[ great, they can all be upset together! he feels her angry wasp vibes before he even hears her, sidestepping just in time for her to give the door a righteous kick.
it does not work, but it does make him feel a bit better about trying. ]
I have made some efforts already—brute force won't work.
[ it's said with frustration, because brute force is what he has. but he also doesn't have that much anger to fuel him—this is just restlessness, at this point. ]
[ smad is valid. smad is really the emotion of the hour. he sighs, exasperated. ]
I wish I knew.
[ they're really left to rampage around the ship in grief for an entire day. ]
I'll keep trying, but we can't afford injury. Perhaps we can take turns. [ better than doing nothing. this is not actually going to help but it will keep them busy. he's very obviously grieving. ]
[she nods, shifting her weight back and forth from one foot to another. she hates this, thanks!]
Better than doing nothing. [god. she pauses.] ... What do you think happened to them? I mean, it sounded like Dahut suffocated. But Luke's was almost like he was being forced to do something, or else.
[ he'll take his turn at the door; it doesn't have the proper sort of handles, but he can still try to find some grip on one of the ledges and try to force it open. ]
Luke— [ there's an unpleasant moment of dread, frustration ] it sounds as though he may have passed before the doors locked. Or... was dying.
[ wow i wrote the wrong thing entirely there quynn, i meant: after the doors locked but before they passed out
please forgive me i've forgotten how to sleep ]
I'm not aware. But if something had been wrong with him before—whatever happened to Dahut. Then hopefully we will know soon. Some surmise it might've been his health.
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she approaches the locked zone, practically growling.]
Fuck. Move out of the way!
[whether he moves or not, she's going to try and kick the door down. this does not work at all. shocking, i know.]
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it does not work, but it does make him feel a bit better about trying. ]
I have made some efforts already—brute force won't work.
[ it's said with frustration, because brute force is what he has. but he also doesn't have that much anger to fuel him—this is just restlessness, at this point. ]
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she drags a hand down her face, seething.]
Fucking— Ugh! How are we supposed to just sit around, waiting? Those dickheads aren't answering their texts.
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I wish I knew.
[ they're really left to rampage around the ship in grief for an entire day. ]
I'll keep trying, but we can't afford injury. Perhaps we can take turns. [ better than doing nothing. this is not actually going to help but it will keep them busy. he's very obviously grieving. ]
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Better than doing nothing. [god. she pauses.] ... What do you think happened to them? I mean, it sounded like Dahut suffocated. But Luke's was almost like he was being forced to do something, or else.
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Luke— [ there's an unpleasant moment of dread, frustration ] it sounds as though he may have passed before the doors locked. Or... was dying.
[ and those had just been his racing thoughts. ]
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please forgive me i've forgotten how to sleep ]
I'm not aware. But if something had been wrong with him before—whatever happened to Dahut. Then hopefully we will know soon. Some surmise it might've been his health.
[ his thoughts seem to lean that way, too. ]