadaisyy )

*as soon as The Manager sees them, they come running up.*

“Daisy, I’m so glad to see you! How have you been? Did something happen?”

[softasadaisyy]

They smile softly, nodding.

“You’re right there, friend- life’s been good, even with… everything.”

He leans back in his seat, letting out a long breath.

“It’s mostly Lily I worry about, really. I haven’t let her out of my sight since you found her, and I still haven’t gotten over the fact that I lost her at all.. I don’t know what I’d do if anything worse happened, and that thought’s just been there, constantly.”

A certain god appears in the Waylay, simply walking through a door that may or may not have been there before. The other side glows with the golden light of sunset, and disappears once it’s closed.

He’s a near spitting image of The Manager and the many others like them- save for the outfit and hair, all pale blue and flower motifs.

They glance briefly over the crowd of people, before quietly ducking over to one of the tables- shes careful to not draw too much attention to herself, knowing most here haven’t seen him and might be off put, considering who they resemble. He puts away that thought quickly, though.. the last thing they want is to think about him.

( @softasadaisyy )

*as soon as The Manager sees them, they come running up.*

“Daisy, I’m so glad to see you! How have you been? Did something happen?”

[softasadaisyy]

She sighs softly, anticipating the question.

“Well, I wasn’t lying when I said nothing’s happened… I’m just- worried that something will, you know?”

They unwrap a blue bit of fabric from their hair, undoing their braid and running a hand through it before going about doing it up again.

“There’s nothing to make me think something will, but- god, it’s terrifying knowing something can. It’s… been bothering me a lot, lately.”

A certain god appears in the Waylay, simply walking through a door that may or may not have been there before. The other side glows with the golden light of sunset, and disappears once it’s closed.

He’s a near spitting image of The Manager and the many others like them- save for the outfit and hair, all pale blue and flower motifs.

They glance briefly over the crowd of people, before quietly ducking over to one of the tables- shes careful to not draw too much attention to herself, knowing most here haven’t seen him and might be off put, considering who they resemble. He puts away that thought quickly, though.. the last thing they want is to think about him.

( @softasadaisyy )

*as soon as The Manager sees them, they come running up.*

“Daisy, I’m so glad to see you! How have you been? Did something happen?”

[softasadaisyy]

They notice the gloves and tilt their head, but don’t press- they reckon that if The Manager wants to share, they would.

“Ah? Well, I do hope that ends up being the case, friend, and that things go a little smoother. My doors are always open if you need help with things here.”

Though he was sitting up straight before, he slumps slightly as he talks, letting his mask of put-togetherness fall as he falls into the comfortable rhythm of conversation.

A certain god appears in the Waylay, simply walking through a door that may or may not have been there before. The other side glows with the golden light of sunset, and disappears once it’s closed.

He’s a near spitting image of The Manager and the many others like them- save for the outfit and hair, all pale blue and flower motifs.

They glance briefly over the crowd of people, before quietly ducking over to one of the tables- shes careful to not draw too much attention to herself, knowing most here haven’t seen him and might be off put, considering who they resemble. He puts away that thought quickly, though.. the last thing they want is to think about him.

( @softasadaisyy )

*as soon as The Manager sees them, they come running up.*

“Daisy, I’m so glad to see you! How have you been? Did something happen?”

[softasadaisyy]

Daisy smiles, glad to see the familiar face. His voice is quiet when he speaks, though still friendly and warm as always.

“Hello, Manager. No, nothing’s happened, merely got… restless and felt like here was a good place as any to visit. Things have been well in my garden, what about here?”

She picks at a flower as she talks, plucking off petals one by one and letting them fall into a small pile on the table before her. Restless may be a slight understatement, though, as they look unusually tired and fidgety.

A certain god appears in the Waylay, simply walking through a door that may or may not have been there before. The other side glows with the golden light of sunset, and disappears once it’s closed.

He’s a near spitting image of The Manager and the many others like them- save for the outfit and hair, all pale blue and flower motifs.

They glance briefly over the crowd of people, before quietly ducking over to one of the tables- shes careful to not draw too much attention to herself, knowing most here haven’t seen him and might be off put, considering who they resemble. He puts away that thought quickly, though.. the last thing they want is to think about him.

( @softasadaisyy )

*as soon as The Manager sees them, they come running up.*

“Daisy, I’m so glad to see you! How have you been? Did something happen?”

[softasadaisyy]

“Thank you, friend!”

*Daisy stepped through the portal, medical bag and cane in hand. Walking through the fields of flowers towards the cabin in the center. She saw blood on the flowers. That was a good sign.*

— @waylay-managment-2 ⚕️

(Ooc: I’m gonna call my Daisy “the doctor” to prevent confusion.)

the flower fields are empty, but the blood spatter makes a trail leading to a cozy looking cabin. The door is shut, and the handle is smeared in the same shade of crimson that stains patches of the porch.. other than that, it looks welcoming!

[softasadaisyy]

Daisy smiles at the three.

