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BaronGreen Everyday's great at your Junes from USA Since: Jan, 2015 Relationship Status: Star-crossed
Everyday's great at your Junes
#6901: Dec 31st 2016 at 2:22:32 PM

Troperia

Main Deck Hallway

Rakiri wanders out of the ship access and heads out into the hallway. Not really focused on much, he glances up and squints, seeing what looks like Torvahk and Matthew further down the hall. "Huh? Well, that's an odd pairing." Hands in his pockets and nothing better to do, he casually makes his way towards them, calling out before he's halfway there. "Hey. What are you guys doing?"


Amos's Room

Amos is pillowed in the face before he can properly respond. He chuckles and casually picks it up, clearing his throat a bit before answering. "Well...I can understand her point, but it's not like everyone knows that makes it the end all or be all. I mean, you go to school in order to learn. You don't go there already knowing everything they're gonna teach you, that would just be a waste of time. You go there to be taught. Just like we're gonna do. So, you know, don't ever be afraid to ask us for help or guidance. A lot of us are still kinda young and we don't know everything, despite what some people might think, but well help you out if you ask." he says with an assuring nod. "Oh, and I almost forgot."

Without any fanfare, he swings the pillow and throws it right back at Russell, attempting to hit him with it.


Silas's Mind

A Dazzling Dream

"You're gonna put him in a coma? Uh...that doesn't sound like a good thing. Can't that cause more damage or something? I'm not a doctor, i have no clue."

edited 31st Dec '16 2:26:13 PM by BaronGreen

Old habits die hard, especially when no one else lets them die either.
darkdestinysoul Since: Mar, 2015
#6902: Dec 31st 2016 at 2:37:12 PM

Main deck - Hallway

Rakiri might notice that Matthew looks like he is asleep yet is holding his weapons tightly. He doesn't respond, his head tilted to the side. He actually stumbles back slightly as Rakiri speaks.

Crew quarters - Amos's room

Russell is hit by the pillow and sent tumbling off the bed onto the floor with a thud, he was too distracted by his own thoughts and Amos' words to react properly or brace...

A few moments pass. "Now you've asked for it!" It seems like his mood is back up again, just snapped out of it by the sudden concussive force, or maybe the surprise of the pillow.

As taking cover behind the bed, Russell grabs the pillows he can (both his own and Amos') and launches them quickly, wildly.

edited 31st Dec '16 2:38:03 PM by darkdestinysoul

"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."
ParadoxialStratagem The Eccentric Electric from On Melancholy Hill Since: Nov, 2013 Relationship Status: Hiding
The Eccentric Electric
#6903: Dec 31st 2016 at 2:44:16 PM

Troperia Hallway:

"Human this, walksleeping he is. Place safe he needs." Torvahk tried to explain to Rakiri, not entirely sure if he's already met this alien before. He then tried to rest Matthew on his right shoulder in an effort to guide him somewhere safer, no longer having the patience to wait for him to comply.

Living The Fever Dream
AqueousBunnies Since: Jan, 2015 Relationship Status: Having tea with Cthulhu
#6904: Jan 1st 2017 at 1:27:04 AM

Troperia

Silas' Mind - The Arena

"It is risky, yes. But a coma should greatly inhibit if not entirely freeze the virus' infection rate, and if we're careful, there shouldn't be any further damage to his mind or body until we can properly treat him. It's damage control, pretty much." Val explains to Greg.

"Matthew, take it easy." Dominic says to him, seeing his form destabilizing. Val transfers some of the mental energy back to him in an effort to help him, and uses the connection to find his physical body.

"Oh dear. He seems to be in a state akin to sleepwalking, except most people don't sleepwalk while holding swords." He turns to Matthew. "How did you even know where to find it?"

Airlock -> Hallways

"Yeah, just put it in the hangar." Peter says to Sarai as they walk.

Knossos - Roughly 14 Years Ago

"Drop your weapon and turn him over." One of the men, probably the leader, says to Jackson, his gun pointed right at his head.

