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phantasmalrift2018-06-10 11:47 pm
phantasmods) wrote in phantasmalrift2018-06-10 11:47 pm
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IC INTRO - JUNE '18
After the fight with the siren has settled, those characters with phones hooked to the KEystone network will get a text -
Okay, everyone, you had better come back in. There's a storm brewing just off the coast.
Even given Up's usual professionalism, it seems rather... subdued?
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For once, there are no androids at all to greet you upon your return, or arrival, as the case may be. A shelter has been set up for the boats on the shoreline of Glitterstone, however. By the time you tromp up the lighthouse stairs to the level of the Station itself, the sky is beginning to grey with the promised storm.
There's not the typical feast outside, but there is a fairly extensive taco bar set up in the common room, left unattended as well. The room sign-up sheet and boxes of freebies are also there, complete with the Braille versions, and a note at the bottom of both room sheets reads "If all rooms are full, space has been made in the meeting rooms on the top floor. We'll have additional rooms available as soon as possible."
It does appear that someone has updated the murder counter while you were away, however, for the turning of the week. It now reads 15 weeks without murder.
Other than that, you're free to explore, including in the newly finished sections of the Annex (should you be willing to brave the storm to get between buildings). However, wherever you go, the androids are almost conspicuously absent - even in the medical bay and Down's workstation in the command center.
The meeting room they have for their own private use is securely closed and locked.
Okay, everyone, you had better come back in. There's a storm brewing just off the coast.
Even given Up's usual professionalism, it seems rather... subdued?
----
For once, there are no androids at all to greet you upon your return, or arrival, as the case may be. A shelter has been set up for the boats on the shoreline of Glitterstone, however. By the time you tromp up the lighthouse stairs to the level of the Station itself, the sky is beginning to grey with the promised storm.
There's not the typical feast outside, but there is a fairly extensive taco bar set up in the common room, left unattended as well. The room sign-up sheet and boxes of freebies are also there, complete with the Braille versions, and a note at the bottom of both room sheets reads "If all rooms are full, space has been made in the meeting rooms on the top floor. We'll have additional rooms available as soon as possible."
It does appear that someone has updated the murder counter while you were away, however, for the turning of the week. It now reads 15 weeks without murder.
Other than that, you're free to explore, including in the newly finished sections of the Annex (should you be willing to brave the storm to get between buildings). However, wherever you go, the androids are almost conspicuously absent - even in the medical bay and Down's workstation in the command center.
The meeting room they have for their own private use is securely closed and locked.
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cw: s...uicidal...... ideation.................. I am so sorry
[ Aiden........ ]
Even if something happened to me, it wouldn't be a huge loss to this place.
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Don't.
[It comes out rather like a bark.]
Lives aren't so trivial that they can be discarded without consequence. Each one has a weight that's carried far into their absence, regardless of your own opinion on it.
[He's been around death enough to know.]
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Tell that to my boss. [ he isn't sure why he's saying this ] I've done plenty of things to warrant being considered worthless...
[ An uneven breath escapes as he slowly moves a hand to rest it against the side of his head. He should just... stop talking. Just stop... ]
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[The venom he says that with is unmissable. The implication of his words loud and clear.
Picking up on Aiden's breathing, he tries to reel his anger in. At least lower his hackles, for Primus' sake. There was no good in scaring the kid.
After a moment of breathing, he tries again, his calmness clearly forced.]
Which room is yours?
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Aiden actually blinks in surprise, his brow tensing afterwards. The question has him hesitating, but... with a soft sigh, he holds a blink. ]
... Thirty-three.
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[Sleeping in a chair, clearly, doesn’t count.]
And make sure you don’t do anything stupid.
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Planning to literally drag me to my room...?
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[He has no issue in just picking Aiden up and carrying him, if it comes to it.]
And- [He looks off to the side. His ear twitches slightly.] I'll make sure no-one tries to get in, so there's no need to lock yourself inside.
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... Incidentally, if he's being perfectly honest with himself, he doesn't imagine he'd be able to put up... as much of a fight as he wishes? ]
You won't have to.
[ And his jawline tenses almost right after he finally says that. You win, stubborn wolf-being... ]
I'll... go rest in my room for now.
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See to it that you rest well.
[Said with...some kind of care? It's underneath all that grouch, somewhere.]
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With that, he'll be slowly moving to his feet, and then heading towards the apartments. ]
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