He glances up when he spots her. He's in as much of a ridiculous pirate outfit as everyone else, and he's just vibing by himself at a table out of the way. He has a meal, and a pint of something probably alcohol. Like he's having a fucking jolly ol' time.]
Hello, Miss Alex.
[He offers her a smile, and then motions to the seat across from him politely.]
It's healing. I think the stitches can come out in a day or two. How are you doing?
[ all of these threads this week happening in pirate cosplay brings me so much joy, you don't understand. glad he's getting drunk and living his best life. ]
I'm fine. [ is she close enough for him to tell otherwise? she is. mostly fine? there's a lowkey wave of anxiety somewhere in there but whatever's causing it she's keeping it pretty tightly locked down. ] Just a little sore, but everything's healing up.
I realised I never thanked you for getting me out of there, not really. So, thank you for that. Especially when you were so injured.
[STOP. It's fine. He's got the stupid jacket off, and he's left in some real uppity bell-sleeved, Interview with the Vampire white shirt.]
No thanks necessary. I couldn't just allow a pretty woman to get left behind, or hurt while the rest of us could run out.
[He smiles at her again. This close, she can tell he's surprisingly genuine in both his charm and how he's feeling. She seems to have put him in good spirits.]
Still. It's rude not to thank you for it. Sora and I would've been in trouble if you hadn't found us when you did. [ she assumes. she's just been told they were in tubes and that was Bad. ]
Hm? Oh, yes. He kept an eye on me. [ she sighs. ] I think I ended up dragging him through a lot of extra trouble last week, honestly.
Then I appreciate your thanks. It wasn't any trouble. Well, I guess we were all in a bit of trouble, weren't we? Which is why it was best if we helped each other out. I'm glad you and Sora are okay.
[His lips curl; there's a teasing little roll of feeling that tickles her from across the table.]
I don't think he minded. He's a very adventurous man.
[ me, looking directly through the laptop screen at anna. 😒 ]
[ ... ;;; yes blanca??? ]
Well... depending on how long we'd been away, the effects of last week were probably bothering him by that point. [ ... ] Like I said, I think I put him through a lot of trouble.
He is thrilled (in a wholesome way, I swear) when she joins him at the table.] Moderation is key. [He politely does not eat or drink yet.]
Just think about what you want, and it'll come. The ale isn't too bad; the whiskey is better, but I'm not much of an alcohol sort of man. There's water, too.
[Both the choice of drink and making it appear so nicely. Once she's poured her glass, he goes back to eating and drink himself. It seems like he had been waiting out of manners.
Trying to get an idea of the layout mostly? [ she... flicks the sleeve of her outfit as well, with a slightly bemused look. ] Making sure I have more than two outfits for the week this time?
That sort of thing.
Excited about living next to a pirate bay for the week?
[He gives her a small grin at the gesture to her outfit. Yeah, he gets it.]
It's different. Marginally better than living next to a pirate bay in the 17th century, I imagine. [There's a very brief, quick drop in his mood.] For now.
Mm. Well... we have access to showers at least. [ even if it's tiny ]
... It's kinda stupid to keep hoping that we might have a week where no one kills anyway, isn't it? It's been two weeks in a row now.
[ ... haha. ]
You couldn't get much more different from last week than this place. Maybe that's the point? Combined with everything else and it's like they've just flipped everything on its head.
Hoping doesn't hurt. I've been told that hope is a powerful, powerful thing, recently. [ hm? she's not really focusing on how her emotions come across, and the idea of controlling them is so ... impossible to her it doesn't even cross her mind. but her emotions are oddly fond, when recalling that. ]
But if we're not practical then it's just dangerous. Or something like that.
Bits at pieces. I don't know everything about the purpose of the teams, or how they're sorted... but I know a little about what produces nova for collection. [ ... ] Chiron showed me something the other day, but I think it just raised more questions than anything.
My Leader told me it's... well, a bit of everything that contributes to the nova rankings. The collecting, voting, our... "adventure" last week all count. It isn't just killing.
[ hm. ]
It was something his group found last week. It was a letter? Or a diary entry, maybe?
... There was a pretty big change in the rankings this week, wasn't there? [ she's... frowning though. a little confusion and something like anxiety spikes in her emotions for a moment, before calming down in waves just before she speaks: ] Goat's team. It ... was Goat's team, wasn't it? They were last the week before...?
[ hm. ]
Let me think. It was ... more like a diary, yes. It was talking about participants, and whoever was writing it taking off their mask in front of one of them? But parts of it were blocked out so it wasn't very specific.
[ that relief increases. ] Right. That's... right. Does that mean someone on goat's team was either very gifted at gathering nova this week, or... [ killed two people and yeeted one into space? ]
Factual. More than anything, it was just... facts. The writer was pleased with how things were going?
[Let's not think about someone from goat team killing two people and yeeting another into space.]
Pleased... [Well, he's not exactly sure how to feel. There's no fear or worry, and there's no anger really. There's... curiosity? Confusion.] I'm not sure if I like how that may imply this has happened before.
Unless... one of them has taken off their mask for someone here?