“Do be safe, all of you. You’re all welcome to return if any of you need any help, and i hope things go well back in your Waylay.”

*Daisy stepped through the portal, medical bag and cane in hand. Walking through the fields of flowers towards the cabin in the center. She saw blood on the flowers. That was a good sign.*

— @waylay-managment-2 ⚕️

(Ooc: I’m gonna call my Daisy “the doctor” to prevent confusion.)

the flower fields are empty, but the blood spatter makes a trail leading to a cozy looking cabin. The door is shut, and the handle is smeared in the same shade of crimson that stains patches of the porch.. other than that, it looks welcoming!

[softasadaisyy]

“I second that- whatever happens, it can be figured out, friend. You’ve done well thus far, and you’ll continue to do so.”

*Daisy stepped through the portal, medical bag and cane in hand. Walking through the fields of flowers towards the cabin in the center. She saw blood on the flowers. That was a good sign.*

— @waylay-managment-2 ⚕️

(Ooc: I’m gonna call my Daisy “the doctor” to prevent confusion.)

the flower fields are empty, but the blood spatter makes a trail leading to a cozy looking cabin. The door is shut, and the handle is smeared in the same shade of crimson that stains patches of the porch.. other than that, it looks welcoming!

[softasadaisyy]

*Daisy stepped through the portal, medical bag and cane in hand. Walking through the fields of flowers towards the cabin in the center. She saw blood on the flowers. That was a good sign.*

— @waylay-managment-2 ⚕️

(Ooc: I’m gonna call my Daisy “the doctor” to prevent confusion.)

the flower fields are empty, but the blood spatter makes a trail leading to a cozy looking cabin. The door is shut, and the handle is smeared in the same shade of crimson that stains patches of the porch.. other than that, it looks welcoming!

[softasadaisyy]

“I agree with what she says- well, nix the killing part, nobody’s killing anyone. But you’re needed, Manager, and you do good. No matter what reasons you have deep down, you’re helping people. Hell- you’ve helped me, and with nothing to truly gain!”

He lowers his voice, aware of Lily in the room over.

“You got my daughter back to me, Manager, and there was nothing for you to gain. Whatever bad you’ve done and whatever less than pristine urges you have, you do these things because you are good. The flowers bloom brighter here, Manager, and it doesn’t really matter why you’ve helped. What matters is that you have. And people love you for that, and I know damn well you feel the same.”

She picks a flower out of her hair, picking at the petals and letting them flutter to the ground.

“And if you two need an extra hand, I’d be happy to tag along and help get things back under control. That way you, Manager, dont have to deal with everything at once just yet. You both could rest a little.”

*Daisy stepped through the portal, medical bag and cane in hand. Walking through the fields of flowers towards the cabin in the center. She saw blood on the flowers. That was a good sign.*

— @waylay-managment-2 ⚕️

(Ooc: I’m gonna call my Daisy “the doctor” to prevent confusion.)

the flower fields are empty, but the blood spatter makes a trail leading to a cozy looking cabin. The door is shut, and the handle is smeared in the same shade of crimson that stains patches of the porch.. other than that, it looks welcoming!

[softasadaisyy]

“Wait- Manager, you don’t actually think you’re like Kayne?? Assuming we’re thinking of the same mysterious, torturous ‘him.’ Friend… you’re nothing like that, and I do think that simply not torturing anything makes you quite different.”

*Daisy stepped through the portal, medical bag and cane in hand. Walking through the fields of flowers towards the cabin in the center. She saw blood on the flowers. That was a good sign.*

— @waylay-managment-2 ⚕️

(Ooc: I’m gonna call my Daisy “the doctor” to prevent confusion.)

the flower fields are empty, but the blood spatter makes a trail leading to a cozy looking cabin. The door is shut, and the handle is smeared in the same shade of crimson that stains patches of the porch.. other than that, it looks welcoming!

[softasadaisyy]

“Manager.. you wont hurt anyone, friend. Ive not seen an aggressive cell in you since you’ve showed up- i really do doubt you’d do anything.”

Daisy sits down on the arm of the couch that The Manager sits on, sighing softly.

“Whatever happened, friend, I doubt it will happen again.”

*Daisy stepped through the portal, medical bag and cane in hand. Walking through the fields of flowers towards the cabin in the center. She saw blood on the flowers. That was a good sign.*

— @waylay-managment-2 ⚕️

(Ooc: I’m gonna call my Daisy “the doctor” to prevent confusion.)

the flower fields are empty, but the blood spatter makes a trail leading to a cozy looking cabin. The door is shut, and the handle is smeared in the same shade of crimson that stains patches of the porch.. other than that, it looks welcoming!

[softasadaisyy]

"^.^!"

*The blob bounces up and down a little, happily nibbling the flower gift. Then it turns and- yep! There they go! Like a sparkly roomba, it slowly slides across the carpet, another bloodstain completely gone after they've passed over it*

-💫

“Awwhh.. thank you, friend!”