Nocta Oren (
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driftfleet2015-04-07 07:56 pm
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Waystation Mingle Log!
Who: GAME-WIDE MINGLE aka everyone
Broadcast: If you want
Action: The Stations!
When: From 04/05 through the month of April.
[Well, that all sure happened. But at least you have the waystations! Whether you want to stock up on supplies, work, trade, or visit the very fancy Virtual Reality Dome, it's bound to be a nice break from the attacks of the 5th.
Make your own prompts, set up your own Virtual Realities, etc! For reference, the OOC post with info is over here!]
Broadcast: If you want
Action: The Stations!
When: From 04/05 through the month of April.
[Well, that all sure happened. But at least you have the waystations! Whether you want to stock up on supplies, work, trade, or visit the very fancy Virtual Reality Dome, it's bound to be a nice break from the attacks of the 5th.
Make your own prompts, set up your own Virtual Realities, etc! For reference, the OOC post with info is over here!]
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[ The answer is nothing. He gets closer and wraps a hand around the burnt part of his arm; the touch is light but he wants to prove a point and his recklessness is bar none when he isn't thinking straight. ]
You're just going to make things worse with this.
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Perhaps I'm mishearing you, Aaron. Is that actual concern? Perhaps you're the one that's ill.
[He pulls his arm away, going back to his idle fixing.] Have you felt feverish lately?
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[ For some reason, Aaron acts like he's the one who's been burned and pulls away. His arms wrap around his chest and he takes a few, long stalking steps to the other side of the bridge. ]
Maybe I just don't want you fucking blowing us up anymore than we already are! Or maybe I don't want to deal with your stupid corpse when you drop dead from shock, or whatever.
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I've had these burns for days. If I were to drop dead from shock or whatever, I would have already done it. I'm clearly not in any danger. The burns will heal and the worst thing I'll get is scarring. You're. Over. Reacting.
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[ He starts to gesticulate, large and wide and uncaring even when his hand catches on a wall for being in such a relatively small space. ]
There is something wrong with you. You're goddamn stupid!
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Your nagging is incessant. Here, you want to know the answer?
[He glances around to ensure they're alone then gestures at Aaron.]
Come. Punch me. [He taps his cheek.] Right here. In the face.
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There's no sign that he even felt it.]
You see? I can't feel it. I can't feel any of it.
[Please don't tell him he needs to explain it any more than that.]
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You fucking—that's what I'd call something being wrong!
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[The question is honest. He doesn't understand. Not as far as Aaron's concerned, at least. After awhile, he turns back to what he was fixing, muttering:] Besides, it's not as if it can be healed. It's permanent.
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[ Yeah, it's hilarious because it's the most stupid thing Aaron's ever heard. ]
Your arm isn't permanent, numbskull.
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But there was a reason for it. And for every wound he couldn't feel there were ten others he couldn't have endured without his training. It had saved his life just as much as it had threatened it. Let him accomplish goals a normal man couldn't face.
And, more than that, it was something he was proud of.
Perhaps that's why he doesn't think as Aaron laughs. Or perhaps it's out of anger directed at himself for believing he could trust someone so obviously unsympathetic. Either way, it takes over.
He throws a punch.]
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He sees it coming, and he steps back. Reflexes so fast that they must be inhuman, a power he's had for a long time and kept with him instead of others he's taken, used and discarded. He likes this one, it feels right, and it's been more than useful in his choice of lifestyle. He stays where he stands and lifts his chin. ]
Let me give you a tip: that's not gonna work. If you wanna be an idiot about this, be my fucking guest! Just don't fucking think you're in some kind of right here!
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Get out.
[He wants to lecture, wants him to know why he's done what he's done. Why he's like this. But it'll all go over his head. Nothing will stick and all will be ridiculed. His home, his lifestyle, everything he worked for—it wasn't worth the effort.]