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[whattaprick]

✆CHANNEL FREQUENCY: 843.77425 (personal);
DESCRIPTION: Half the time he forgets this thing even exists, or how to turn it on and off.

✉MAIL BOX LOCATION: Next to trailer steps.
DESCRIPTION: The concept of a mailbox is rather foreign to Lambert, who's not exactly what you'd call big on personal correspondence. But there's a wooden crate you can probably drop shit into ???

BUG LAMBERT TO MAKE YOU SHIT: Given time and the right ingredients (which he'll usually ask people to provide) he can make potions (with potential side effects), oils, and bombs. You can bother him more about that in person.

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BREAK DAY 24

[starseedling]

[Steven has left you a gift! There is a small note attached, left somewhere you are likely to find it.

It is a white throw pillow made with slightly iridescent faux fur, with a contrastingly pink patch of felt stitched to the front in the shape of a wolf head, like the pendant Lambert wears. The white fabric smells faintly of lavender and other hard to place relaxing aromas, and has subtle magical soothing effect from being close to it.]

"Happy Solstice, Lambert!

I made this pillow with some magic fur material in the market. I think it smells really good, and being near it is supposed to make you feel more relaxed and ready to sleep!

I tried to make the patch look like your pendant!

Love,
Steven"

Morning of S2:D2 I GUESS?

[periphrasing]

[After the rather tense note that their radio conversation had ended on, Peridot had decided her safest bet would be to take the same approach with Lambert that she might do with Lapis: Give the guy some time to cool off a bit, and then take him up on the suggestion to continue their conversation elsewhere, if the right opportunity presented itself.

This might seem like a solid plan in theory, but in actuality, Peridot has much less chill than she likes to give herself credit for. So it's literally the next day that she decides to take matters into her own claws and deliberately set herself up where she's in a position to check in on him. It's still letting the opportunity present itself, right? She's just... helping the opportunity along, by setting up the right conditions!

Anyway, she makes extra sure to get out to her garden on time in the morning, so that she has a good chance of crossing paths with the Nightrider while he's out doing his morning routine. The second he's within range, she'll try and flag him down.]

[whattaprick]

[ It's a good call. A night (spent, to no one's surprise, entirely alone and restless in his own trailer, missing company that he knows he had no reason to expect anyway) wasn't exactly restful, but it's plenty of time for Lambert to mostly dismiss it from his mind as yet another argument to forget about. It's certain Childermass isn't going to change, and neither is Lambert, and mostly neither of them is going to change for the other.

Peridot catches him after he's already put Pig back in her paddock, after a brisk morning ride that sent the ground shivering. He raises a brow when he spots Peridot -- this is out of her typical routine -- but it isn't so unusual that it makes him feel any unease, and he steps over to join her, idly scanning over whatever she's doing. ]

Morning. [ He seems more relaxed, as physical exercise always makes him. It helps that he wasn't chased down yesterday, disarming some of the defensiveness he tends to feel when he's cornered. ]

S2:D6 - Shortly before Strange's post

[dressedtothe]

< This is Pod 153 reporting in on behalf of Unit 9S. Unit 9S is currently unable to perform his duties until Jonathan Strange makes contact with the Ringmaster. Proposal: Keep Jonathan Strange away from mind altering substances >

[whattaprick]

[ WHY STRANGE WHY ]

As performance week drags on....

[criticallyfucked]

Nightrider!

Lambert.

I need--want? Need? It doesn't matter. You'll want to hear me out, I think. I know you're busy, with no time to waste on disgusting garbage, on listening to worthless worthless trash!

And you'd be right. Not to--not to listen to garbage.

But.

I have information that you might... mmmm. That you might be able to use.

If you want it.

[whattaprick]

[ Why does everything Foster do have to have this weird build-up? ]

I'll be the judge of that.

[ He says it testily, short on patience. The message from that 'Guardian' and the number of people who willingly signed up to help something they don't really understand annoys him. ]

Tell me.

during wismuth, some vague time after their thread but pre harbinger nonsense

[hurtcomfort]

[ Someone has left pine straw and pinecones in various places around the outside of Lambert's trailer! Some of the pine straw and pinecones are hidden, tucked away in various nooks and crannies, but others are obviously on the windowsill, in the mailbox, near the front steps, and so on and so forth.

There's absolutely no form of identification as to who did this (spoilers: it was Cole). ]

[whattaprick]

[ is this some new, creative way childermass has of giving him a booty call??? lambert has no idea, nor does he appreciate finding pinecones in random places as he goes about his routine, but it gets a laugh out of him anyway, imagining childermass doing something this dumb. ]

text ring | during the concert, after the first song

[anti_nonsense]

Childermass left his post. Something's wrong with him.

[whattaprick]

[ There's some delay in response, largely because Lambert is too busy riding on someone's back to pay attention to a buzzing ring. In any case, since he has to shout back over the volume of the song-- ]

WHAT DO YOU MEAN SOMETHING WRONG?

post everybody vs. childermass log

[kingsroads]

[ You know what's nearly impossible? Trying to hide getting patched up at the medical tent from your creepy bestie who believes that privacy is for losers and he's entitled to peek in at people's moments no matter what. While Strange doesn't know how Lambert got that nasty looking leg wound, he knows he got it in the first place. And man, he is pissed.

