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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...]
Re: Thread splitting for fun and profit.
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.
Re: Thread splitting for fun and profit.
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. ]
Re: Thread splitting for fun and profit.
[ huffs. ]
... Why not tell me what's going on. Reading your minds doesn't give me enough context.
Re: Thread splitting for fun and profit.
Maybe.
A lil.
And like, a LOT of people came to arrest us? And I kinda noticed who he was at that point.
Re: Thread splitting for fun and profit.
And the stellaron he brought with him?
Re: Thread splitting for fun and profit.
Val, he didn't bring no stellaron with him.
That was an empty case latched on him. Saw it during intake.
Re: Thread splitting for fun and profit.
[ a pause. Then rubs her face. ]
I need to call my parents.
Re: Thread splitting for fun and profit.
Did he uh, meet you before or something? Maybe put it in you somehow?
Re: Thread splitting for fun and profit.
In me? No. He never put anything near me. I would have noticed.
We met briefly, but I left the area quickly.
Re: Thread splitting for fun and profit.
You got one in you though. Fuck if I know how.
Re: Thread splitting for fun and profit.
Re: Thread splitting for fun and profit.
If you say so.
[ The tone is the opposite of convinced. ]
Maybe get some sleep.
Re: Thread splitting for fun and profit.
What do you mean by that? Do I look corrupted to you?
Re: Thread splitting for fun and profit.
Look. I don't get it either. But there aint no mistaking it.
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And they smelled the same.
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[ There might have been a legion of one specific bug in many forms. ]
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[ a long, thoughtful pause. ]
... I stabbed you. Are you alright?
Re: Thread splitting for fun and profit.
Healed right up.
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[ another awkward pause. ]
...
I'm-- sorry.
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...
Well, the reason doesn't matter. I'm sorry.
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... well, it's good that you're healed in any case.
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