save_the_souls: (lying down)
Allen Walker ([personal profile] save_the_souls) wrote in [community profile] driftfleet2015-07-14 06:55 pm

JULY PLANET MINGLE

Who: YOU. ME. EVERYONE.
Broadcast: IF YOU WANT
Action: YEAH!!!!!
When: July!

[Congratulations to the crews that did not get themselves blown up! Welcome to the Blue Planet, a planet full of charming islands and even less charming weather patterns! Are you going to take the time to enjoy the beach? Help out with the local Nunnilis population? Get caught in a storm with another person and have a rating boosting sexual tension moment? The world's your oyster!]

[Yeah in other words: ITS A MINGLE GET IN HERE]

[July Planet Info!]
mortalcoil: (written on my face)

[personal profile] mortalcoil 2015-07-26 07:01 am (UTC)(link)
[and he may not act like he'd even heard her... but he is thinking. after he hangs up the shirt and finds a spots across the (very small) cave to lean and settle down to ignore her, the wheels just keep cranking away in his head.

he watches the little lights dance, and the tension quietly winds up. the thunder rolls and the winds rage outside, and Coil just keeps thinking.

a year or so ago, he would have been able to keep it all to himself. maybe retreat and plot it out into something that he could handle with cold calculation. but he has become his own, angry creature since then, and not having Zhas' shadow looming right nearby has him feeling a little more free than he knows he has any right to be.

so, eventually, he can't stand it anymore. he stomps his foot once, just loud enough to get her attention so he can communicate.

he knows that she doesn't understand sign language, but he doesn't care. the signs are pretty vivid anyway. he points at her, and forms the sign for Cassandra (a hooked finger drawn down the side of his face where her scar would be), and then takes a couple angrily-hooked fingers from each hand and knocks and grinds the knuckles together. it's really the sign for 'problem', among other aggravating things, but the motion conveys his feelings about them even if she doesn't specifically know the word.]
child_of_bhaal: (firm)

[personal profile] child_of_bhaal 2015-07-26 02:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[No, she doesn't know the words, but she's not dumb. She gives him her attention intensely. And the idea behind what he means is pretty clear.]

I'm aware of how you feel about me, and Cassandra.

[When she says Cassandra's name, she mimics his gesture across the cheek, with a bit less intensity than he used when doing it. She's intending to learn.]

The question is how do we live together without coming to blows.
mortalcoil: (I wouldn't say anything anyway)

[personal profile] mortalcoil 2015-07-26 10:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[he nods in that exasperated way that says of course that's what he wants--so, he's not seeing the problem as his fault.

and she may or may not follow the exact meaning behind it, but he points at her, then moves his hands where one forcefully blocks the other, and points to himself. because that is his biggest problem right now. it's fine if they don't quite get along or like each other, but they're stopping him from doing what he needs to do, and that is an issue.]
child_of_bhaal: (crowned in blood)

[personal profile] child_of_bhaal 2015-07-27 12:11 am (UTC)(link)
[Her gaze is pretty intense while she tries to puzzle out what he's intending to convey. It takes her a minute, and her hands repeat the blocking gesture vaguely.

And then she gets it. Her expression goes from that tense anger to something else, softer but no less serious. She's sad, and she's also scared. Because she sees no other way to make him understand her than to let herself be vulnerable to him.
]

I had to.

[It's softly spoken, but she doesn't shy away from showing him her face. There are wounds on her soul, and they show in her expression.]

I've been in that position before. Strapped down, cut open, observed like your pain is nothing. I know what it's like. And sick or not, that was a living being. It's better to just die, than to suffer like that.
mortalcoil: (blindside)

[personal profile] mortalcoil 2015-07-27 06:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[he still knows that she's wrong, he still knows that he's right... but he can't stare into the face of all that she's baring.

it's too much. he glances away again, glaring toward the storm instead.

and if he'd had an easier way to communicate, he might have raged against her stupid reasoning, demanded that she think about the bigger picture. he'd have a million valid reasons to throw at her, and could have picked hers apart until it meant nothing.

but he doesn't have a way to do any of that. and he has to--once again--remind himself that he gave up that right willingly.

he doesn't know why he's even trying to discuss things. does he really think he could have fixed any of it? he should have just left it alone and kept his proverbial mouth shut.]
child_of_bhaal: (death is my gift)

[personal profile] child_of_bhaal 2015-07-27 06:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[When he turns away, she doesn't think she's won. No, she thinks he's protecting himself from her. You can't be distant and objective when the subject on your slab is a person to you. And part of her knows she needs Coil to see her as a person. She might not change his mind, and it won't make them friends. But her gut tells her she has to reach him with this.]

He picked me apart. Did experiments on me. Most of what I remember is the pain, because he even took my memories. When I try to recall it, it's like knife blades in my skull. But I do know, he wanted to see what he could push me to, what might happen. He wanted to take my life and reorder it for his use, then throw away what he didn't want anymore.

He's worse than dead now. But what he started, it's still with me, still working at me. Still running under my skin, in my mind, my heart. My soul.

[She swallows hard, and feels a weight of guilt for what she's laying on him. But in her mind, there's no help for it. He needs to see.]

No one is so beneath us that they can be used like that. I had to stop you, Coil. I'm sorry, but I had to.
mortalcoil: (written on my face)

FINALLY Im sorry this took forever

[personal profile] mortalcoil 2015-08-05 04:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[the 'he' that she's describing is someone that he was intended to be. that person was every member of his first family--everything they did and everything they stood for. it's how he was raised, and he still trains and studies for it now.

even with his new family, strapping down things that deserved it to further the greater cause was part of everyday life.

he watched it happen to his sister, and still lives with the vague, nebulous fear that it will someday be his turn on the table.

...so, for the most part, he doesn't understand. and when he finally shakes his head, it's somewhat disbelieving.]