waltharius: (that e'er I had)
Wander || Walter Price ([personal profile] waltharius) wrote in [community profile] savetheearth2015-04-28 10:29 pm


Who: Walter Price, the residents of the Alesci household, and OPEN!!!
Where: Locke City -- specifically his new home, on the way to/from work/Agro's stable, etc!!
When: April 20th-28th, or thereabouts

CLOSED to Alesci house occupants, early 4/22

[ Walter is adjusting to his new living space, his new housemates, and... his new life, really. The first week was a little surreal, with his sudden shift back to the land of the healthy, but he's adjusting! And preparing for Danny's birthday. Since he wants the cake to be a surprise, he starts baking at ridiculous o'clock the day of, and by the time the cake is ready, he's exhausted. But by then he's determined to start Danny's day off perfectly, which means breakfast. He even found a tray for breakfast in bed.

Once he starts the eggs, he collapses into a chair, rationalizing a minute or two of eye rest. Which turns into several minutes of sleep. Which results in scorched eggs and a ton of smoke. If the smell doesn't wake anyone up, any smoke alarms in the kitchen will. ]

OPEN to anyone in Locke City

[ Elsewhere/while, Walter can be found throughout the city. His route to and from work has been altered and is a bit lengthier, which just gives him more opportunity to stop and chat. The horns on his head are a little attention-grabby, but he's used to so much worse, so covering them? Not happening.

He still visits Agro at the ranch regularly, and without a car, he's pretty dependent on public transportation. Tripping over you? Onto you? All extremely likely, especially on a cramped bus. ]
gogoghostpowers: (Fenton: time to FREAK THE FUCK OUT)

ALESCI HOUSE i was gonna tag this last night and then didn't

[personal profile] gogoghostpowers 2015-04-30 01:20 am (UTC)(link)
[He wakes up to the smell of smoke and the blaring of a fire alarm.

He practically flies out of bed (and probably would have, if he weren't in human form right now) and races through the house, hazy with smoke, to find the source of it.

He ends up in the kitchen, where there's a pan of eggs that are literally on fire and Walter draped over a chair.]

stefanged: (rephrase that for me?)

[personal profile] stefanged 2015-05-01 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
[The worst part about super-hearing: that blaring alarm has been magnified a hundredfold, and even he - the guy who sleeps through tornadoes - can't ignore something that loud.

It takes him a few seconds to realize what's going on, but he zips over to the kitchen, fire extinguisher in hand. It looks like Danny's already handling Walter, so uh. He's going to extinguish those eggs now.]
What happened?
Edited (now with better html) 2015-05-01 02:56 (UTC)
gogoghostpowers: (Phantom: okay. so?)


[personal profile] gogoghostpowers 2015-05-09 05:21 am (UTC)(link)
[There's a moment of silence where Danny stops and absorbs everything that just happened. Burning eggs, Walter passed out, Stefan putting out the fire, Walter falling flat on his face...yeah okay he thinks he's all caught up now.

He takes a few steps over to where Walter's laying on the floor and offers him a hand.]

You okay?
stefanged: (oh really now?)


[personal profile] stefanged 2015-05-12 04:08 am (UTC)(link)
[Thank god. Stefan wasn't exactly capable of putting out a fire - and Mom and Dad wouldn't have been pleased either. (This place needed to be sold, not burnt down.)

Setting the fire extinguisher aside, he goes ahead and rummages around the kitchen for a first-aid kit, retrieving it from one of the far right drawers. He's not sure if Walter's got supernatural healing powers or not, but better to be safe than sorry.]
Yeah, do you need any of this?
gogoghostpowers: (Phantom: nervous // trepidation)

[personal profile] gogoghostpowers 2015-05-14 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
[Danny pulls Walter up, but keeps holding onto the hand once he's standing, examining it. Now that there isn't a fire that urgently needs to be put out, he can finally start trying to piece together what happened.]

Walter, what were you even doing? How did you burn yourself?
stefanged: (unsure)

i am so sorry...

[personal profile] stefanged 2015-05-21 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
Just aloe? [A knock to the head sounds more severe than that, bro... Still, Stefan grabs the aloe out, carefully washing (and drying) his own hands before he applies the treatment.

The burns look worse than what should've happened from the kitchen fire, but Stefan's not exactly in a place to judge. At least Walter's not bleeding anywhere.]
gogoghostpowers: (Phantom: reeeeaaally now.)

[personal profile] gogoghostpowers 2015-05-21 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
Aspirin, got it.

[It's when he walks to the nearest bathroom to rummage through the medicine cupboard that he hears Walter's halting explanation.

He pokes his head back into the kitchen and finally spots the cake on the counter. Danny looks genuinely confused.

He walks over and gives Walter the aspirin.]

Is that...a cake? Why were you making cake?
stefanged: (well okay then)

[personal profile] stefanged 2015-05-22 05:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Sure. [Stefan rushes to get a glass of water - with his speed, it's ready in milliseconds.]

To celebrate something, I'd guess. [He hands over the glass of water. There isn't any other logical reason for a giant cake, though Stefan's lived with people who stress baked at the drop of a hat. Walter didn't strike him as that type.] Were you guys going out tonight?
gogoghostpowers: (Phantom: oh. I'm fucked aren't I?)

[personal profile] gogoghostpowers 2015-05-24 04:37 am (UTC)(link)
What? But it's not--

[Danny freezes up and thinks it through. He pulls out his phone and checks the date on it. Sure enough, it's April 22nd.]

Oh my god, it's my birthday. I-I didn't even--I didn't even realize!

[For some reason he feels like he's been hit by a truck. He collapses into a chair across the table from Walter. He leans over on the table and holds his head in his hand.]

Holy crap.
stefanged: (tell me about it)

[personal profile] stefanged 2015-06-06 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
Really? [Shit, it WAS a birthday.

Stefan had been joking. He hasn't meant it seriously, and-- and he's not the only one freaking out. Danny'd forgotten about it too?

Either they're both bad with dates, or the stress is getting to them. Stefan takes one look around. They're not gonna have breakfast here. Not when it still reeks of smoke.]

Happy birthday, man. [Stefan manages a smile, exposing his new fangs in the process.] You know, we could... we could go out now. My treat.