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thisavrou_log2016-05-01 09:04 pm
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Entry tags:
- *event,
- all about j: j,
- danger days killjoys: the girl,
- death note: l (crau),
- mass effect: clone shepard,
- mcu: wanda maximoff,
- metal gear: kazuhira miller,
- mushishi: ginko,
- npc | ben,
- npc | thán,
- red vs blue: agent texas,
- star wars: luke skywalker,
- star wars: rey,
- tron: rinzler (crau),
- undertale: frisk,
- undertale: mettaton,
- x-men movies: peter maximoff
( may event log )
Who: Everyone
When: May 1st and on
Where: The Moira + Amissis-Re
What: The crew finds themselves visiting the very barren planet of Amissis-Re.
Warnings:None, but please label your content!
When: May 1st and on
Where: The Moira + Amissis-Re
What: The crew finds themselves visiting the very barren planet of Amissis-Re.
Warnings:None, but please label your content!
E V E N T L O G |
"the trees rustle in the evening when we stand uneasy before our own thoughts."
|
no subject
What makes you think I slept at night before that?
But in all honesty, I'm not worried about anything on the lines of him turning up here. I'm relatively certain that the Moira isn't even in the same universe, and I strongly suspect that he was tied to the other ship. It's only --
[He moves towards the door.]
Guns and food are both downstairs.
You can build a life, yes. I had... I was. I'm not convinced it was a very good one, but it was mine. I'll try here, but... if you can be ripped out at any point, and so can anyone else, how many times do you have to rebuild it? The situation seems terribly unstable.
[He sounds relatively unemotional about all of this, partly by design, partly by nature, partly because investment of that kind is draining in the way he'd always suspected it would be... but even so, a little bit of sadness and exhaustion have both crept into his tone. He's left someone behind, but only in a way that's indicated to him that he'd gotten more attached than he'd realized.]
no subject
[The look she gives him says she's not about to let him do that, no matter how exhausting it is to start all over again on a new ship.]
There's no point in trying to survive if that's all you're going to do.
[Despite the plentiful horrible things that have happened to her, she's a survivalist at heart. She fights to survive because she has hope somewhere inside of her that she can have a decent life. And so far, being on the Moira is the closest she's come in years. She still longs for the people she left behind back on Earth, but is starting to think of the life she's making for herself on the ship as home. That concept is important to her, but she understands that it may not be for everyone else.]
no subject
No. I really don't think doing nothing would be very like me. Although depression is always a risk for anyone in extreme circumstances.
[He says that clinically, as though he doesn't have that kind of response to extreme setbacks, or to chronic bafflement.
Was this his life -- the life he created for himself, where he was most active and effective? The alien feeling might fade if he were able to stay here for days, but with only maybe another two hours or so left, it just feels like he's walking through the accurate set of a film based on his old life. It doesn't have as much to do with him anymore as he'd like.
Maybe he'd get comfortable again on his return... the fact that people on the Tranquility reported not remembering their time there after returning to their original homes for a while makes it seem more likely, although it's hard to say how the Moira might tie into that. Or maybe it will never seem right again.
Still, it's always hard to shake the feeling that circumstances have forced him into a diminished role. He shouldn't be the observed, or the acted-upon: he should be the observer and the actor. Being in a headquarters he'd built for himself at his most active and powerful redoubles that feeling.]
How would you say that you're building a life?
[There's no slyness in that, although he does read more of her network communications than he lets on.]
no subject
[The answer is slightly snapped, and she gives a shrug of her shoulders. She has to remind herself that he has yet to prove that he's out to get her, and that she trusts him just about more than anyone else here. So she can at least give him a half assed answer.]
Meeting people, I guess? I'm working, and finding people who like being around me. It's a hell of a nice change.
[She doesn't want to even begin to touch the depression topic, because it's something she suffered from the entire time she was trapped by Tobias. She refuses to ever get back to that mental point in her life again, so it's best to just not even think about it.
Luckily, the elevator dings and they're on their new floor, and she motions for him to lead the way so she can follow along after him.]
no subject
Food before guns.
[He leads them both to another door set into the wall nearer to the console, which opens to reveal a corridor. As they move down it, they pass a few more doors... a server room, something else. Eventually they reach a largeish industrial kitchen, clean and seemingly empty. As they walk, he asks,]
How do you find the intelligence work?
[This is an environment where he can ask that sort of question, and even if others were around, it might not be out of place. Although it's not something he would ask in front of Light or Misa, for the sake of Cassandra's safety.]