"Jackson?" Peter tries to hide behind him, though it isn't of much use considering they're surrounded. Jackson starts to slowly raise his hands in surrender, before he ducks and dashes towards the man on his left side, simultaneously uppercutting and slamming him to a wall. The others begin to pull the trigger, and that's when Peter notices that everything started to slow down all of a sudden. Just before the bullets fly towards Jackson, Peter summons a kinetic blast, deflecting the projectiles and staggering their attackers.

Jackson sweeps down, tripping another man. As he falls, he drives his elbow to his face, smashing his head against the floor. Peter releases a more directed shockwave with his hands towards two more people. However, this gives the leader an opening to shoot Jackson in the back twice. He falls to his knees with a scream; Peter barely has time to register what just happened before they start shooting again, and he releases another force wave, this time knocking them off their feet.

Peter wastes no time in punching the leader in the chest through his armor, and he hears a sharp crack - the same as when he punched the bully in the playground. This time, however, he doesn't hesitate or stop, and punches him a couple more times for good measure. The other man manages to gather himself and tries to grab Peter, but he sees it coming and pulls him up instead. He's suspended in the air for a split second before forcibly thrown against the door, smashing it right through. Meanwhile, Jackson gets up despite his wounds, and puts the last attacker in a choke hold before he can react, cutting off his breath until he faints.

"We... we won." Peter says after briefly looking around. He feels beads of sweat rolling down his hot forehead, and his vision quickly becomes hazy as the adrenaline rush fades. His knees give, though Jackson catches him before he falls, and he feels being carried around as he blacks out.

edited 1st Jan '17 2:50:54 AM by AqueousBunnies

BaronGreen Everyday's great at your Junes from USA Since: Jan, 2015 Relationship Status: Star-crossed
Everyday's great at your Junes
#6905: Jan 1st 2017 at 7:11:43 AM

Troperia

Main Deck Hallway

"Sleepwalking? Huh..." Rakiri says, finding it clearly odd. "Well, should you be moving them around? I admit not knowing a thing about it, but that seems like it could end badly." He says, seeing Torvahk look like he didn't know him from Adam. "We met in Mirielle's lab if you're trying to remember. Thought to be fair, it's not like we talked."


Amos's Room

Amos swivels his chair and ducks behind it, using it as a shield to avoid the pillow assault. "Pillow war!" He shouts, almost like someone half his age, and goes to the closet, grabbing out two spare pillows. He tosses them to Russell, so he has ammunition, then picks up the two that missed him preparing to throw his.

Old habits die hard, especially when no one else lets them die either.
darkdestinysoul Since: Mar, 2015
#6906: Jan 1st 2017 at 7:37:23 AM

Main deck - Hallway

As a hand is put on Matt's shoulder he seems to immediately shift posture, going into this defensive mindset in response, his body treating it like someone grabbing him as.he attempts to headbutt Torvohk while simultaneously sheaving the swords. Quick after moving to attempt to throw the avian over his shoulder onto the floor behind before just stopping..

And yes, the teenage super soldier was strong enough, and was still asleep.

Crew quarters - Amos's room

"You're on! I've got this!" Russell seems fired up as Amos declares a pillow war. Launching back pillows across the room, through he does get struck with one it doesn't perturb him from just straight throwing it back.

His aim slightly better this time, taking a little more time to watch where he's throwing.

Silas' Mind - The Arena

"Didn't... Mine... Came to me... Part of me..." The release of energy doesn't seem to aid his psychic forms stabilization.

edited 1st Jan '17 11:44:45 AM by darkdestinysoul

"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."
ParadoxialStratagem The Eccentric Electric from On Melancholy Hill Since: Nov, 2013 Relationship Status: Hiding
The Eccentric Electric
#6907: Jan 1st 2017 at 12:11:20 PM

Troperia Hallway:

Torvahk felt that something was off as Matthew sheathed his plasma swords, but before he could do anything Matthew's headbutt would connect with Torvahk's upper torso...and effectively deal no real damage whatsoever. Aside from a loud thunk and enough G-forces for Torvahk to feel a brief, mild sense of discomfort, neither Torvahk nor his armor were really harmed. When Matthew tried to follow up by throwing Torvahk over his shoulder, Torvahk's innate agility as a Kahmandra allowed him to negate the attack by flipping himself so that he'd land harmlessly on his feet.

