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[ He's still in the med bay after That debacle, but it was the type of thing that was ended on a nice note and the agreement to not have anything incredibly stupid happen until next Wednesday.
That date got moved up. ]
I am so sorry.
[ What. ]
Next time it happens, remind me about the useless corvid.
[ Not recorded: a long-suffering sigh at Will already stumbling into other people's motives. ]
I suppose situations like this encourage people to latch onto whatever stability they can find. [ Pot, kettle, etc. ] I'm guessing this is the 'corvid' from before?
[ They're just. Gonna stare into space for a moment.
This is their life now. These are their choices. ]
I won't be long.
[ And that's all Will gets for like... half an hour. However the reason for the delay will be readily apparent when there's a polite knock on the nebulously undefined medbay area that he's stuck in.
Because Lion, bless their heart, brought coffee. ]
[ The half an hour is fine, he spent it taking a page from the playbook of cats. Bored? Go into standby mode. Lion might even think he was asleep until the voice makes the eyes snap open. ]
Hey. [ Sitting up is fine but it still takes a couple of seconds to register the coffee. Is that allowed? Are the clerics gonna yell at him again??? Well, he doesn't know the answer, so it's not lying if he plays ignorant.
Besides... It was a gift. ] You didn't have to do that.
[ They did think he was asleep - it's what you do in hospitals, okay, you spend all of it unconscious because you'd be bored otherwise - but to their credit they don't flinch in surprise.
Also the clerics can fight them. They still can't help but feel guilty, so this is the easiest way to repay that debt right now. ]
No, I didn't. But I wanted to. [ And steamrolling past it before that can be commented on- ] And I had a feeling they were conveniently refusing to get you anything but water anyway.
[ It's a stab in the dark, admittedly, since they don't even know if he likes coffee. For their part, it's just a shitty to-go cup of Bender Coffee, coupled with a second one of that tea they somehow found for themself. ]
[ The steamrolling is spotted, but accepted, and the coffee is taken with a few dying laughs. ]
Yeah. Keep me here for monitoring, they said. Still gotta follow their rules though.
[ So not only is 'likes coffee' checked off, the zen expression after taking a swig turns it into 'likes really garbage basic coffee'. How even. ] Thanks.
[ Success!! They officially know A Thing About Will. Even if it's a... really tiny and kinda weird thing. Whatever, can't judge, progress is progress. ]
Well, you did get injured during a test. [ Look, they don't like thinking about it, but it was meant to be Challenging But Normal. And then they happened. Whoops. ] I'd imagine that startled them a bit.
[ And on that note, they're snagging the chair on the de-armed side of the bed. They'll move when the bracer comes up, but for now, they're gonna sit and enjoy their really weird tea. ]
[ Normally, that'd get a scoff. Some type of dismissing insult, dropping the subject, but the whole thing replays and even though the argument was about something completely different - on top of being paused - the root problem is still the same.
Also. Lion smuggled coffee into a hospital. He would murder the entire moon base if they asked. ] It wasn't that bad. They've said some horror stories. [ Wait. Bad. ] No one died.
[ abort abort abort- ]
Their healing spells don't work right on me. The monitoring is for that.
Yeah no. Just because he dodged the subject doesn't mean there isn't a second where Lion freezes over it, because their instinct is to rip the bandaid off and continue talking about how their mistakes nearly cost them their lives.
But.
The second topic, though. ]
... Healing spells don't work on you? [ But. They saw the coat, and he's not dead, so. ???? ] Is that something you knew about already, or...?
[ Not the best way to broach the whole "so we're 90% sure you're some kind of angel" thing, but it'll do. ]
[ Be honest with yourself Lion, they'll both just almost kill themselves with their own stupidity at some other near-death point. But hey, at least they'll live. Somehow.
That was a tentative way to approach the subject. The coffee cup is stared into for a second, drinking it as an extra few seconds to gather thoughts, before accepting the very base problem.
Lion has earned honesty. Or at least trying to be honest. ]
You remember enough. I'm like Erika. My Master has to make the repairs. [ And regardless of who the Master is that Lion puts in that box, they sure as shit aren't here. ] Lucky enough their spells work. Not well, but it works. It apparently caused problems before, so they're being paranoid.
[ Honesty is good. Honesty is appreciated. Honesty is kinda terrifying.
They haven't gone digging through the cat box in their head yet, for so many reasons - the sheer volume of trauma and horror contained inside is the main one - but they've seen enough for this conversation. Enough context is there for them to grasp the important bits. Will functions as an intermediary for "something" on a gameboard, so repairs have to be authorised by... something that isn't here. Logic checks out.
