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Who: Arthur and you
Broadcast: Red Fish, Fleetwide
Action: Iskaulit (Space bar)
When: Let's say today. Takes place after this log
Warnings: Discussion of death

» Red Fish

[This is filtered to the Red Fish crew. Arthur's showered, his hair is wet and disheveled, and he's in a t-shirt and sweats. Minimum effort. He has a cut on his cheek, and he's holding his arm to his side. His voice is low and soft, cracking now and then.]

I'm really sorry to have to give you guys this message. I wanted to tell you guys privately, though. Syeira is dead. One of those... dinosaurs on the planet killed her. She... she died protecting me and some others. I didn't know what to do...

[He bites his lip, and shakes his head, as if to rid it from those horrible thoughts.] I thought we could honor her somehow. I have some drawings of her and some candles... I don't know. Any ideas?

» Fleetwide

[Arthur looks a little better now. He's dressed up to a sweater and pants, combed and slicked back his hair. He almost looks normal, except for the cut on his cheek, his pale face, and the way he's carrying his arm.]

I'm Arthur Hall, if any of you don't me. I was involved in an incident with a few other passengers that involved one of those... dinosaur things.

I have the unfortunate task of telling the ship as a whole that Syeira is dead. One of those dinosaur look-alikes killed her. She was a good friend of mine, and I'm... I'm...

[He swallows, having trouble speaking now.] I'm sorry to her friends. She was wonderful, and I'll miss her.

[Man, he can't do this. He just gives up and turns off the camera.]

» Action on the Iskaulit

Arthur's at the space bar with his arm tucked to his side, holding his cup of alcohol with his left hand. He hasn't seen a doctor. He hasn't seen much of anyone. He's not getting trashed, just having a drink.

[ooc: As far as I'm aware, it's not common knowledge that people come back from death. Feel free to comment, though Arthur might ignore disrespectful/stupid comments. Please be aware of the warning. Post is made with Syeira mun's permission. I'll follow example on the action part for prose vs brackets.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[He looks down, silent for a moment.] I just can't believe it. It doesn't seem real.

Nor I. [ For Arthur, he lets some of his raw grief seep through the calm mask - Arthur understands, Arthur feels the same guilt ]

She did not deserve to die there.

No, she didn't.

[He sighs, not sure what to do now.] Tell me if there's anything I can do for you.

[ Maglor echoes his sigh and runs a hand across his eyes ]

Not unless you wish to go out for a drink, I think. I do not wish to burden you further.

It wouldn't be a burden. I'm at the space bar right now, if you know where that is.

The one Master Tyrion runs? [ He nods ]

I know it, aye - would you mind the company?

I didn't know he ran it. Thought it was Nami's. But no, I don't mind. Could use the company.

Ah, is it? I always find him behind the bar, so I did not think that there was another who might run it - it might well not be his.

[ A nod ]

Then I will come over, eh?

[ And he will do just that! ]

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