driftfleet | 06

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06 - video

Who: Winn Schott and you
Broadcast: Video
Action: Tourist
When: Friday

[ there's something off about winn when the feed turns on. something different from all his other broadcasts. it may take a second to spot it but once you realize what it is it becomes glaringly obvious: there's not a hint of happiness anywhere on his face. his eyes, his lips, his nose, it looks like every last bit of joy has been drained from his features, so even when his lips do stretch lightly upwards, despite his dry eyes it feels more like watching him sob than seeing him smile. ]

Margaery's gone home. [ he has no way of knowing that. she could have been kidnapped to another world, one where she would have no protective big brother to introduce her to superheroes and feminism, to embroider with her and teach her science. but he chooses to hang onto that thought, to believe that she's gone back to the family he knows she so desperately missed despite never letting her pain show. he clears his throat. ] If any of her friends wanna come by for a toast and some stories, I'll be on the Tourist all day.

[ he has been on the tourist since he realized she disappeared, curled up in his bed, shut down. this is the most he's said since, and it feels almost like an outer body experience. he clears his throat again, and nods at the camera before killing the feed. ]

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[He's going to skip the part where he'd normally ask what reading his palm means. Why are you writing things on your hand, Winn?]

What made it so good?

[ he does occasionally write things on his palm, and the reason is that paper is too far away. ]

We became family.

[He reaches out to give Winn's shoulder a squeeze.] I'm sorry I didn't get to know her better then.

You missed out. She's so smart, Mon-El, if she got a real education... [ his voice breaks, his heart breaks. he was teaching her about natural forces and microwaves, she was interested in everything from the stars to common appliances, she always treated him and his knowledge with so much respect. who knows where she could have gotten with that kind of curiosity and quick learning ability? ]

Maybe she will? [He doesn't know what it's like there. Is that too much to hope? He just wants Winn to feel better.]

[ it's making him sad, how's that? he shakes his head. ]

That's not really an option where she's from. [ and it's so upsetting, she's brilliant, she's curious. with a little science she could make such a huge difference in her world...he should have taught her more practical principles, maybe somehow she could remember some of their lessons... ]

[Not as intended!] I'm sorry to hear that. [He does offer the bottle back.]

[ he takes it and helps himself to another long swig. it does not go down any better the second time around. ]

[He reaches for it back once he appears done just in case.] Too strong?

Usually, yeah. Today, it's perfect.

[ he probably should've asked kitty for that peanut butter jar and spoon. ]

Maybe you should try getting out of here.

Not really in the mood.

Yes, which is the reason to do it to change the environment and change the mood.

There's nowhere I can go here that won't remind me of Margaery so unless you got a portal back home stashed up your sleeve - pass.

I would have used that awhile ago if I did. [He reaches over and gives Winn's shoulder a sympathetic squeeze.]

[ he definitely responds better to the physical support than to mon-el's attempts at verbal. ]

Good to know, hiding something like that would be considered a pretty major breach of trust.

[Hey, if you need a bro cuddle in bed just say the word.]

Happy to be out of breach. [He doesn't sound happy. He sounds worried about his friend.]

[ bro, you know he doesn't ask for things. that tone earns him a sad little smile, though, he really appreciates how much mon-el cares. ]

Me too, that would suck. [ he has enough suckage going around without not being able to trust a friend. ]

[You can trust this friend. He's only lying about who he is. No big deal.] Is there anything else you'd like to do? Is your [pause to remember] Playstation here?

[ oh yeah, that's no big deal, who hasn't done that, right? ]

I wish, [ he turns his gaze to the ceiling, to glare at the atroma ] next time I'm kidnapped I demand advanced notice, I need to pack essentials!

[ he looks back at mon-el ]

I got a couple phones, though. You play? [ look, look, even through this daze of misery he can't help but feel a little excitement at possibly having another gamer friend. ]

Of course. [Confidently.] You might need to show me how. [They weren't for playing with at Catco.]

[ he shifts to reach for his phones, connects them, and hands mon-el the one he got from cisco. ]

I got racing, shooting, monster slaying, what's your poison?

How about racing? [It will feel less like training.]

You got it.

[ he opens the game and gives him a quick rundown of the rules ]

So the red car, also known as the one that's going to be eating my blue's dust, is you. Ready?

Yes, I need to go faster than the very slow blue car. I can do that.

Edited 2017-02-28 19:46 (UTC)

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