They don't agree with said logic, of course, but now is not the time or place for that fight. (Or at least not yet. The day is still young.) ]
... I suppose it's justified paranoia in that case. [ Rather then like. Trying to heal him later and discovering that it's not working only for him to die. Ha. Haha. ] It must be frustrating to deal with, though.
That's- that's just accepted? Like it's your own fault for not being able to be healed? That complete contempt for people's lives is justified?!
[ -now ya fucked up now ya fucked up now ya fucked up-
Deep breaths, Lion. Put the styrofoam cup of tea down before you spill it with a tirade over nothing, it's not befitting of the precious Ushiromiya heir. And besides, it's not Will's fault he's a suicidal jerk from a culture of complete sociopaths or anything.
-wait a diddly darn second. ]
--is. Is that why you keep trying to throw your life away. Because you don't think it's worth saving.
[ hey Will you remember that thing with Shannon where she was giving you a very obvious chance to not stick your foot in a bear trap- ]
[ it wasn't a question it wasn't a question it wasn't a question shit shit shit shit
He tries to cut in a few times in the short bits. Aborted "that's not it" and "calm down" before the target actually aims back at him. And now that the question is aimed at him, he goes still.
It was a direct and whole-hearted request from a human being.
shitshitshitsHITSHIT- ]
That's not how- [ But it is. ] I wasn't- [ You were. ] It had to- [ No it didn't. ] Nghh!
[ It's right around now Lion can pick up on the 'can't tell lies' thing as 'literally can't tell lies'. Even then, past the pain of it, he rallies. ] That's not true! It's because... I.
[ It clicks, alright. They'd already had somewhat of a theory about it already - little things here and there, even over the short time they'd known each other - so this was really just confirmation. An answer check, to continue the metaphor.
Normally it would be enough to make them stop. They hate causing pain, would never want to force an answer out of anyone.
But. ]
Then what. [ Their voice is still that same, scarily flat tone. Anything stronger risks disaster. ] Because that's- that's twice now. And before I could-- I could maybe see that it was necessary, but the test was my own fault.
[ ...Oh, Lion. Lion, you dense motherfucker. ]
You had no reason to- to do that. So why do you keep trying to die on me.
[ There's a loophole for this. Some sort of dodge or half-truth to get out of it, but the more Lion goes on, the longer he has to stare directly at the budget to-go cup Lion brought with his coffee. Not as a distraction, but to keep from accidentally crushing it. The cup doesn't deserve it.
Yet, it quickly arises like acid reflux, an irritation raised twice - over the same person even - and the grimace is split. A small part is the pain of having a branding iron held against your throat. Most of it is just the looming threat of one of those neurotic snaps he hates so much. Ah, the days where he could be furious but not slag off every thought that goes through his head. Be mad, but with focus, it's-
"You had no reason"
oh hell no ]
The reason was you! It was because you were worth saving, you God damned imbecile!
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no 19th, evening
That date got moved up. ]
I am so sorry.
[ What. ]
Next time it happens, remind me about the useless corvid.
nov 19th, evening, five minutes later
.... 'Useless corvid'? I thought there weren't any animals on the moon? Are you sure you're alright in there?
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[ That's not helping. ]
I'm fine.
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[ Hint, Will. ]
You don't sound fine. [ Hey, they even phrased it as a statement, not a question, even if they're... still oblivious to the question thing, oops. ]
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[ lion no that wasn't literal- ]
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[ Savage. ]
But they're good for each other.
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I suppose situations like this encourage people to latch onto whatever stability they can find. [ Pot, kettle, etc. ] I'm guessing this is the 'corvid' from before?
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I just wish it'd stop bo-
[ It hangs up, and the robotic voice of Microsoft Sam echoes out "Call has been Stopped." ]
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This is their life now. These are their choices. ]
I won't be long.
[ And that's all Will gets for like... half an hour. However the reason for the delay will be readily apparent when there's a polite knock on the nebulously undefined medbay area that he's stuck in.
Because Lion, bless their heart, brought coffee. ]
Ah, Will? It's me.
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Hey. [ Sitting up is fine but it still takes a couple of seconds to register the coffee. Is that allowed? Are the clerics gonna yell at him again??? Well, he doesn't know the answer, so it's not lying if he plays ignorant.
Besides... It was a gift. ] You didn't have to do that.
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Also the clerics can fight them. They still can't help but feel guilty, so this is the easiest way to repay that debt right now. ]
No, I didn't. But I wanted to. [ And steamrolling past it before that can be commented on- ] And I had a feeling they were conveniently refusing to get you anything but water anyway.
[ It's a stab in the dark, admittedly, since they don't even know if he likes coffee. For their part, it's just a shitty to-go cup of Bender Coffee, coupled with a second one of that tea they somehow found for themself. ]
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Yeah. Keep me here for monitoring, they said. Still gotta follow their rules though.
