anyway we're in the healing place. strohl's pacing around like a normal person does for the most part because he is simply 90% anxiety 10% person most days, especially on thursdays; however, when ace shows signs of consciousness, he stops doing whatever he's doing and makes his way over to the side of one of the first aid centre beds, a deep frown on his face. ]
... You've had one hell of a week, my friend. [ quietly. ] Do you need anything?
the bad news is maybe he should but it's fine he's lying down in first aid (which is how you can tell he feels like shit he is not sitting up). but he's got a bandage around his torso and his head now and despite his eyes looking a little unfocused he can track strohl so it's fine. the hole is probably fine ]
A break. [ wryly. but jokes aside; ] M'all right. Vi okay?
[ in theory they are all in the same room in practice i do what i want ]
She's... [ his expression goes all complicated and wobbly for a second - frustrated, somehow managing to look even more severe. ] ...Fine. Fine enough. Resting, now - more worried for the evening, and I can't blame her.
[ mostly because he's exactly the same way. the deja vu is scary and his vi's brain is broken and if she turns up dead tomorrow strohl is going to evaporate. anyway. ]
it takes him a second to catch on to vi "dies after every cyoa" olet and he grimaces a little but doesn't try to reassure him since. who fucking knows man ]
... Anders' world. [ he's making a trip around all his meows' worlds ]
[ like it is not their fault but. he is so tired. mein god ]
... Sort of both? It's not like we forgot everything, but it felt like... trying to grasp water. Remembering just enough for some things to hit too close to home, I guess.
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anyway we're in the healing place. strohl's pacing around like a normal person does for the most part because he is simply 90% anxiety 10% person most days, especially on thursdays; however, when ace shows signs of consciousness, he stops doing whatever he's doing and makes his way over to the side of one of the first aid centre beds, a deep frown on his face. ]
... You've had one hell of a week, my friend. [ quietly. ] Do you need anything?
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the bad news is maybe he should but it's fine he's lying down in first aid (which is how you can tell he feels like shit he is not sitting up). but he's got a bandage around his torso and his head now and despite his eyes looking a little unfocused he can track strohl so it's fine. the hole is probably fine ]
A break. [ wryly. but jokes aside; ] M'all right. Vi okay?
[ in theory they are all in the same room in practice i do what i want ]
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She's... [ his expression goes all complicated and wobbly for a second - frustrated, somehow managing to look even more severe. ] ...Fine. Fine enough. Resting, now - more worried for the evening, and I can't blame her.
[ mostly because he's exactly the same way. the deja vu is scary and his vi's brain is broken and if she turns up dead tomorrow strohl is going to evaporate. anyway. ]
What the hell did you all get into?
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it takes him a second to catch on to vi "dies after every cyoa" olet and he grimaces a little but doesn't try to reassure him since. who fucking knows man ]
... Anders' world. [ he's making a trip around all his meows' worlds ]
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... Your luck's sort of impressive, my friend. [ impressively bad. my god. ] With teammates like these, who needs enemies...
Were you able to remember your life here, or no? I've heard both from others.
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[ like it is not their fault but. he is so tired. mein god ]
... Sort of both? It's not like we forgot everything, but it felt like... trying to grasp water. Remembering just enough for some things to hit too close to home, I guess.