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Who: Carl Grimes & You
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Red Fish
When: 6/9/17

I know you can fall asleep and suddenly remember more from home. Didn't think that stuff would still happen if they're just memories.

Has that happened to anyone else? Waking up with something new?

[ action;; Red Fish ]
[ For those on the Red Fish who have paid attention, Carl has been absent for a few days. Only tucked into his bed, but still. If they're quick enough, they could catch him sneaking his way to the medical bay, head tucked toward his chin and hair covering his face. Hiding something? Of course not, there's nothing to hide!

Afterward, he'll be out wandering the halls, white bandage covering half his face and looking a little older than he was when he went to sleep. Still the same twerp, though. ]

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[searingedgelord]

[Velvet gets restless during drift weeks, so she's spending some time wandering the ship herself, occasionally pausing to clean things if she feels they are out of place or dusty or something. Though mostly she's just looking for ways to occupy herself. She notices Carl, though, and pauses.]

Hey. You okay?

[The face bandage is a little worrying.]

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[postocular]

[ It's only been a few days, but Carl feels the need to move around and at least stretch his legs. He needs to reorient himself with the Red Fish with that shoddy depth perception. He'd gotten used to it at home, he remembered that much. Here, it's like trying to do it all over again.

He nods to Velvet, moving a bit closer. ]

Hey, Velvet. I'm okay. You?

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[outstandingbalance]

What kind of new are you talking about?

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[postocular]

Injuries. Scars. Missing limbs. Anything, really.

New memories are kind of obvious.

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[searingedgelord]

Bored, mostly. Drifting gets old pretty fast.

[She tilts her head and makes sort of a vague gesture to her own face to indicate his bandage. She doesn't point at his since she figures if you have an injured eye you probably don't want people's hands in your face.]

Did you hurt yourself?

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[outstandingbalance]

Figured that was a given.

Hasn't happened to me, but I hear it does happen.

You okay?

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[postocular]

We should be someplace else soon?

[ They'd think so, anyway. It always feels like an eternity between planets. ]

Uh. Kind of. Long story.

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[postocular]

Fine.

Frustrated.

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[outstandingbalance]

Somehow, that came across.

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[searingedgelord]

Yeah, probably.

[Huh. Well, if he doesn't want to talk about it, she won't push. But, he's been asleep for awhile, right?]

All right. You hungry?

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[postocular]

Didn't think it would be this much of a pain in the ass.

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[postocular]

Starving, so long as it's not gel protein.

[ Most people get a look he doesn't like seeing when he says he got shot. Fine by him if they don't ask. ]

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[outstandingbalance]

Would you like to elaborate on what's frustrating? Or just as a general state of being.

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[postocular]

Remembered something happening different than how it did. Thought it was under control and it's not really..

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[outstandingbalance]

Right. That, I follow.

Sorry to hear it.

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[postocular]

I'll get over it. Might need extra practice, though.

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[searingedgelord]

[She can sort of understand, because of her arm. She deals with it by being blunt about it, but not everyone has that kind of coping mechanism.]

Why don't we check out what's in the kitchen? If you're willing to be a taste tester for me, I can probably manage to cook something.

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[postocular]

[ He falls into stride behind Velvet as they make for the kitchen. ]

I can definitely do that.

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[itstheirworld]

It happens just like that? You go to sleep and wake up with new memories?


What's it like?

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[outstandingbalance]

No problem there, unless you had something better to do with your time.

action; Med Bay

[dontfeedplants]

[Oh heck no. Seymour has hung around the medical bay enough that he notices when Carl trying to sneak into the room. Especially since Carl hasn't been really around these past few days. He's trying to be casual as he approaches Carl but he is definitely walking too fast for it to be calm whatsoever.]

Hey, is there something wrong?

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[postocular]

Not really.

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[postocular]

Like a dream that you can't let go of.

It's disorienting.

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[outstandingbalance]

Well. There you go.

action; Med Bay

[postocular]

[ Nope. Nope. This is the opposite of what he wanted. Being so close, Seymour is bound to notice something is up. If he can just get into the med bay, he's so close. Carl feels entirely too exposed, his words a bit defensive. ]

No, I just need something. I can take care of it myself.

[ He'd been taking care of it, but that was at home. It's still disorienting, remembering what happened at home, but knowing everything had been fine when he'd fallen asleep here. Fuck the Atroma, honestly.. ]