[ So not only is 'likes coffee' checked off, the zen expression after taking a swig turns it into 'likes really garbage basic coffee'. How even. ] Thanks.
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[ Success!! They officially know A Thing About Will. Even if it's a... really tiny and kinda weird thing. Whatever, can't judge, progress is progress. ]
Well, you did get injured during a test. [ Look, they don't like thinking about it, but it was meant to be Challenging But Normal. And then they happened. Whoops. ] I'd imagine that startled them a bit.
[ And on that note, they're snagging the chair on the de-armed side of the bed. They'll move when the bracer comes up, but for now, they're gonna sit and enjoy their really weird tea. ]
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Also. Lion smuggled coffee into a hospital. He would murder the entire moon base if they asked. ] It wasn't that bad. They've said some horror stories. [ Wait. Bad. ] No one died.
[ abort abort abort- ]
Their healing spells don't work right on me. The monitoring is for that.
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Yeah no. Just because he dodged the subject doesn't mean there isn't a second where Lion freezes over it, because their instinct is to rip the bandaid off and continue talking about how their mistakes nearly cost them their lives.
But.
The second topic, though. ]
... Healing spells don't work on you? [ But. They saw the coat, and he's not dead, so. ???? ] Is that something you knew about already, or...?
[ Not the best way to broach the whole "so we're 90% sure you're some kind of angel" thing, but it'll do. ]
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That was a tentative way to approach the subject. The coffee cup is stared into for a second, drinking it as an extra few seconds to gather thoughts, before accepting the very base problem.
Lion has earned honesty. Or at least trying to be honest. ]
You remember enough. I'm like Erika. My Master has to make the repairs. [ And regardless of who the Master is that Lion puts in that box, they sure as shit aren't here. ] Lucky enough their spells work. Not well, but it works. It apparently caused problems before, so they're being paranoid.
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They haven't gone digging through the cat box in their head yet, for so many reasons - the sheer volume of trauma and horror contained inside is the main one - but they've seen enough for this conversation. Enough context is there for them to grasp the important bits. Will functions as an intermediary for "something" on a gameboard, so repairs have to be authorised by... something that isn't here. Logic checks out.
They don't agree with said logic, of course, but now is not the time or place for that fight. (Or at least not yet. The day is still young.) ]
... I suppose it's justified paranoia in that case. [ Rather then like. Trying to heal him later and discovering that it's not working only for him to die. Ha. Haha. ] It must be frustrating to deal with, though.
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[ what ]
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[ now ya fucked up- ]
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[ -now ya fucked up now ya fucked up- ]
That's- that's just accepted? Like it's your own fault for not being able to be healed? That complete contempt for people's lives is justified?!
[ -now ya fucked up now ya fucked up now ya fucked up-
Deep breaths, Lion. Put the styrofoam cup of tea down before you spill it with a tirade over nothing, it's not befitting of the precious Ushiromiya heir. And besides, it's not Will's fault he's a suicidal jerk from a culture of complete sociopaths or anything.
-wait a diddly darn second. ]
--is. Is that why you keep trying to throw your life away. Because you don't think it's worth saving.
[ hey Will you remember that thing with Shannon where she was giving you a very obvious chance to not stick your foot in a bear trap- ]
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He tries to cut in a few times in the short bits. Aborted "that's not it" and "calm down" before the target actually aims back at him. And now that the question is aimed at him, he goes still.
It was a direct and whole-hearted request from a human being.
shitshitshitsHITSHIT- ]
That's not how- [ But it is. ] I wasn't- [ You were. ] It had to- [ No it didn't. ] Nghh!
[ It's right around now Lion can pick up on the 'can't tell lies' thing as 'literally can't tell lies'. Even then, past the pain of it, he rallies. ] That's not true! It's because... I.
[ The silence isn't helping. ]
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Normally it would be enough to make them stop. They hate causing pain, would never want to force an answer out of anyone.
But. ]
Then what. [ Their voice is still that same, scarily flat tone. Anything stronger risks disaster. ] Because that's- that's twice now. And before I could-- I could maybe see that it was necessary, but the test was my own fault.
[ ...Oh, Lion. Lion, you dense motherfucker. ]
You had no reason to- to do that. So why do you keep trying to die on me.
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Yet, it quickly arises like acid reflux, an irritation raised twice - over the same person even - and the grimace is split. A small part is the pain of having a branding iron held against your throat. Most of it is just the looming threat of one of those neurotic snaps he hates so much. Ah, the days where he could be furious but not slag off every thought that goes through his head. Be mad, but with focus, it's-
"You had no reason"
oh hell no ]
The reason was you! It was because you were worth saving, you God damned imbecile!
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