Sett, the Boss ([personal profile] 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...]
vitainmorte: (then miss it)

Re: Thread splitting for fun and profit.

[personal profile] vitainmorte 2024-09-11 07:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[ -- She whips around abruptly, slinging her gun off her back and into her hand to point it directly at them both, a tiny glimmer of light sparking under her shirt. ]

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. ]
eggshell: (hwaht)

Re: Thread splitting for fun and profit.

[personal profile] eggshell 2024-09-11 07:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[Dan Feng watches this entire tirade with the wide-eyed concern of a man watching a hydrogen bomb bounce off three flights of stairs.

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.
vitainmorte: (no one asked for your thoughts) (You asked for my counsel)

Re: Thread splitting for fun and profit.

[personal profile] vitainmorte 2024-09-11 10:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[ She seems. Relieved, overhearing that.

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. ]
eggshell: (hwaht)

Re: Thread splitting for fun and profit.

[personal profile] eggshell 2024-09-13 03:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[There's a pathetic little muffled sound into one of Sett's arms, and Dan Feng just sort of oozes against him, like a five-year old melting face down into the floor after an impressive tantrum.]

What about me? I've been good. Gave you instructions to outrun the Swarm and everything.
vitainmorte: (Achilles achilles)

Re: Thread splitting for fun and profit.

[personal profile] vitainmorte 2024-09-13 04:27 pm (UTC)(link)
You think I've never outrun the swarm before? You can stay in the crew room below deck.

[ 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.

Re: Thread splitting for fun and profit.

[personal profile] vitainmorte 2024-09-13 05:19 pm (UTC)(link)
There's no room for you on the floor. Sleep in the bed.

[ She does not put it back, making a nice little corner for herself. ]

... are you colluding with him?
vitainmorte: (I'm certain that I'm gonna die this time)

Re: Thread splitting for fun and profit.

[personal profile] vitainmorte 2024-09-13 05:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[ STIFFENS, bristling, her wings poofed up. ]

-- what are you DOING.
vitainmorte: (trying to comfort me)

Re: Thread splitting for fun and profit.

[personal profile] vitainmorte 2024-09-13 06:29 pm (UTC)(link)
... There's not enough room to share.

[ 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.
vitainmorte: (Achilles achilles)

Re: Thread splitting for fun and profit.

[personal profile] vitainmorte 2024-09-13 08:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[ ...? ]

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.
vitainmorte: (no one asked for your thoughts) (You asked for my counsel)

Re: Thread splitting for fun and profit.

[personal profile] vitainmorte 2024-09-13 10:20 pm (UTC)(link)
You were with him...?

[ huffs. ]

... Why not tell me what's going on. Reading your minds doesn't give me enough context.
vitainmorte: (I'm talkin to you)

Re: Thread splitting for fun and profit.

[personal profile] vitainmorte 2024-09-13 10:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Mm. Well... it's necessary, for him.

And the stellaron he brought with him?
vitainmorte: (trying to comfort me)

Re: Thread splitting for fun and profit.

[personal profile] vitainmorte 2024-09-13 10:28 pm (UTC)(link)
But the fragmentum didn't appear until he broke out of jail. I--

[ a pause. Then rubs her face. ]

I need to call my parents.
vitainmorte: (I'm certain that I'm gonna die this time)

Re: Thread splitting for fun and profit.

[personal profile] vitainmorte 2024-09-13 10:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[ she was already picking up her phone to start dialing but stops, staring at him. ]

In me? No. He never put anything near me. I would have noticed.

We met briefly, but I left the area quickly.