Video.

[collegedropout]

Who: Sam and you!
Broadcast: fleetwide
Action: Bloodsport or Iskaulit Bar if you find a way to squeeze in an action thread!
When: Today or whatevs, but backdated stuff is cool too.

[The last week has been really, really rough. Most people probably know.

He's been all but nonexistent for that entire week, and a few days after, too. Buried in hell memories and glitched to the point of barely functioning, he had stayed aboard the Bloodsport mostly with Nami. For the better, he knows later on; Nami understood him best, when it came to that side of him. It doesn't make him anymore ashamed and embarrassed that people had to see that. It makes him a bit depressed in the short time that follows. He wakes up on the third as himself — himself now, anyway. But he decided to just sleep for a day or two and try not to think about all the baggage.

But — he'll get pushed to move eventually, and the bar does need bartenders.

He will be out at the bar as he had been before the glitch.

It was what it was, he reminds himself. It was a part of him, and it's... well, it's not over, it'll never be over, but he's come a long way. He's better than that husk he'd been in the garden. He adapted and he survived. That has to count for something.

Still, there's some things to address.]

[Video.]

Hey, guys, I'm alive. Sorry for being so MIA at the bar, but I'm back now... Let me know if I missed anything.

[He's much better. See?? No burns or scars, and he's got his hair brushed, and everything is A-OK.]

I wanted to... apologize to everyone who ran into me, last week. I, uh, I said some pretty miserable crap and I know I sounded like a crazy person. And I just wanted to thank you guys for putting up with, um... that part of me. It's been years, and I'm much better now, and I don't... want anyone to - [He pauses, wringing a rag from the bar in his hands.] - to worry or anything like that.

I'm okay now.

So If you need a drink, I'll be here.

[A deep breath.]

Well... I don't want to just leave it on that note, so.

... Aaaah, let me think.

...

What's something you've accomplished that you're really proud of?

Comments

[hollystrike]

[Her existence is just fine, thanks. :T She just tends to be sensitive about other people thinking she's awful okok.]

If they can't be destroyed, I should think-- [She breaks off. She's already been rather honest in the last five minutes and would really rather not start bleeding at the bar, kthx. Hm. Pointedly.] I'm sure, then, that if I just try pulling my soul back to me it will do terrible things to your spiritual welfare.

[It shouldn't be an issue. On his end.]

[collegedropout]

[He frowns, thoughtful.]

Will it do terrible things to my spiritual welfare if I don't mess with it?

[Just wondering.

And feel free to lie it out, Katie. He understands. He speaks Katienese.]

[hollystrike]

That depends on many things. The colour of the sky, how good you are at ignoring things that don't belong to you, other planets deciding to wash you with magic cries for help.

[She's kind of glad he hasn't thought to ask whether the soul mingling thing happened both ways. This is complicated enough to get around.]

[collegedropout]

You know, I'd say you're just doing your usual thing when you mention the color of the sky, but I wouldn't be surprised if that was actually an issue at some point...

[hollystrike]

The colour of the sky is more of an issue in day to day events than you'd think. Of course, telling you I'm just doing my thing wouldn't be very reassuring, now, would it?

[collegedropout]

Not really, no.

[He shakes his head, smiling a little. Just a little.]

... It's gonna be alright, though. I mean... We'll work on this.

[hollystrike]

We should work on this later rather than sooner, Sam. [She taps her fingers on the bar, thinking. She can't do anything grandiose out here, but...]

You've dealt with it a long time, and it's outside interference that's set you off, isn't it? [Perhaps it'll die on its own. It's not like she's really missing a piece of herself. Souls are infinite-- at least where she comes from. If he can assimilate it without any other complications--

--what's the likelihood of no further complications on the Fleet, though, seriously.]

[collegedropout]

[With a sigh, he nods.]

That's right.

I mean, as far as I can tell. I'd been handling it fine before that planet -- and before the hellfire thing just recently.

[hollystrike]

I would hope so, or you've been hiding a lot of unnecessary acid trips.

[Pointed. Look.]

[collegedropout]

... I mean... That depends on your definition of acid trip.

.... I've never tried acid?

[hollystrike]

Not the non-magical kind, I suppose. How boring of you. I've tried plenty.

[HAHAHA no. But let me tell you, college kids tripping out are some great people to hang out with when you're fae.]

[collegedropout]

Hey now, they had drug PSAs for a reason.

[hollystrike]

Listening to drug PSAs. How boring.