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week 2, tuesday
How's your wound? [ THIS HAS BEEN LOWKEY WORRYING HER ALL WEEKEND, but y'know. everything else happened. ]
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He glances up when he spots her. He's in as much of a ridiculous pirate outfit as everyone else, and he's just vibing by himself at a table out of the way. He has a meal, and a pint of something probably alcohol. Like he's having a fucking jolly ol' time.]
Hello, Miss Alex.
[He offers her a smile, and then motions to the seat across from him politely.]
It's healing. I think the stitches can come out in a day or two. How are you doing?
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I'm fine. [ is she close enough for him to tell otherwise? she is. mostly fine? there's a lowkey wave of anxiety somewhere in there but whatever's causing it she's keeping it pretty tightly locked down. ] Just a little sore, but everything's healing up.
I realised I never thanked you for getting me out of there, not really. So, thank you for that. Especially when you were so injured.
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No thanks necessary. I couldn't just allow a pretty woman to get left behind, or hurt while the rest of us could run out.
[He smiles at her again. This close, she can tell he's surprisingly genuine in both his charm and how he's feeling. She seems to have put him in good spirits.]
Did Mister Cervantes take good care of you...?
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Still. It's rude not to thank you for it. Sora and I would've been in trouble if you hadn't found us when you did. [ she assumes. she's just been told they were in tubes and that was Bad. ]
Hm? Oh, yes. He kept an eye on me. [ she sighs. ] I think I ended up dragging him through a lot of extra trouble last week, honestly.
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[His lips curl; there's a teasing little roll of feeling that tickles her from across the table.]
I don't think he minded. He's a very adventurous man.
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[ ... ;;; yes blanca??? ]
Well... depending on how long we'd been away, the effects of last week were probably bothering him by that point. [ ... ] Like I said, I think I put him through a lot of trouble.
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I wouldn't worry about it. He's a formidable man as well as an adventurous one. He was probably concerned about you more than himself.
[He motions at the table sort of like he did before.]
Would you like anything to eat or drink?
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Oh.
[ hmmmmm. well, she takes a seat anyway? ]
I'm starting to think this freely available booze thing could be dangerous.
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He is thrilled (in a wholesome way, I swear) when she joins him at the table.] Moderation is key. [He politely does not eat or drink yet.]
Just think about what you want, and it'll come. The ale isn't too bad; the whiskey is better, but I'm not much of an alcohol sort of man. There's water, too.
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doubt. but hey, she's here now and just like. immediately a bottle of wine appears on the table next to her, with a glass. no food yet though.
alex just pours herself a glass. ]
This is a step up from astronaut food.
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[Both the choice of drink and making it appear so nicely. Once she's poured her glass, he goes back to eating and drink himself. It seems like he had been waiting out of manners.
What a nice man.]
What have you been up to out by the sea?
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That sort of thing.
Excited about living next to a pirate bay for the week?
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It's different. Marginally better than living next to a pirate bay in the 17th century, I imagine. [There's a very brief, quick drop in his mood.] For now.
[But then it's up again.]
Wonder what made this place decide on Pirateland.
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... It's kinda stupid to keep hoping that we might have a week where no one kills anyway, isn't it? It's been two weeks in a row now.
[ ... haha. ]
You couldn't get much more different from last week than this place. Maybe that's the point? Combined with everything else and it's like they've just flipped everything on its head.
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[The emotions are a little hard to read. They're not cold, but they're... rigid. No, regulated. Very regulated.]
Have you heard anything from anyone? Others? The leaders? About... the bigger picture. The teams, the competition.
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Hoping doesn't hurt. I've been told that hope is a powerful, powerful thing, recently. [ hm? she's not really focusing on how her emotions come across, and the idea of controlling them is so ... impossible to her it doesn't even cross her mind. but her emotions are oddly fond, when recalling that. ]
But if we're not practical then it's just dangerous. Or something like that.
Bits at pieces. I don't know everything about the purpose of the teams, or how they're sorted... but I know a little about what produces nova for collection. [ ... ] Chiron showed me something the other day, but I think it just raised more questions than anything.
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You mean our emotions, or something else? [He glances up.] What did he show you?
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[ hm. ]
It was something his group found last week. It was a letter? Or a diary entry, maybe?
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[There's curiosity that peaks.]
A diary page...? Do you remember what it said?
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[ hm. ]
Let me think. It was ... more like a diary, yes. It was talking about participants, and whoever was writing it taking off their mask in front of one of them? But parts of it were blocked out so it wasn't very specific.
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[Hm indeed.]
I see. Did it sound... distressed? Relieved? Could you tell?
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Factual. More than anything, it was just... facts. The writer was pleased with how things were going?
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Pleased... [Well, he's not exactly sure how to feel. There's no fear or worry, and there's no anger really. There's... curiosity? Confusion.] I'm not sure if I like how that may imply this has happened before.
Unless... one of them has taken off their mask for someone here?
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I don't think we should latch onto that theory too much. We don't know enough. But we shouldn't dismiss it completely either?
[ ... ] Well. Yes. That's a possibility.
... If they have they're lying to the others about it though.
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