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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*The air rushes from their lungs, and suddenly Chara is crushed between a much larger form and the floor. They thrash to escape, but it's over before they even start: one wrist is caught, and there's a knee on their back that they can't get out from under. They keep trying, more and more frantically, until there's nothing about it that's actually trying to escape and everything that's mindlessly panicked. They've been crying out in their efforts, but it's muffled, and nothing actually intelligible.*
*They're caught.*
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She can’t, of course. She’d told them what would happen if they pressed her and they’d pressed anyways. Some threats need to be promises. She places her free hand gingerly on the back of Chara’s head, almost gentle as her fingers close in their hair.]
Sorry, kid.
[And then she lifts Chara’s head up and slams them temple-first against the floor.]
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*A look into their pulse and breathing will show both to be stable, if perhaps a little fast. There's the beginnings of an egg-shaped lump on the side of their head, and their face is twisted even in unconsciousness.*
*Tears are drying in the cracks of their face. There's not many, and the angle suggests that they only started when their face was out of sight.*
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She scoops Chara up in her arms, wincing slightly when her weight shifts to her savaged ankle as she stands. Looks like the kid’s not the only one who’ll benefit from a trip to the medbay.]
Told you so, [she mutters, but her voice is mirthless. She stands there a moment longer, disquiet gnawing in her stomach, before turning and walking out of the Ingress room, the child as good as asleep against their shoulder.]