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themightybosstone) wrote2024-07-15 04:39 pm
themightybosstone) wrote2024-07-15 04:39 pm
[StarRail PSL]
[The world was one of a constant, strange, cyclical war.
When the night fell on the highest moon of the furthest month, a Howling Storm took the planet, cut its cities off from each other and the visitors from their homes, When the Storm's first whining, hot wind struck, the imposing gates of the iridescent metal of this world would close, folding up and over, in a wall only Qlipoth could love.
The thud of bodies, the scrape of claws, mandibles and fangs added to the cacophony that the setting of the red sun provoked. It ebbed in the morning, but never enough to be safe. Never enough for the walls to come down.
In defiance, however, in these little hubs of survival, the nightlife was something quite impressive. Loud music played, lights blared, the night market was a roar of throats - the call of sellers and the flirtation of buyers.
All to carry on like a shield wasn't holding back the certain death of nearly everyone in the spaceport.
But you're here, waiting for the tired relief of morning. For the spaceport to open back up in a week.
It should have already ended. It SHOULD have been open yesterday.
But the Storm is longer than it's ever been here...]
When the night fell on the highest moon of the furthest month, a Howling Storm took the planet, cut its cities off from each other and the visitors from their homes, When the Storm's first whining, hot wind struck, the imposing gates of the iridescent metal of this world would close, folding up and over, in a wall only Qlipoth could love.
The thud of bodies, the scrape of claws, mandibles and fangs added to the cacophony that the setting of the red sun provoked. It ebbed in the morning, but never enough to be safe. Never enough for the walls to come down.
In defiance, however, in these little hubs of survival, the nightlife was something quite impressive. Loud music played, lights blared, the night market was a roar of throats - the call of sellers and the flirtation of buyers.
All to carry on like a shield wasn't holding back the certain death of nearly everyone in the spaceport.
But you're here, waiting for the tired relief of morning. For the spaceport to open back up in a week.
It should have already ended. It SHOULD have been open yesterday.
But the Storm is longer than it's ever been here...]
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[ whatever. Extending her telepathy out surely this will get her the answers they won't fucking tell her!!! ]
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Absurd. Have not all of us gone through a lot? Your hair is very soft.
[Reading Dan Feng's mind is an exercise in What the actual fuck is this mess?. There's squirming things in there, a stray thought or two about the last thing he ate (a credit card), the feeling of arms wrapping around you like a hug and the arms wrapping around you like a hug and arms wrapping around you like a hug, a very pervasive feeling of I love this one (1) person and I want to wear his skin, and what he intends to do to Valencia: sit next to her bed and watch her sleep and extract the Stellaron from her like a newborn star.
It's very clear. Mostly because he's done it before, several times, to people-shaped receptacles.]
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There's worry. A cloud of it, a hazy little uncertainty that he's mostly trying not to feel.
He doesn't WANT to kill her but that was a Stellaron. It's still in his nose and now that he KNOWS he can pick up the ozone traces of it, crackling through his sinuses, coming from in her chest. It's still dark. It's fine.
What would fragmentum in his bones feel like?
... Maybe he could deal with it.
The squirmy bastard (fond) said she could channel it. He could deal with it til then. ]
If they come we kill em. Bugs taste like shit, but I'll deal. Show her how to channel it. Seems like the solution.
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She stares blankly at them both as they talk, but as she drops the telepathic connection they can definitely feel the edge of desperate confusion and dread on her end before it snaps away.
Oh. They're going to kill her, aren't they. Why bother bringing her back to the ship? Why bother stopping Dan Feng from killing her, earlier?
She sets the ship to autopilot and pushes herself up, looking a bit ill, and faint scent of ozone briefly drifting from her as she pushes past the both of them to unsteadily head to her room. ]
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Put me down! Can you scent the Fragmentum on her? If the Stellaron destabilizes on this tiny little ship--
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[ He's not listening to the rest. Who cares about that. Why should he care about that??????
He follows her. ]
Val! VAL! Hang on, we gotta talk about shit.
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Enough. You're going to leave me alone, let me make myself a drink, and let me be alone in my room until I see fit to come out or so help me, by the Great One's Mercy, I will warp this ship directly into the blue sun of the Austere Storm's planetary system.
[ -- And then she turns, stopping at the minibar to pour herself a drink; the light and ozone smell both fade quickly enough, as she knocks back a shot of whiskey, then pours herself a second to take back with her as she throws her gun back over her shoulder. ]
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He nudges Sett. Actually sort of puts his hand on the small of his back.
And then steps halfway behind him, hiding.]
You talk to her.
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He turns around. ]
WHY ARE YOU HIDING BEHIND ME????? You're industructable!! I TRIED.
[ Anyways. He breaths out and then- ]
Lets give her space.
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But she does pause in the archway of her door, before turning back to look at them. ]
... Sett. You can stay in here, for now.
[ Her room. ]
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What about me? I've been good. Gave you instructions to outrun the Swarm and everything.
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Be good a lil longer, kay? I'll figure out a reward.
[ It may or may not be a mistake in that he lets him go to join Val. ]
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[ and she heads in.
Sett will find that there isn't... much room for him. Val gathers her pillow and one blanket from the bed though, to put them on the floor. ]
You take the bed, there's not enough room on the floor for you.
I know you're both apparently planning on killing me soon, but for the time being I need you keep that man from entering my room.
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[He's just going to sit down in the doorframe, back against the bed.]
And put that back on the bed. How the fuck am I supposed to guard anything from the bed.
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[ She does not put it back, making a nice little corner for herself. ]
... are you colluding with him?
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[ He's just. Going to pick her up.
And drop her on the bed. Nest of blankets and all. ]
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-- what are you DOING.
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[Which clearly means he's going to stay up and guard properly]
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[ that's a lie maybe. If they cuddled. She's not going to think about it.
She stares at him for a long moment. ]
... I'm surprised you're agreeing to this.
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You didn't have to come back an' help me.
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Of course I did. Our debt wouldn't be settled of I left you in jail. And--
[ a pause. ]
... Muzzling you was a bit overkill for the situation.
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It was apparently some PROTOCOL shit. Or whatever. They're lucky we were both tired.
[ And that getting arrested was in the script, he supposes. ]
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