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scarsolderthanyou) wrote in
networkinthenight2019-12-04 09:42 pm
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@ Stone, audio | December 5
Who's shitting great idea was it to show some people something out in the middle of the lake and then kill them when they try to find it again?
[The querulous old man voice is currently very angry-sounding. There's a weird rumbling in the background of his voice. Stone might actually be... growling? Yeah, he's definitely growling.]
Did anyone see what did it? I want to find whatever that was and tear their throat out.
[He's a bit bloodthirsty when he's pissed off. Sorry, kids.]
[The querulous old man voice is currently very angry-sounding. There's a weird rumbling in the background of his voice. Stone might actually be... growling? Yeah, he's definitely growling.]
Did anyone see what did it? I want to find whatever that was and tear their throat out.
[He's a bit bloodthirsty when he's pissed off. Sorry, kids.]
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Come bother the newly-alive ancient dragon-man. If you feel like getting growled at, anyway.]
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daylight immediately steps forward, raising his servos up to show he's friendly. ]
Are you hurting anywhere still? Are you missing anything? [ day hadn't gotten a chance to visit the docks this month - stuff's been coming up - and so he's left wondering what the heck is going on. ] What happened?
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He stops his irritable pacing to frown over-- and then up-- at Daylight. Then he flashes his teeth-- sharper than the average human's-- in a grimace. Or maybe another growl. The subtle rumble hasn't let up yet.]
Rook and I tried to follow the ferry. Something didn't like that.
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when he hears what happens, daylight's winglets hitch up in both shock and recognition. ]
The ferry on the lake...? [ he lowers his servos now. if only to rest one under his chin as he went over the bare facts he had. ] It might have been the thing that the others talked about last month. Um- Did you guys manage to get a glimpse of anything in particular before...
[ you know. ]
And oh! Do you need anything, mister? Or need me to contact anyone?
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[He hunches and then flattens his shoulders, as if there might be something on them that needs settling, but the growl fades away, at least.]
I'm fine. I think. For someone who just died.
[He pauses.]
What day is it? How long was I dead for?
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[ daylight pauses, considering something from, er, uncomfortably personal experience. ] That must have been a heck of a way to go, to take that long to recover.
Haven't lost anything, have you, mister? [ daylight winces because oof. even he could feel the lack of tact from that question. ] Sorry if that's, like, super intrusive or something.
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[He prods at his chest with a thoughtful frown. Seems whole, now, anyway.]
What do you mean, lost anything?
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right.
having to explain himself more. ]
Um... I got... returned as well. A few months back thanks to an incident. [ he shrugs, trying to act casual but the way his winglets stay stiff and still gives away to his uncertainty. ] When I came back and interacted with stuff, I realised something was off... I lost something in the process of coming back, it seems.
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I don't feel like I lost anything. I feel normal enough. But if I lost something, would I necessarily know? What did you lose?
dw please show mercy and put this in the right thread
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daylight looks away, humming in a distracted tone. he almost wants to say, no, he doesn't want to answer that but that isn't fair. not when the man is being honest. ]
I can't see yellow anymore. When I came back, I realised quickly it was gone and only shares of grey in its place. [ a pause, and he adds with a conviction only a teenager can muster: ] It sucks.
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Huh. I know there are colors out there a Raksura can't see, but having the ability to see a color taken away sounds pretty bad. My eyesight looks the same as ever, though. And nothing else feels off.
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then, after considering it, he nods in what seems to be agreement. ]
I think that means you’re lucky then, mister. [ day pauses, realising how, um, tactless that must have sounded. ] Er. All things considered. Getting killed the way you described must have sucked big time.
[ definitely… a teenager… ]
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Disoriented, he does more staring and blinking than he's proud of before he actually gets up to figure out what's going on.]
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Rook! There you are.
[He doesn't sound relieved. Or friendly, really. But he doesn't sound hostile, either. Just really, really annoyed.]
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[He prowls over, tongue flicking out to taste the air, taste Bodhi's scent.]
You remember what happened okay?
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[Not that pieces were a concern this time.]
Was a bit. Um. Quick. But y-yeah. Think so?
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[He sighs, frowning down at Bodhi.]
I'm sorry, kid, I didn't think it would be that dangerous.
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[His smile is a little weak, but he really doesn't seem too upset, with Stone or in general. He's died twice in a month. Apparently he just has to get used to that. Kriffing hell.]
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[He offers Bodhi a hand to haul himself up with.]
I wonder if they'll let us swim.
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[He hesitates, but he takes the hand out of politeness, putting no weight on it and letting go as fast as he can.]
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Nothing feels off, does it? Apparently dying can do funny things to a person, once we've already done it once.
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[Bodhi is perhaps a bit young for this sort of fatalism.]
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