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Who: Coil Lenn and any innocent bystander
Broadcast: Audio and video - Fleetwide
Action: Aboard the SS Red Fish
When: Shortly after the Shuffle

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[there were too many new people on his ship; too many unfamiliar faces were making him feel anxious within the halls of what was supposed to be his home. he has been deflating under the pressure of trying to meet them all and keep track of them, wondering where they all fit and wishing that Zhas would just step up and take over like he's supposed to. he just wants to be able to stop worrying about it and get back to work. so, when the skullfaced man continues to make himself suspiciously scarce, Coil finally goes to seek him out... and his search ends in what is supposed to be Zhas' bunk.

for a minute, there is that awful sense of vertigo that comes with wondering if he's somehow gone into the wrong room. but the minutiae left behind--all of the little things that he couldn't possibly care about because none of it adds up to him--is familiar. it's the random remnant of Zhas' things, and a desperate search of the Network quickly confirms his fears.

when it does, something inside of him that still feels recently healed simply breaks apart without effort, and the rest of his crew manages to miss most of what immediately follows. the pacing and clawing and breathing so fast that he almost makes himself sick is quiet enough to go unnoticed. but anyone who happens to be home at the time might notice the eventual banging on the empty bunk walls, and the yell of voice that has never been heard on the ship before.]

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[and, since there is supposedly an eager audience somewhere, hungry for drama, of course the communicator turns on when it crashes into the wall.

so, after the image on the screen bounces around crazily until the device comes to rest in some corner of the room, anyone tuned into this particular frequency can catch the sounds of someone more or less losing their shit. the sobbing sounds of sheer, heartbroken frustration are muffled through something... probably clenched teeth and buried in arms or a pillow... but they're definitely very public.

someone is having the worst day of his recent life.]

Threaded | Flat

[She hears the banging two fold, from her communicator and in person. She shuts the bit of technology off and tucks it away, before going inside the room.

She'd been going to talk to him as it was. She'd not been able to find Zhas either, and had been hoping Coil would have a clue to their taciturn friend's whereabouts. Sadly, she wishes the answer was different. Because there's only one thing to cause such a reaction like this.

She comes inside quietly, but not trying to hide either. She'll keep a polite distance, because they aren't that close. But she's there for him.]

Coil... I'm sorry.

[It's a lame offering to someone in such pain, but it would be worse to give him pretty lies, even in an attempt to comfort. Truth is always best, and the truth is she's sorry Zhas is gone. She's sorry to see Coil hurting so much. She would change it, if she had the power.]

[ okay great there is a chance they are in one of the bunk rooms for this, and now they are absolutely trying to like...slide...out the door.......with an armful of bedding off of one of the empty bunks, without being noticed.

Alternatively, someone else has decided that the new counselor office is
a.) a great place to stick Coil
b.) a great thing since Coil needs some help

--neither of which are...probably right. That's okay! ]

[Seeing anyone so undone isn't easy, but knowing he had been Nux's crewmate didn't hel either. Furiosa doesn't know Coil that well, except that he'd been on Nux's ship from the Warboy's exciting start, but he'd been there for her Warboy and she was grateful for it.]

Hey. You going to be alright?

[Undyne had been halfway through a glass of that DISGUSTING SYRUPY yet amazing orange drink when she caught... this. She stares, and stares, and stares some more. And then, very quietly:]

Uh... hey... there.

[The message is clear, even if the scream isn't broadcast; this is far more vocalization than Coil makes under normal circumstances. So, leaving a message for Coil once he gets a chance to check the device, he signs rather than texting or talking.]

What happened? You hurt?

[he doesn't want to use video, but text doesn't get his attention and voice would be silly with Coil unable to use it back himself. besides... he doesn't know what's going on, but it sounds like Coil might want to see a familiar face.]

Hey, kid.

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