[ oh his feelings are not their usual, sunny flavor, more restless and practically pacing ahead of him even as he's standing still. it's late enough that he's stopped trying to get into the locked areas, just chilling in the observation deck. sorry this is not engaging but he's so trapped in thought that he doesn't seem to notice anyone else. ]
I accept your apology, and it's all right. It is noble to want to protect your friends.
[ it really is just water off a duck's back for him after saying sorry, since guy seems to obviously not be a fish racist, but also, it wasn't the wrong instinct to look after anise. obviously.
his feelings dip into something sad, sympathetic. ]
...Ah. I heard about Luke. I'm sorry. It was... so sudden.
[ he gives him a brief smile back, but then the vibes turn... a little bleak. not so badly as to spiral off or panic, but there's a grimness there he rarely carries. ]
...It may be that he was ill already. [ That cough he had... ] If something exacerbated it—I do not know.
[ hello the bloops formerly known as sidon he is here to carry you in your manly arms. or help stop your bleeding and support you as you get to the medbay!! ]
[ he's 9' tall, leaning on him would mean folding basically in half so instead he will rest a hand on guy's shoulder and treat him like a cane, basically. ]
I appreciate it, Guy. Apologies for troubling you—the bleeding has mostly stemmed, at least.
I can attempt to? [ but. where to even start. he does not really have anything to hide, it's just a matter of filtering the parts that matter. ] Well... we were somewhere else, for one. Suddenly and without warning. I'd fully believed I was imprisoned there for... months.
It's very disorienting, and easy to believe in the moment. [ said as a warning, mostly. ]
I don't mind. It wasn't on the ship—it was as though it was an entirely different world?
[ sorry i'm going to speedrun this and give you a c+p ]
I was imprisoned with Goops Goops for months in a disgusting prison. We then escaped and rendezvoused with Kitewoman and the Jonker.
The "United States" government then forced our hands, as we were "villains" without "green cards." To survive, we fought the living dead and a... very troubled socialite with a basement of strange costumes and a kidnapped plant. Death will do strange things to a man's mind.
In any case! Jerber burned his house down and we returned, just as suddenly. And that is the long and short of it.
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Don't worry, I'm not going to attack you this time.
[ guy is similarly restless and tense, unhappy about this whole situation. a bit of regret, as well ]
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Ah. I appreciate it. Otherwise, I'd have to ask that you table the attacks for another day.
[ his tone is light, even if his mood is miserable. ]
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[ and sidon's counter was pretty impressive....... but guy can't really focus on that right now. people are dying!! etc!! ]
Luke and Dahut were in the same room as me. I couldn't do anything to stop it.
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[ it really is just water off a duck's back for him after saying sorry, since guy seems to obviously not be a fish racist, but also, it wasn't the wrong instinct to look after anise. obviously.
his feelings dip into something sad, sympathetic. ]
...Ah. I heard about Luke. I'm sorry. It was... so sudden.
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[ but a little smile, he's glad sidon does not hold it against him!!! ]
Yeah.... thanks. Before Luke died, we all started feeling sick. I don't know what could have caused that.
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...It may be that he was ill already. [ That cough he had... ] If something exacerbated it—I do not know.
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[ That idiot... ]
[ there's no heat in it ]
And maybe we ended up.... sharing his pain?
[ guy's mind is working through this. yikes. ]
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[ he's clearly sympathetic, having heard a bit from others in the lounge already. ]
I'm so sorry to all of you—Luke's passing is tragic enough without everyone having to experience it so personally.
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[ particularly yuri. he is worried ]
[ the rest he won't deny, though ]
w1; post cyoa
Lean on me if you have to.
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I appreciate it, Guy. Apologies for troubling you—the bleeding has mostly stemmed, at least.
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Don't say that. It's not a trouble.
Can you tell me what happened to you? [ while they head over to get the heals ]
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I can attempt to? [ but. where to even start. he does not really have anything to hide, it's just a matter of filtering the parts that matter. ] Well... we were somewhere else, for one. Suddenly and without warning. I'd fully believed I was imprisoned there for... months.
It's very disorienting, and easy to believe in the moment. [ said as a warning, mostly. ]
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I see... that sounds pretty rough. [ buddy. ]
[ so some kind of brainwashing....? ] I don't want to press too much, but can you tell me more about the place you were at? Was it on the ship?
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I don't mind. It wasn't on the ship—it was as though it was an entirely different world?
[ sorry i'm going to speedrun this and give you a c+p ]
I was imprisoned with Goops Goops for months in a disgusting prison. We then escaped and rendezvoused with Kitewoman and the Jonker.
The "United States" government then forced our hands, as we were "villains" without "green cards." To survive, we fought the living dead and a... very troubled socialite with a basement of strange costumes and a kidnapped plant. Death will do strange things to a man's mind.
In any case! Jerber burned his house down and we returned, just as suddenly. And that is the long and short of it.
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[ anyway he just. listens to all of this, expression not changing. to his credit, he manages to stay calm and attentive the whole "explanation"
[ but seriously, what the fuck ]
I.... see.....
It must have been pretty jarring to come back and find out that it hasn't been months over here.
[ to say the least ]