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driftfleet2019-01-20 07:25 pm
thespaceopera) wrote in driftfleet2019-01-20 07:25 pm
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- !mingle,
- adrian "alucard" tepes,
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- bentley "ben" douglass,
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- connor,
- felix gaeta,
- glenn rhee,
- grievous,
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- kaname buccaneer,
- katherine "kitty" pryde,
- keith,
- krolia,
- lance,
- libra,
- loki,
- lorden gesh,
- lup,
- magnus burnsides,
- manji,
- messer ihlefeld,
- mikleo,
- nico di angelo,
- pavel chekov,
- prompto argentum,
- remy lebeau,
- sorey,
- taako,
- the vision,
- thor odinson,
- tyrion lannister,
- vash the stampede,
- veronica,
- victor frankenstein,
- wanda maximoff
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Pavel takes a quick look around the room (keeping his hands to himself for now) before approaching Glenn. He glances out the window as well, trying to see whatever the room's owner is seeing.]
What is out there?
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Alexandria.
[ He looks back toward the window, still speaking - ]
It was our home. The last one.
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[Actually, it's probably impolite to dig.]
It looks quiet. [Possibly not in a good way.]
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[ It is. It's also the last one he'll have, but... well. That's a whole other question that a trail-off thankfully isn't really asking. ]
It's not usually this quiet. It seems like everyone's gone...
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I'm sorry for intruding, if you were enjoying the quiet.
[The guitar catches his attention. Without really thinking about it, he touches its strings.]
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[ He turns to look at Pavel, but in the same moment, as Pavel's fingers touch the strings of the guitar, the room - and Glenn - fade away. It gradually shifts to a different room, the warm, neatly appointed living room of a farmhouse with a fireplace. The gathering taking place there, however, is tense - at best. A few familiar faces, a bit less touched by time and the world, may be spotted among the gathered. Questions are stirring among them, and Glenn speaks up- ]
So how do we do this? Just take a vote?
[ A woman with a blonde ponytail chimes in then, ] Does it have to be unanimous?
[A brunette woman, leaning by the corner, ] How about majority rules?
[ And then, a man with a southern drawl, who seems to have some sense of authority speaks up, ] Well, let's just see where everybody stands and we can talk through the options.
[ Chekov's presence here either hasn't been noticed or is accepted - should he speak up, the room will fall silent and still, as if paused. Glenn, however, even as his younger self here, will notice. ]
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[Although Pavel has seen enough memories play to out to know that, as a rule, he can't participate, he's compelled to ask anyway. He directs his question at Glenn.]
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Randall.
[ The name is said first, because it's important to Glenn now to remember that this kid had a name. ]
He was part of a group that attacked us, but he got hurt and they left him behind... we brought him back with us. We were trying to figure out what to do with him.
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It would be naive of me to hope that he recovered and joined your group, I suppose.