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theairlock2017-08-27 01:06 am
heartswapped) wrote in theairlock2017-08-27 01:06 am
marrow and blood encircle me
[That didn't work out so well, did it?
Two more people dead. Two more drawings join Scraggly, Fourtinbras, Shirou, and Alexander on the shrine, although it seems like Diego's might have been scribbled a little more haphazardly than the others. Not that it really matters; Cheryl's never been a very good artist, but it's the thought that counts.
Cheryl's holed herself up in the kitchen, having made a fresh pot of coffee and some sandwiches of various fillings (although several of these look like they may or may not be space tuna salad) before getting to work on a batch of cookies. They taste...kind of like snickerdoodles. In space, it's hard to tell.
She even raided what booze they had in the fridge and set it up in the mess hall, if you need that.
Of course, she's not going to complain if anyone else wants a go at the kitchen. But mostly, she just set everything up so others can come, rest themselves after a long day, and share in their collective grief.]
Two more people dead. Two more drawings join Scraggly, Fourtinbras, Shirou, and Alexander on the shrine, although it seems like Diego's might have been scribbled a little more haphazardly than the others. Not that it really matters; Cheryl's never been a very good artist, but it's the thought that counts.
Cheryl's holed herself up in the kitchen, having made a fresh pot of coffee and some sandwiches of various fillings (although several of these look like they may or may not be space tuna salad) before getting to work on a batch of cookies. They taste...kind of like snickerdoodles. In space, it's hard to tell.
She even raided what booze they had in the fridge and set it up in the mess hall, if you need that.
Of course, she's not going to complain if anyone else wants a go at the kitchen. But mostly, she just set everything up so others can come, rest themselves after a long day, and share in their collective grief.]
mess hall
[Dumb question, possibly, but Pyrrha's also here, and it kills her seeing Leon like this, so she might as well say something.]
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[He mumbles, as he's not fine at all.]
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Is there anything I can do to help? [She asks, like there really is something that can be done about this nightmare.]
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... Thanks for at least saying something...
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...Did you know either of them well? Abel? Or... Diego?
[Whatever his name was.]
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Not really. I'm actually kinda glad Diego's dead, to be honest...
It's the whole... THING, ya know? What if that... Happened to us?
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[Leon, are you coming onto her in a bad way]
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The killing game?!
[Erm.]
It's just like what Touko was talking about! Right down to the trials!
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Well.... yes. [That's true.] I think she was telling the truth about everything.
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Yeah, that's the worst part.
[Has she told her?]
She told me I should be dead right now.
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[During their first day, the minor breakdown Fukawa had over it. It seemed like it was so long ago, even if it wasn't even a month.]
I mean, you're not dead, Leon. You're right here.
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... It's freaking weird, man.