So sorry Lambert, here comes Strange just barrelling in wherever Lambert is, either via mirror, slamming the door open, or turning into smoke and slipping in through the gap under the door. He's holding various sheets of paper and a blood red quill as he gives Lambert an amazingly intense glare....aaaaand then Strange just starts yelling. ]

It has been BARELY A WEEK since you were last injured! Why the hell does this keep happening to you?! Do you actively seek out danger or are you just incompetent?

[ Though for all his yelling, Strange's face gives away the fact that he's equal parts angry and upset about the whole thing. ]

[whattaprick]

[ Strange, fortunately, won't have to work too hard to find Lambert -- he's lying on his couch, injured leg propped up on one arm, smoking a cigarette with his arms crossed behind his head. He's tired, but as much as he knows he needs to, he can't get to sleep. When Strange slams in, he barely twitches. The proliferation of cigarette butts in a glass on the table suggests he's been making the most of feeding that nicotine addiction, and he just ends up looking at the magician blearily. ]

If you're just here to yell at me, couldn't you have brought a drink? [ He asks plaintively. ]

before olympics in spaaace

[atouts]

[ we don't even know how party thread ends but eeeey, here's a radio call sometime at a reasonable morning hour. ]

Lambert, are you awake?

[whattaprick]

[ who knooows but if they ended up at lambert's trailer after lbr childermass would have snuck out anyway. though he may be surprised to hear lambert respond rather alertly. ]

I am.

operation "gold medal surprise party for steven"

[pipers_son]

Lambert! What are ya doin'? Because stop it. Steven won somethin'!

[whattaprick]

Can't.

[ Lambert's voice sounds a bit strained. ]

Good for him.

text ring text, some point hours into ye olde scribe quest or just after, whichever

[atouts]

If the nightrunners are thinking of killing Strange as a way to get him back, there is something you'll need to know.

[ Not at all the loving 'hey, please tell me you're alright out there' some couples might message with in dire events like this, but who would expect that from Childermass? ]

let's go with after

[whattaprick]

[ Given Lambert's traveling with who he's traveling with, his reply is somewhat lacking in affection too. ]

What is it?

[ The speed he responds at -- less than a minute after the message -- should say enough, at least. ]

DAY 61

[lordofthering]

[Around the time that Lambert is getting a page out of Rita's book, he'll receive a message on his radio from the Ringmaster.]

Lambert, where are you? Zangetsu returned with Strange and we need to leave immediately.

day 67

[wild_magic]

[It's been a week now since Lauren made an idiot of himself, and a week since Susan was told he wasn't allowed to help save him. Even though Lauren is back now and fine, it's still something Susan has thought a lot about - something he was even thinking about before all of this, that he's only more sure about now.

And so at some point on Day 67, when his brother is otherwise occupied, Susan finds a quiet place to go before radioing Lambert.]

I want to work for you. As a nightrunner.

[whattaprick]

[ On some level, the message is surprising. In others, it’s really not. Regardless, Lambert’s answer either way is simple and to the point: ]

Why?

Day 68, text ring

[anti_nonsense]

I got Herbert’s testimony on the Lapis situation. Give me a call when you want to hear it.

[whattaprick]

[ Soon enough, Rita gets a radio message back: ]

All right, let's hear it.

day 68

[kingsroads]

Well, Zangetsu confirmed it. [ Strange sighs. ] Ignatius was looking for Lapis. And you'll absolutely love the reason why.

[ said in a tone of voice dripping with sarcasm. Strange didn't like Lapis before, but it's obvious from his tone of voice that he really doesn't like Lapis now. ]

[whattaprick]

What'd he say?

[periphrasing]

Lambert? I talked to Lapis.

[whattaprick]

[ Honestly, with all the rest going on, Lambert had almost forgotten about it. ]

What?

d72, sometime after strange & yuya's log

[kingsroads]

When you aren't busy, I'd like an opportunity to speak with you in person.

[ and if he is busy then tough luck, Strange is probably gonna end up barging in on whatever Lambert is doing. ]

[whattaprick]

What about?

[ If Lambert sounds wary, well, he has damn good reason to be, at least in his mind. There are a hundred topics Strange might want a conversation with him about right now, and most of them volatile. ]

DAY 76

[ringleaders]

[At some point during the day, Alyss will find Lambert and deliver a letter to him. She'll say it's from the Starlight, but that she hasn't read it. It's written in gold ink on impossibly black parchment.]

[whattaprick]

[ Lambert takes the letter with no ceremony, taking a moment to sort of gruffly ask Alyss how she’s getting along with the Caravan. He’ll say if she has a moment, since she’s obviously occasionally running into the Starlight, would she mind waiting so he can write something to give to her too?

If she’s willing to wait, he’ll take a moment or two to scribble out a quick note; nothing fancy, just a folded piece of paper: ]

I need a way for Childermass to not be seen by the Count, the Rose Queen, and Nightshade, like you did for Strange. I’m asking because he’s an idiot who won’t. Name your price: I’m paying.
Lambert

[ He’ll wait until Alyss is gone before he actually reads the Starlight’s letter once. And then promptly burns it.

Useless fucking omens. ]