"Sleepfighter, here we have. Annoying, but impressive." Torvahk commented in a combination of surprise, frustration, and admiration. He then responded to Rakiri with, "Ah yes, you remember think I do..." After realizing just how much of a fight this teen could possibly put up, Torvahk suggested, "Friend yours you take to place safe?", trying to guide Matthew towards the direction of Rakiri.

Living The Fever Dream
BaronGreen Everyday's great at your Junes from USA Since: Jan, 2015 Relationship Status: Star-crossed
Everyday's great at your Junes
#6908: Jan 1st 2017 at 3:11:11 PM

Troperia

Main Deck Hallway

Rakiri nods idly, watching as the Sleepwalking Matt and Torvahk share a brief physical exchange. "Friends in the sense that he's seen me naked, sure." He answers, completely nonchalant. "Anyway, sure, I'll take the kids off your hands." He stops as Torvahk eases Matt in Rakiri's direction and reaches out, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Hey, Matt, let's get you...somewhere else, okay?"


Amos's Room

Amos leaps back up into the chair, using it to swivel around forward and dodge a pillow. "Ha, looks like you missed!" His chair doesn't go as far as he intended and he gets whacked right in the face with the second pillow, knocking him out of the chair and onto the ground. "Ow...! Okay, I stand corrected..."

Old habits die hard, especially when no one else lets them die either.
darkdestinysoul Since: Mar, 2015
#6909: Jan 1st 2017 at 3:26:46 PM

Main Deck Hallway

Matthew looks like he'll go hostile again but it seems Rakiri addressing him prevents it as the hand is put on and he begins to get eased... Somewhere, the blades on his back scabbards he'll walk in a slightly odd-set walk. Balanced but, perhaps only barely. His face still puffed up a little from the tears before.

Amos's Room

"Yes! Told you!" Russell gloats, standing up from cover triumphantly holding a pillow in the air like a trophy to the sky. He was overconfident and excited by his hit, no combat instinct his guard is down leaving him open to return fire from Amos if he chooses to do such.


Pirate Stronghold, Xia-Leon

A shuttle approaches the stronghold, painted in red with the binary for ZERO, the word. It lands, guns pointed at it which all pull up as they witness who gets off. A figure, distorted but powerful. Orange with purple circuits, the hardlight body and projection of a certain Hybrid AI. Walking with a large floating crate behind them, loaded with guns, many, many guns.

edited 1st Jan '17 3:33:58 PM by darkdestinysoul

"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."
ParadoxialStratagem The Eccentric Electric from On Melancholy Hill Since: Nov, 2013 Relationship Status: Hiding
The Eccentric Electric
#6910: Jan 1st 2017 at 3:30:51 PM

Troperia Hallway:

"Thanks..." Torvahk simply responds as he sees Rakiri guide his friend elsewhere. Whether he didn't hear the detail Rakiri mentioned or willfully chose to think nothing of it was up for debate, but regardless, Torvahk would continue his patrol elsewhere. At this point he wasn't sure whether to venture towards the Arboretum, the Bio Lab, or possibly the Armory again...but he'd decide eventually.

Living The Fever Dream
BaronGreen Everyday's great at your Junes from USA Since: Jan, 2015 Relationship Status: Star-crossed
Everyday's great at your Junes
#6911: Jan 1st 2017 at 4:09:06 PM

Troperia

Main Deck Hallway

"Sure. Not doing anything else, so. Anyway, let's go Matt." He says and gently starts guiding him down the other hallway. After a few moments, he thinks aloud to himself. "Wait. Where's your brother? I'm a bit surprised he doesn't know about this. Maybe I should take you to him?" He says, almost as if he's asking Matthew himself.


