Eithan Paine (
deviances) wrote in
driftfleet2018-04-05 05:57 pm
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05 ☼
Who: Eithan and YOU!
Broadcast: Yes!
Action: SS Blue Fish, or a random planetside bar, if you so choose!
When: Right heckin' now.
☼ Waking Up → SS Blue Fish
[ He's been out for days - no movement, no sound, nothing. Just sleep. Or... something like that. Everything changes when he wakes up - and he wakes with a start, heart racing and mind reeling.
He remembers. A vast sea of stars - different from space. Walkable, breathable, wrong. He remembers names and faces of people he grew close to, and the way his reality began bleeding into others' because of it. He remembers running. Fighting. Struggling to survive, facing down horrors that shouldn't have been. He remembers the shop - remembers waking up in the back of it, being left to figure out what that meant and the changes that came with it. And... he remembers how that didn't hold a candle to the way it felt when the bladed hand of some shadowy creature slid so easily between his ribs, straight through--
It's too much.
So of course, the first thing out of his mouth is a very heartfelt: ]
Fuck...!
[ He wishes it was all just a nightmare, but he's pretty sure it wasn't.
Crewmates or visitors can find him in his room, or eventually he'll start wandering the halls, looking hella distracted and even paler than usual. Long story short: yeah, he's not okay. ]
☼ Network post → Text
Looks like it was my turn for Atroma to knock me out and give me memories or some shit. So that's awesome. Good times.
So to "celebrate" I'm gonna be hanging out in a bar on the planet, corner of 5th and Boulder streets. Can't miss it it's got the bright as hell red roof and the weird cactus neon sign thing out front. Seriously. It stands out.
I'd say drinks are on me but I mean drinks are free! Literally all of it. Anything we want. But hey if you really want I'll make it for you. For the hell of it. Anyway come hang out. Let's make it a party. Why not?
☼ Planetside bar
[ And yep, there he is, just like he said he'd be. He's already made himself a rather large drink, and he's sitting at the bar staring into it, as if the place wasn't completely empty around him and he really was just... in a bar, somewhere populated, where people hadn't died from radiation or what the hell ever. Doesn't help that this reminds him a lot of a certain other always-empty, always-restocking bar.
... Goddess, he really needs a distraction. Or to get wasted. One of the two. Feel free to catch him either just getting started, or already well on his way to drunk. ]
Broadcast: Yes!
Action: SS Blue Fish, or a random planetside bar, if you so choose!
When: Right heckin' now.
☼ Waking Up → SS Blue Fish
[ He's been out for days - no movement, no sound, nothing. Just sleep. Or... something like that. Everything changes when he wakes up - and he wakes with a start, heart racing and mind reeling.
He remembers. A vast sea of stars - different from space. Walkable, breathable, wrong. He remembers names and faces of people he grew close to, and the way his reality began bleeding into others' because of it. He remembers running. Fighting. Struggling to survive, facing down horrors that shouldn't have been. He remembers the shop - remembers waking up in the back of it, being left to figure out what that meant and the changes that came with it. And... he remembers how that didn't hold a candle to the way it felt when the bladed hand of some shadowy creature slid so easily between his ribs, straight through--
It's too much.
So of course, the first thing out of his mouth is a very heartfelt: ]
Fuck...!
[ He wishes it was all just a nightmare, but he's pretty sure it wasn't.
Crewmates or visitors can find him in his room, or eventually he'll start wandering the halls, looking hella distracted and even paler than usual. Long story short: yeah, he's not okay. ]
☼ Network post → Text
Looks like it was my turn for Atroma to knock me out and give me memories or some shit. So that's awesome. Good times.
So to "celebrate" I'm gonna be hanging out in a bar on the planet, corner of 5th and Boulder streets. Can't miss it it's got the bright as hell red roof and the weird cactus neon sign thing out front. Seriously. It stands out.
I'd say drinks are on me but I mean drinks are free! Literally all of it. Anything we want. But hey if you really want I'll make it for you. For the hell of it. Anyway come hang out. Let's make it a party. Why not?
☼ Planetside bar
[ And yep, there he is, just like he said he'd be. He's already made himself a rather large drink, and he's sitting at the bar staring into it, as if the place wasn't completely empty around him and he really was just... in a bar, somewhere populated, where people hadn't died from radiation or what the hell ever. Doesn't help that this reminds him a lot of a certain other always-empty, always-restocking bar.
... Goddess, he really needs a distraction. Or to get wasted. One of the two. Feel free to catch him either just getting started, or already well on his way to drunk. ]

Blue Fish
[He's awake. With having lost a lot of friends the past week, Riona's beyond relieved to see him wandering about again. But as she approaches him in the hall, she sees his face - the paleness, the haunted look - and her relief turns to worry.]
