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theairlock2017-11-19 09:04 pm
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week 6
[Six weeks. Twenty-three Champions whittled down to just seven. Where the halls of the station once felt crowded and loud now they're empty and echo when someone speaks too loudly. Again, the Champions will find themselves experiencing strange dreams on Sunday night but outside of the usual wake-up call there is no new floor announcement from CECE.
Like the trash compactor last week, the infirmary is pristine and sterile once again. As if nothing had ever happened.]
(( Welcome to Week 6! Don't forget to submit your memory regains and turn in your benefactor threads for sweet loot, too! There's going to be no AC this week.))
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...if I die, you'll keep going. 'Cuz that's who you are.
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If I die, would it make any difference if I ask you to keep going? I am a significant percentage of your impulse control, it seems.
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That's not fair, you make it sound like me doing dangerous things is dependent on you. If anything you make me wanna do more.
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[He's having way too much fun, and it shows]
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DO you want to keep my attention?
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Perfectly. Things are... a lot, right now. Even without all this.
[He waves at the station as a whole]
Like I said, I'm your friend. I'm content with that.
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Thank you for being my friend, no matter what happens. And despite everything about me. [He clutches the pieces of the switch a little tighter.] You're better than I deserve.
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I'm not...
[He shakes his head]
I'm not even going to START that argument before coffee. [He stands, hands in his pockets and his usual relaxed slouch, blowing his hair from his eyes]
I'm gonna go check my dumbwaiter. Let me know if you decide to burn that thing. Or, I dunno, jab Blaze in his other eye with it, yeah?
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Think I'd rather eye for an eye Petuu, and get two for the price of...two. [One for each of them.] If I make a show of it, I'll get you. And let me know if you get something you don't want to deal with, either. It's going to start feeling awkward if you have to babysit me all the time.
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[He considers telling him everything- his fears that the memory he just got, that finally made everything he knew into a coherent story, was going to be the last. That he was dead. But... it doesn't seem the time, not after all that.
So on that note, he heads out, with a lot to think about]