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Aerith Gainsborough ([personal profile] planetdialup) wrote2024-07-15 08:48 am
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cactusy: (I am in the mood)

[personal profile] cactusy 2024-10-09 12:01 am (UTC)(link)
It'd be good for you to train together, once she's up.

[Once she's up. Shaw pauses, finishing the tie-off and moving back over to Root's shoulders, preparing to lift once Aerith is ready.]

You hear of anyone in a coma who has woken up since the crash?

[The thought that it might not be possible - that without the Admiral in close contact, they'll just sleep indefinitely - is concerning.]
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[personal profile] cactusy 2024-10-09 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
We haven't heard anything. Not beyond what this new guy says, anyway, and he's not the one I made a deal with.
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[personal profile] cactusy 2024-10-10 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
He could have been lying about the Admiral calling him.

[Shaw points out, her eyes on Root in the hammock. Now that she's settled, it would make sense to go off and get cleaned up herself, if she can find some running water.

But instead, she eases herself onto the hammock too, nudging Root over so that she can fit.]


The Admiral told us to hang on tight, but he didn't say crap about sending some stranger to pick us up. The Barge wasn't damaged, right? There's no reason he couldn't have grabbed us himself.
cactusy: (I wish to flop around in a blind rage)

[personal profile] cactusy 2024-10-10 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
[Shaw makes a face, both at the words and at the hammock that she can't quite seem to get comfortable in.]

Don't get me wrong, the other ship was cool before it got wrecked on us. But I don't see why the Admiral had to kick us off to "clean" at all.
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[personal profile] cactusy 2024-10-10 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
Me, neither.

[Shaw grumbles, as she nudges Root's leg over with her knee.]

Does that bug you? Because it drives me crazy, but everybody else just seems to take stuff like "the Enclosure" in stride. Even the name is weird.
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[personal profile] cactusy 2024-10-10 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah. And I kinda mean that as a compliment.
cactusy: (you're not supposed to light dynamite)

[personal profile] cactusy 2024-10-10 02:24 pm (UTC)(link)
The guns are cool. Not a fan of the implication that they're used against innocent people, but the guns themselves? Badass.

[Finally, Shaw stops wiggling around, coming to rest with her right ear pressed against Root's chest. If she's going to be bedding down with a creepy comatose person, she likes having the steady thrum of her heartbeat in her ear.]

The Barge is... dizzying. It's hard to explain without getting into more backstory than you're probably interested in hearing, but I've had my fill of things that look real, but aren't. So much of the Barge is just more of that, you know what I mean?
cactusy: (all men break the same)

[personal profile] cactusy 2024-10-11 01:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[Denied; cuddling is much cozier and less existentially weird than this is. It's at least getting her to stop fidgeting so much, though.]

Wait-- freedom is an illusion?

[She raises an eyebrow.]

Graduation's real; I've seen it happen.
cactusy: (I cannot solve clinical depression)

[personal profile] cactusy 2024-10-11 03:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh-- yeah, no, I know what you mean. It's like working for one of those companies that has amazing salaries but really intense restrictions on its workers. Google, or something.