...you look like a ghost. Come on, let's get something warm in you.
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Yeah, I kinda feel like a ghost. Somethin' warm sounds good. Thanks. Uhh, looks like I was out for a few days? ... What'd I miss? [ Snort. ]
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You were. Nothing terribly exciting or life altering. The ship and crew remain the same. Still on the same planet, though we've found out what happened to the people here.
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[ Latching onto something else to talk about for a second? YOU BETCHA. ]
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text;
I've had that happen to me. Twice. Mind if I come join you and we can compare crappy memories? Or we could just drink a lot. Whatever you're up for.
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Sounds like a plan, I'll be here a while. Plenty of booze waiting for you
text >> action probably?
[As for the invite for alcohol, she's headed to the nearest bar she can think of. How many bars were there on the Iskaulit anyway?]
Sure!
From the fleet: few days. Back where I was: years. Time is really fucking weird when it comes to shit lie this.
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He doesn't expect to find a tipsy Eithan staggering down the street, but lo, there he is. Let's just... try to steady him. What in the world?]
Eithan, are you alright?
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Oh hey, Mikleo! [ Smile! ] Uh, me? Yeah, I'm good. Enough. 's nothin'. [ He waves a hand dismissively. ] How're you?
[ He's already bad at deflecting. He's worse when he's tipsy. ]
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I'm fine. And you're lying.
[He keeps a hand on Eithan to make sure he doesn't wobble too far off balance. And- oh god, he also smells something terrible in Eithan's breath. He's caught a whiff of this on Zaveid and Eizen before, so he has a feeling he knows what this is.]
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[ Luckily, he isn't gone enough to completely fall over like some sort of sloppy mess, but yeah, he's wobbling. So the hand still helps. Thanks, pal. He rubs at his eyes with one hand. ]
Y'know the thing Atroma does where someone gets knocked out and wakes up with memories? Yeah. That. ... 's all.
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Blue Fish
When Eithan wakes with a jolt, gasping, Sorey jumps and tosses the book aside, half-rising from his chair, hands out. -ooh. Ooh, he doesn't sound good, he doesn't look good. Sorey doesn't touch him, not just yet, but stays close just in case, until he's sure he's gotten a second to calm down.]
...Eithan, you all right?
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He definitely needs that second to calm down, realize where he is and who's with him. He's still a little wide-eyed when he finally looks to Sorey. ]
Sorey! Hey. ... Uh. Heh. How... long was I out?
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Sorry, man. That was just... a lot. I mean, I got slammed with like, a ton of memories. I think. ... Anyway, I'm... really glad you're here. Thanks. ... Wait. How long have you been here?
[ Are you okay?? ]
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"and now they're crying" fjdskl i s2g lmfao
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bar
Heads right up to the bar where Eithan's sitting, glances over at him and hten moves around it to start pulling bottles open and sniffing them. He's not picky but like...why not drink the good stuff if it's free?
Also will kindly pour Eithan a few fingers before serving himself.]
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Thanks man. ... Nice hat.
[ He ain't even trying to be a little shit about it, he's just puzzled by the hat but hey it looks p good?? ]
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whateverCloud pours himself his own glass, throws it back and pours another. If he's gonna keep up he's going to have to drink in triplicate.] Tried any of the food here? It's weird.
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Blue Fish
You're awake! [Always a mixed blessing. ] You okay? I mean, I'm guessing no, but I figured it's better to ask.
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Hey, captain. I-- yeah, hah, no. Not really. [ But he manages a wry smile anyway. ] But I'm not like, dyin' or anything like that. I'll be all right. Shit... What'd I miss?
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That's good. The lack of dying. The rest, we can work on.
[He pulls a face, looking towards the window. ]
Well, as usual, Atroma's sent us to a place with a horrible, creepy underside.
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bar
Hello. I take it you're the one who issued that invitation over the network?
[....He's the only one in the bar. But Alucard has a lazy smile that suggests he's maybe not being too serious. Or maybe that's just his smile.]
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That'd be me, yeah. [ Nod! ] Heh, make yourself at home. Cheers.
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[There's a certain amount of novelty in being able to walk into a tavern and not have to pay for any of the drinks. Of course, that novelty wears off particularly quickly if one has to consider why the bar is so empty in the first place.
Alucard isn't quite sure he even understands the fate of Nariba Relia. So he'll gladly ignore that reality in favor of drinking and not thinking about the dead.
He slips behind the bar, finding and locating a good red wine. Or at least he hopes it's good. His glass gets a gets a generous pour, and then he leans against the bar to get a better look at Eithan. After a few moments, he extends a hand across.]
Alucard Emery.
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