richie catchall

[florescences]

i only know about it through osmosis..... how much clown trauma

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[florescences]

[ she can tell how much it's affected him, the long-lasting hold it has on him, how it clawed away at him enough to trim his words away. the words that he is always so good with.

she would gladly be any kind of port in a storm for any reason, even if it's a flash of her hair. whatever can help. ]

A mostly hidden entity that kills. [ it's not so farfetched or weird to elysia. ] But you know it more than a notion and you lived.

[ he's dead now, but the memories flashed to his childhood for a reason. ]

Is that why you moved? Is It?

[gutterbound]

[There's not much that could rattle this gal, is there? Richie can take comfort in her even keel, but there's something unsettling about that too. 50000 is a number he comprehends in stocks, in population sizes, in units sold and miles travelled. Taking that in years, well. You wouldn't find humans as we know them now if you went back that far. Maybe their hairlines would be threatening to meet their brows and they'd be finding a great new use for rocks.

He still doesn't quite believe it. Believe her. How she's so effortlessly present and positive and beyond the scope of human failing.

It helps now, though, when he feels as small and fleeting as a gnat.]

...We moved because my dad got a great job opportunity in the Midwest. [Besides the point. In a way.] I...we took a run at It, when we were kids. Me and my friends. Figured something fishy was going on and got a couple hackneyed ideas what to do about it. It almost worked. We thought it did.

Then twenty-seven years later, It finished hibernating and came out to feed. We got called back...my friend Mike, he never left. He realized it was happening again. And It wanted us.

[florescences]

[ you wouldn't find humans as we know them now if you went back that far....

how right yet not he is without knowing it. ]

As children? [ that tracks for how much caution children have, but that's an even worrying age for people who are still developing, still learning. much too daring, much too young, to sow and reap consequence that took three decades to come to fruition. ]

It was waiting a long time for revenge.

[gutterbound]

Yeah. About eleven years old.

[He looks down, half-chuckling at that. Sure, long time for them. Barely a blip for It. It could have waited them out, not bothered to invite them back for a rematch.]

It was hibernating, I suppose. It works cyclically.

[Richie grimaces.]

Elysia...let's just leave here. I don't much care for the ambience, so to speak. [raps his knuckles against the offending mirrors. Enough of this.

unless YOU have memory for me?]

[florescences]

[ do you really want a memory or do you want to be free? i will continue for as long as you want but i will also set you free because you are alive and i am not. ]

That's so young.

[ and it's an odd hibernation cycle. ]

Okay. I don't want you to be uncomfortable too long. I hope... that's all we need to do be free of this.