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driftfleet2016-07-27 09:35 pm
dontthinkaboutelephants) wrote in driftfleet2016-07-27 09:35 pm
broadcast (open and closed), action (open)
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.]
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.]
voice.
What are you talking about? How? When?
[There's a stupid part of him that's hopeful, that this could be real.]
voice.
In the last world I was in, and... back home... we had beings who raised people from the dead. In fact, in Adstringendum, everyone returned to life by the spirits who had trapped us there... I've been raised from the dead on more than just one hand, for sure.
If the Atroma are as powerful as I think, it's possible they could do it, too.
[Possible. Not exactly surefire.
It's hard to tell if this kind of talk is helpful or not. If she's dead and won't return, he doesn't want anyone to sit hoping she'll resurrect. But. He can't just lie to everyone and say he thinks it's impossible.]
voice.
[He shakes his head.] It sounds too good to be true, but... thanks. I'm glad to know it.
voice.
... If you need anything, don't hesitate to call or poke your head in my door, okay?
Take care of yourself.