PC: GREGOR

[tombtaker]

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W0 - SATURDAY

[tombtaker]

[ hey there. lucien will be mostly on the observation deck, staring out the window for disquieteningly long amounts of time - but when this guy walks in, he'll pretty blatantly pull up the interface and start scrolling through to look for his profile. ]

Gregor, then.

[verminous]

You got it. They sure did their research, eh, uh...

[he's coming over to peer out the window as well, and since lucien did it first... okay, sure, he's checking this guy's deets out.]

-Lucien?

[there we go. it's like reading someone's name tag to talk to them, kind of, if an employee name tag also listed really concerning hobbies.]

W0 - FRIDAY

[tombtaker]

[ he'll come find greg later, though he's still chainsmoking. he's only got the one pack so he should probably slow down. ]

Everyone's asking what we saw last night. As if I know anything about what happened.

[verminous]

[mood! gregor's currently smoking his last cigarette, honestly, rationing has nnnot gone well.]

Hell, even the ones in charge don't, so what would we know?

[an extra little spark of frustration, there.]

W0 - SATURDAY

[tombtaker]

[ lucien is on the observation deck, sitting in one of the comfy chairs and legs pulled up under him - looking at something cradled in his lap. ]

[verminous]

[sup. gregor snuffs out his cigarette before sitting in another chair, he's at least being somewhat respectful of the smoking zones.]

...can't lie, I didn't expect that to work out.

W1 - MONDAY

[tombtaker]

Have you ventured off the ship yet?

[ is he grinning ... ? Does he already have the fangs in, or did he come with those naturally? Is he in a good mood, for once? so many questions, so little time. ]

[verminous]

Not yet, but I'm about to get the hell off this thing.

[GOD he's missed having the ground under his feet, and knowing it's there. especially after the turbulence.]

Have you?

w1 thursday

[verminous]

[we're going jonkers in fucking yonkers

hello my dude. gregor will check in on him later, because hi, what the hell?]

-you got the bleeding and everything handled, bud?

[tombtaker]

[ hi. if it's later, he's found somewhere kind of quiet to go hide in, since he doesn't particularly want to talk nor does he want to go back to his room. sitting is ............ difficult, when your back is all fucked up. but he's sort of found a way to sit still enough that doesn't hurt too much.

like it physically hurts him to say: ]

Hell yeah.

W2 - MONDAY

[tombtaker]

[ hi, he can found wandering the ship - he likes exploring the planets, but he's had his fill of a wintery hellscape lately, so maybe a bit more time indoors isn't the worst for this week.

he's in the armory, looking up and down the weapon selection - running his hands over everything - touching his thumb to the blades to see how sharp they actually are. ]

[verminous]

[sup. gregor is checking the armory out as well, sort of scooting toward the door once he realizes he's not alone... he's covering up way more than usual, in baggy sweats and an oversized hoodie, the hood both pulled up to cover his head and tied partially closed to try to obscure his face.

annnd the door is stuck. shit.]

...I'm getting tired of ship issues...

W2 - SATURDAY NIGHT

[tombtaker]

[ cool we love a good bring your daughter to murder day. he will just be pacing the halls, fiddling with his cigarettes. ]

[verminous]

Really love the way this place takes every week as a challenge to do worse.

[come on. come on, a tie?

he's got an unlit cigarette in his mouth.]

w3 monday

[verminous]

[hello happy memshare void.

i'll be real the starter is 'we're in the void now' bc we all suffer on memshare week and also i'm giving you a longer one for The Horrors. what lucien experiences is this memory, up to 1:53:15 (flashback included as part of the memory).]

[tombtaker]

[ oh, uh.




yikes. well. he observes all of this in stock still silence, and even once it's over he has a hard time breathing, hands clenched at his sides. ]

W3 - SATURDAY

[tombtaker]

[ he can be found pacing around the entire ship in a huge loop. getting those steps in! but he'll stop when he sees gregor. ]

Not a great one.

[verminous]

[mood! he's already smoking. god.]

Really not. I don't know what he was thinking.

W4 - MONDAY

[tombtaker]

[ morning

lucien is leaning on some wall near the exit sometime fairly early in the morning - he's not much of a sleeper. fit check, with the coat over it, as tacky and dirty as it is. ]

Want to go out and see what this place is about?

[verminous]

Looks like an interesting one already, yeah?

[giving lucien a little nod, as he's on his way to the exit. i'm begging him to stop being boring but no the fit is either the limbus uniform or it's like, a hoodie... today it's the uniform.]

Wouldn't mind company.

[mostly because affection has not yet truly come for him.]

w4 thursday

[verminous]

[goddd all of y'all. where's lucien.]

Bad time, huh. I thought all of you were goners for a minute there...

[tombtaker]

[he is, shockingly, in the medbay. he's had to bake for a few hours, most likely, because he was very CLOSE to being a goner.

right now he's taking a break from it though, digging around for something to cover his eye with. ]

Believe me, it tried.

W4 - SATURDAY

[tombtaker]

[ not to be dramatic, but he is pacing the hallways at a near frantic pace, muttering to himself and smoking in turn. hand shaking very slightly. ]

He should have said something. He should have said something-- there was no reason to wait.

[verminous]

-I know. We could've saved his stupid-- what, did he think we weren't gonna pick her if he did?

[he is also. angrily smoking. ffffuck.]

w5, monday

[verminous]

[anytime on monday considering the Situation tbh

but greg is at the waterpark, standing by the water, just... debating. he has a t-shirt on for once due to the heat inside this damn ship, which just exposes that those rusty splotches are like... ALL over him. he's a mess. he'd probably make the water gross.

but it looks nice... maybe it's cool...]

This week of all weeks... I feel like the world's mocking me here.

[tombtaker]

You really don't know how to swim?

[ lucien is covered up pretty well himself, because he also has. so many goddamn rust spots. ]

W5 - SATURDAY

[tombtaker]

[ so, so tired. ]

Hey.

[verminous]

...hey.

[also very tired. god, what a day.

the bug arm is restrained behind his back, by the way.]

W6 - SATURDAY

[tombtaker]

You weren't even gone long enough to start missing you ...

[ TEASING HE IS TEASING IT IS A JOKE ]

[verminous]

I don't think it was even a full week, was it-?

[IT'S FINE HE KNOWS]

[tombtaker]

[ he's been exploring, but all the new locations on the ship are full of meat, and planet side is exceptionally creepy feeling but at least there's a sky (that looking at makes your organs shrivel) but. you know. he prefers that.

gregor can probably find him sitting somewhere in the resort, just observing. ]

Ready to be done with this. We should end it now.

[verminous]

Well, we're gonna have to figure out how...

[emotionshare time from gregor, by the way, as he takes a seat next to him. the vibes are cautious, especially being planetside, but he is still generally in a pretty good mood actually.]

[tombtaker]

[ he should honestly be relaxed after surviving all of that and then they find out that they aren't dead or being horribly tortured but instead he just seems

kind of shell shocked. what the fuck is he supposed to do now. he has so rarely successfully completed a plan. ]

We're alive.

[verminous]

Sure are, bud.

[greg is pretty chill, himself; it's nice to not be in fucking despair on saturdays. the last one was similar, sure, but they had more coming that time, and now they can just-- take a break for real.]

Somehow.