Amos's Room

Amos lays sprawled out on the floor, like a dead man before opening an eye and chucking the pillow in his hand at Russell right as he starts showboating. "First rule in war, always make sure your target's down for good." he says, playfully sticking his tongue out.

Old habits die hard, especially when no one else lets them die either.
darkdestinysoul Since: Mar, 2015
#6912: Jan 1st 2017 at 4:19:40 PM

Main Deck - Hallway

Matthew wanders a lot being guided almost leaning on Rakiri as he's going through the hallway not responding much to the words said to him.

Rakiri would get sudden images as he guides him however, Matt's head leaning against him. The images appearing in his mind. A large spiral spacestation. A large room. Green flames everywhere. The image was broken, pieces missing, damaged, and the left side of the image like a picture burnt away except the edge was not black like ash but purple like a sludge. The images are brief and don't stop him from walking just they appear briefly.

Crew Quarters - Amos's Room

Attack go, hit, faceshot, critical confirmed as Russell is knocked clean over by the pillow.

Beat

"Then i'll make you stay down!" He giggly laughs, clearly not annoyed at all as he rolls over and darts back up; rushing over. "This war is mine!" The 10 year old seemed to be having a lot of fun.

He engages in up close melee-combat, swinging a pillow down at the still prone Amos.

edited 1st Jan '17 4:22:33 PM by darkdestinysoul

"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."
ParadoxialStratagem The Eccentric Electric from On Melancholy Hill Since: Nov, 2013 Relationship Status: Hiding
The Eccentric Electric
#6913: Jan 1st 2017 at 4:35:01 PM

Troperia Hallways —> Crew Quarters:

As Torvahk continued his patrol, he would eventually end up in the Crew Quarters where Izzie, Yachesa and Yachesen were located. Rather than saying anything, Torvahk stood there waiting for whatever conversation was taking place to end in order to avoid seeming rude, occasionally looking at Izzie to see if she was still holding the plasma cell for his Devastator Fusion Cannon.

edited 1st Jan '17 4:35:35 PM by ParadoxialStratagem

Living The Fever Dream
BaronGreen Everyday's great at your Junes from USA Since: Jan, 2015 Relationship Status: Star-crossed
Everyday's great at your Junes
#6914: Jan 1st 2017 at 5:04:26 PM

Troperia

Main Deck Hallway

As Rakiri guides him towards the elevator so he can take him down to the Crew Deck, he blinks a bit in surprise as he sees the sudden images briefly flashing through his mind. "What the...what is this...?" He unconsciously places his hand over his chest, looking at Matt who's more or less laying against him for support. "...It's like some kinda...psychic memory leak...." He mutters, trying his best to focus on the images, as ephemeral as they were.


Amos's Room

Amos makes a panicked expression at Russell's sudden charge. "Gaaah!" He tries to scramble up oit of his vulnerable position but with him having the coordination of a drunken ox, he merely ends up tumbling back onto the floor, where Russell starts to wail on him. [[green:"Ahhh! Alright, alright, I'm down, I'm down...!" He says, laughing madly all the while.

Old habits die hard, especially when no one else lets them die either.
darkdestinysoul Since: Mar, 2015
#6915: Jan 1st 2017 at 5:16:48 PM

Main Deck - Hallway near Elevator

Matthew continues leaning on him and being guided, looking very vulnerable for once. Like if you ever wanted a chance to strike the super-soldier down and keep him down, now was he one shot you'd ever get to make it easy.

The images as they are focused on become easier to witness. Green flames, burning hot, incredibly hot. Waving around. A intense feeling of fear begins to leak through, at the dancing flames. The angle of the images were low, like someone very short or very young were the eyes being seen through. A female silhouette, piercing green eyes stared through the metallic field of flames. Blood coated the room. Machinery melted...

Yet at the same time distortions remain, broken parts like a glass window, pieces missing like they were cut out. That purple ooze burning in and around from the edges, leaking into the picture like a spreading coffee stain.

Crew Quarters - Amos's Room

Russell chuckles loudly as he wails down upon Amos, super excited and happy, Amos' poor dexterity only making him more amused. Swinging down at Amos again and again. "You said to make sure didn't you?"

