Anthony J. Crowley (
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driftfleet2015-03-30 02:47 am
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Pathstone Mingle
Who: The crew of the SS we don't know what we're doing Pathstone.
Broadcast: Maybe?
Action: Pathstone/ The docking volcano on Mor.
When: Any time post shuffle.
[EVERY DAY IS A FUN DAY ON THIS SHIP]
Broadcast: Maybe?
Action: Pathstone/ The docking volcano on Mor.
When: Any time post shuffle.
[EVERY DAY IS A FUN DAY ON THIS SHIP]

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He doesn't panic, exactly, but he does start trying to feel out the space, if he can get out and move, or if he's trapped.
The door with his name is mostly ignored, for the simple reason that he's illiterate.]
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I was hoping you'd end up here. How are you, Cole?
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I'm still not hurt. It's less quiet here, but it's still too quiet.
[He rocks back and forth on his feet, plucking at some loose threads on his hand wraps.]
It's small. But it's not a cell. I don't know where to go or what to do.
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Blech. I don't eat. Or sleep. Did your Cole do those things?
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He's given it a few tries, but I don't think he's quite used to it yet. But human bodies need food and rest, Cole, we don't want you getting sick.
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[Just in case she's forgotten that. He wears a human shape, but he's not a human.]
I'm not mortal at all. I'm a spirit. Mostly. My inside is mostly spirit, but my outside is a person.
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[They never really got to the how to care for your now slightly more human Cole bits, so she really isn't sure exactly what kind of things his body does need.]
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[As he's spoken, he's started to fold over and maybe for a moment, he seems that bit more frail and pale.
Then he stands up straight again and it's just Cole.]
No hunger. I sometimes sit quietly for a while and let my body rest. But I don't sleep.
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We'll skip the pudding, then. Shall I show you those yellow flowers you asked about instead?
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Yes. I like flowers. I don't understand why people cut them off the plant and put them in vases.
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Did you know it's possible to replant cut flowers?
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[He does know a bit about how plants grow.]
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Pollution in of himself isn't that much of a problem, but where there is one, the other three usually follow and they are a lot less fun to handle. He isn't ready for this crap to start up again.
It takes another moment to realise that...no. This kid isn't human, but he isn't a Horseperson, either. Curious. Crowley steps a little closer, squinting behind his shades. ]
Well. This is new.
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Yes. It is. Unwinding, uncurling, unspooling worry that coils, catches, curious and cautious. You don't feel like most people. You almost feel like a mage, but you're not.
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No, I'm a demon. What about you? You're not human.
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No, no no no, not demons, you should be in the Fade, not here, here isn't good for you!
[He reaches out again, but for all that Crowley says he's a demon, he doesn't feel like one. There's no overwhelming emotion, Cole can't see what he is.]
You're... are you a demon like I was? Drawn too tight, taut, tangled, tripping over the world.
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I'm not the kind who actually goes about slaughtering people before you-
[No wait.]
You were a demon?
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I wasn't a spirit. But I was a spirit. I killed people, but I thought I had to to help them. I can't see who you are, and if you were a demon, I would be able to.
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[He gives a soft huff, because wow, he is SO TOO a demon. Just...the worst one. Ever.]
Well, demons are different in every world.
Name's Crowley.
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[Much like his own name. He knows how these things work.]
I'm Cole.
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Nice to meet you, Cole. Welcome to the Pathstone.
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Hello, the Pathstone.
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But hey, it might, who knows.
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