Cúrre (
hownkai) wrote in
thisavrou_log2016-02-01 11:09 am
( february intro log )
Who: Everyone
When: February 1st and on
Where: The Moira + Emiri
What: The crew finds themselves on the planet of Emiri
Warnings: Mentions of a corpse. Please label your content!
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When: February 1st and on
Where: The Moira + Emiri
What: The crew finds themselves on the planet of Emiri
Warnings: Mentions of a corpse. Please label your content!
I N T R O L O G |
"There will be no prison which can hold our movement down."
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entertainment!
"Are you supposed to be some kind of skeleton?" He completely ignores the attempted joke, of course. Right now Sans is a little too odd for Yata to just go along with things.
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"Some kind, yeah." Sans grinned, enigmatic as ever, before extending his hand. "Are you supposed to be some kind of human?"
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... but he remains alive after a few moments and there's a subtle but perceptible unwinding of tension in his frame. Alright then. Skeleton confirmed, pulse confirmed. Yata is safe (for now).
And also aware that Sans had said hello first. "Uh-- who's there?"
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There's a glint of rejuvenated glee in Sans' cavernous sockets when Yata picks up that old discarded thread. Withdrawing his hand into his jacket pocket, Sans winked conspiratorially.
"Nana."
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"Nana who?"
Surely a skeleton will have some sort of interesting joke, right?
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"Nana your business!" Sans beamed, punctuating the awful punchline with a quick fingergun in his direction.
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Yata blinks. Stares. And then he heaves a huge sigh. He no longer looks angry but he does look pretty resigned.
"Seriously? That was terrible." It's not like he'd been expecting something revolutionary from a knock knock joke, but still...! "Even my kid siblings would think that was lame."
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"Well there's your problem. Kid siblings have to groan over that stuff. Just ask my bro."
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"Woah, hold on. Skeletons can have brothers?" And even kid brothers, apparently.
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Or at least, as flustered as Sans was capable of.
"Whoa, kiddo, heh heh. Isn't that a little preg-sumptuous?"
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On the other hand, he doesn't regret that he's been given an ironclad excuse to change his mind on pursuing this particular line of thought.
"... Ugh. Never mind." Subject change, subject change. "So-- are you and your brother the only skeletons here?"
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More importantly, there's another issue at hand he considered more pressing. "You said there was a kid running around? Like an elementary school kid?" He seems kinda worried about the idea, but mostly irritated. Adult are one thing, but if they're dragging children into this mess...
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"Yeah, but don't worry -- most of the crew is good people. They'll look out for 'em. Can't imagine anyone wanting to hurt a kid around here, anyway."
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"Guess it makes sense if we're all stuck here together." They're pretty much forced to rely on each other at this point, and he can't imagine that someone that hurts kids is going to be very popular. "Are there a lot of kids here, or is it just him?"
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With the clear implication that yes. Yes, he could imagine why.
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"You think they're expecting a fight at the end of the ride?" Yata's knows the Moria is headed somewhere, at least, even if he hasn't paid much attention to 'where' or 'why'.