"Or does Russell the Champion win this one?" He cocky responds still swinging down, though he was predictable. He wasn't a fighter he was a kid and all, still leaving room to fight back if Amos had the strength. Russell's laughter was infectious however.

edited 1st Jan '17 6:05:03 PM by darkdestinysoul

"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."
GhostElm Since: Apr, 2015
#6916: Jan 1st 2017 at 9:00:19 PM

Arboretum

Nebris leapt to her feet, a huge smile on her face, “Let’s go!” she then looks toward Kyerine as he cracks, during the transformation, “Are you ok? That sounded like it’d hurt.”

Kitchen

Merrick smirks and starts on his spaghetti, quite enjoying the mysterious comforting feeling. Booping Christopher lightly on the nose, he teases, “Jus’ don’t blame me when ya got em nibblin’ on yer door wantin’ food.”

Tor’s bedroom

Cor snuggles close to his fuzzy hubby, rubbing his hands along his chest, then steadily down his torso, “You are quite right. Most of you is quite soft.” He sits up, scooting back a bit, his legs wrapping around Tor’s lower back as the sound of certain articles hitting the floor fills the room while the bright, golden glistening of essence piecing the door back together blocks everything else from view.

Fade to Black

Airlock > Hangar

Chris quietly tears off from the group, and heads toward the hangar, where his first task will be moving the ships about to make room for Sarai’s ship, before beginning to diagnose the accumulate damage to the present ships and the best ways to fix them, making notes to ask the various owners if they would like any available upgrades to their systems.

Library: Lex’s Quarters

After tucking Kijo into bed, Lex has Troperia send a communique to Godsgift, I’m back aboard the ship, where do you need me to be to be able to help? - Lex

edited 1st Jan '17 9:00:50 PM by GhostElm

Sergey_Smirnov Trans Terminus Homo from Everywhere and Nowhere (With a german accent) Since: Aug, 2015 Relationship Status: Consider his love an honor
Trans Terminus Homo
#6917: Jan 2nd 2017 at 4:40:36 PM

Troperia, Mess Hall

Sha'Koro and Aicha both waited until he had finished the song, both clapping as he had finished. They both clapped. "This was awesome!" "Yes, indeed. May I ask how you did that?"

Troperia, Arboretum

Mireille nodded with a smile. "Don't worry, I asked that too." She slowly stood up, waiting for the others to follow her "Kyerine? Do you want to explain the lab to Nebris?"

"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"
SolipSchism Since: Jun, 2014
#6918: Jan 3rd 2017 at 8:56:13 AM

[Silas's Mind—The Arena]

Andris stayed silent through most of the exchange. At the mention of overwriting Silas's mind with a copy of himself, ve instinctively recoiled—it effectively meant giving up on him—but then realized it was the right call. Ve had already given up on him. Taking definitive action based on that decision didn't make it any more or less real.


[Troperia Medbay]

"I have him on our ship," Godsgift replied to Dominic, "along with the tech we'll need to upload him. Unless you have Brain Uploading capabilities on the Troperia, in which case, I can always just transmit him to you. But, he's, uh. Not really keen on the idea. He's willing to do it if we're sure the original Silas is a lost cause, but I'm sure he'd prefer to talk to himself first. If that's doable, I mean. If he's already gone, then I'm sure he'll make do."

edited 9th Jan '17 9:33:39 AM by SolipSchism

TheChaosThrone Since: Nov, 2016
#6919: Jan 3rd 2017 at 10:27:39 AM

Still following Peter

He goes just completely quiet as they walk along following Peter; step by step with a grace, and with ease despite the metallic armor.

He does not even slightly peer over to look at Sarai and co as the group moves. Yet when one of the co-captains, Chris, departs he acknowledges it with a firm nod.

edited 3rd Jan '17 10:28:15 AM by TheChaosThrone

"We do not need magic to transform our world. We carry all the power we need inside ourselves already. We have the power to imagine better."
AqueousBunnies Since: Jan, 2015 Relationship Status: Having tea with Cthulhu
#6920: Jan 4th 2017 at 10:29:31 PM

Troperia

Library - Lex's Quarters

"The group is currently in the medbay, but they might be moving to the hangar soon. I will update you if they do so." Troperia answers Lex.

Medbay

"I can connect to both computers and organic minds; that should help. An entire brain's worth of data would be rather taxing for me by myself, but it should be easier with your machines." Val says to Godsgift.

"Lex is coming to help with the transfer too." Troperia says to the group.

"Send my thanks to her. As for the original Silas, his mind is almost unrecognizable, I'm afraid." Dominic says with a sigh. "There's barely enough left of him to talk to, and he doesn't remember himself. He said to do whatever's necessary to stop the intruder."

Silas' Mind

"His original personality didn't seem to have been completely wiped out, and it seems to be causing instabilities." Dominic explains to Val after Matthew answers them.

"I see. While I would try to help him, we do have an urgent matter at the moment." Val looks at Andris and Greg. "If no one objects, we'll move to the hangar." The two of them then try to sense if there's anything else important to do within the mindscape. If not, they'll eject everyone out while Val maintains a weaker tether to monitor Silas' condition and try to keep it from getting worse.

Hallway <-> Crew Quarters

Peter mentally waves goodbye to Chris as he takes the newcomers to the rooms. "Here you go, I guess. Just pick an empty room and settle in." He says to them.


As Mitch continues to knock on the twins' door, Izzie catches Torvahk waiting for her from across the hallway. "Hey! How're you doing?" She asks with a cheerful wave, seemingly having forgotten about his plasma cell. Mitch smiles at him as well.

ParadoxialStratagem The Eccentric Electric from On Melancholy Hill Since: Nov, 2013 Relationship Status: Hiding
The Eccentric Electric
#6921: Jan 4th 2017 at 11:02:00 PM

Troperia Hallway:

"Again, hello." Torvahk simply greeted in response to Izzie. He noticed someone knocking on the door, but wouldn't recognize them as Mitch but rather just another member of this alien crew. Then again everyone was an alien in his view. Torvahk then suddenly remembered that Izzie still had the plasma cell for his fusion cannon and asked, "Cell plasma mine, have you for gun mine?"

Living The Fever Dream
darkdestinysoul Since: Mar, 2015
#6922: Jan 6th 2017 at 2:36:34 AM

the Messhall

Michael smiled nervously, bowing with this embarrassed look. "Thank y-you..." The teen pauses confused. "D-do what if I c-can ask?" He stutters out a little confused, unsure what Sha'Koro found so interesting.
He came down with his equipment from the stage.

the Arboretum

Kyerine giggled slightly, his now smaller body making his clothes look bigger and more more baggy as he shakes his head. "Kyerine no get hurt. Kyerine can stop pain receptors when he shift so I don't feel it."

He bounces on ahead, though less dexterous now and slightly less energetic. He shakes his head to the doctor. "I'm just the assistant! You should explain it!" He giggles back cheerfully, moving on in-front and starting to guide the way himself however.

the Kitchen

Christopher looks concerned, then he's booped on the nose which he immediately covers with his hands. "Hey! WW-hat's that for?" The warm feeling started to subside, Christopher seemingly worried he might have done something wrong, precociously.

Though it was clearly just a bit of understanding, the boy probably just never having had his nose booped like that. "It not like I mind. I like hem. They can eat." Though it may also just be a case in general, not surrounded by other kids or people or are that playful to him.

edited 6th Jan '17 4:30:06 AM by darkdestinysoul

"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."
TheChaosThrone Since: Nov, 2016
#6923: Jan 6th 2017 at 2:50:29 AM

Robin's new room.

He nods to Peter but doesn't say anything as he goes ahead and finds a empty room and heads inside, closing the door behind him. He locks the door behind him.


A deep sigh is let out. "Finally. Was not wanting to get into some stupid argument." He shakes his head, his head of hair becoming messy from such.

A hand to his forehead, drawing off his circlet he tosses it over to the bed meanwhile letting off his bag besides the wardrobe. Tiredly he relaxes and reaches back, to the sides, around his armour and begins to unstrap it, the process of removing it a slow one.

Off with the cape, off with the pauldrons, the grieves, the armoured gloves, no more padded layer or the ballistic cover nor his enforced pants, his boots.
The Prince simply undressed down to his lowest layers, his brownish-red shirt and a pair of white shorts.

Dismissing his sword to the side of his bed; arms reach still. He falls forward as gracefully as a whale attempting ballet onto the bed sprawled out clear as day tired, exhausted.

edited 6th Jan '17 2:53:40 AM by TheChaosThrone

"We do not need magic to transform our world. We carry all the power we need inside ourselves already. We have the power to imagine better."
SolipSchism Since: Jun, 2014
#6924: Jan 9th 2017 at 9:45:25 AM

Aqueous, I sent you a question on Skype that I need answered before I can post for the twins. kthx :D

[Aboard the Godsgift—Aboard Godsgift's simulation of the Godsgift]

"Bad news," Godsgift said. "I'll let them tell you."

A recording of Dominic's voice played over the speakers, though Silas wouldn't recognize the voice, explaining about the other... the real Sy's condition.

Silas shook his head and sighed. "Fine. I guess I should have expected that. Let's just do it and get it over with, then."


[Troperia Medbay]

Andris rose to vis feet as soon as ve returned to visself. Admittedly, ve hadn't really accomplished anything on vis second trip into Silas's mind, but ve didn't seem fazed by that. Whatever had gone through vis mind when Silas had failed to recognize ver was gone, and ve was fully in mission mode now. Ve moved to the head of the bed and put vis hands on the edge of it, ready to wheel Silas down the hall.

"Even if he's keeping the intruder locked down," Andris suggested, "it's probably best to keep him in these restraints for now. Please, lead the way to the hangar."


RETCON ALERT: This portion of the twins' story has been retconned out. Please ignore anything involving the twins in this post.

Thanks for getting back to me :D

[Troperia—Crew Quarters]

The door opened to reveal the girl, with her brother sitting on the bed.

Yachesa stared up at Mitch for a second, then screamed and shut the door.

"...That was Mitch," Yachesen said quietly.

"No it wasn't! That was a monster!"

Yachesen frowned, then got up and opened the door. He looked up at Mitch.

"Yes," he said calmly. "It's definitely Mitch."

The girl glared up at him. "I didn't know you were a monster," she grumbled.

"That's very rude," her brother said. "After all, we're monsters too."

edited 12th Feb '17 12:59:13 PM by SolipSchism

BaronGreen Everyday's great at your Junes from USA Since: Jan, 2015 Relationship Status: Star-crossed
Everyday's great at your Junes
#6925: Jan 9th 2017 at 11:33:30 AM

Troperia

Tor's Room

Some time later, Tor yawns slightly has he wakes up. Seems he'd dozed off for a bit after enjoying his personal time with Cor, who was seemingly asleep as well. He raised his hand and loving strokes his back, only to realize his arm—and whole body—was now back to normal. "Ah...I am myself again finally. Well, at least the change wasn't permanent." he says and slowly pushes himself up from the ground, carefully scooping Cor up in his arms and laying him down on his bed so he can rest comfortably.

Picking up his glasses from the floor, he places them back on and heads over to his computer, quickly opening up that lingering message.


Main Deck - Elevator

Rakiri continues to watch the damaged mental slideshow, looking horribly perplexed by just what he was seeing. "...What the...the hell is this? What happened...?"


Amos's Room

Amos is too busy laughing to really take advantage of any of the openings. He merely raises his arm to act as some basic defense before finally managing to speak. "Okay, okay, you win this round, alright? The Republic of Amos surrenders." he chuckles.


Silas's Mind

"Well, I guess we can go back. I can't really do anything more, so." Greg shrugs. "I'm kinda missing my body now."

Old habits die hard, especially when no one else lets them die either.

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