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[tothelight]

Who: Relevant persons
Where: A second-floor apartment in Central Corehaven, Cepheus
When: King's Year 197, late spring
What: Spam Fushigi mysteries

* for what may be the first time in almost two years, the Core's Head Engineer hasn't reported in for duty in the last two days. *

* what do. *

Comments

[tothelight]

...

* just. lowers himself to sit on the edge of the bed *

[sharksong.insanejournal.com]

. . . How long have you been like this? When did you start seeing people?

[tothelight]

...night before I stopped. Going to work.

* grasping at his fringe, the headband long since tossed in some corner of the room. *

Hours after I hit Raknos.

[sharksong.insanejournal.com]

—And you didn't send for me yet? Have any doctors been up to see you?

[tothelight]

...

I thought it would. Fade. If I just let it run its course.

* jerks his hand away. *

Can't have the doctors, they'll just tell admin before shipping me off for going insane--

[sharksong.insanejournal.com]

You're not—! You're sick! You're sick and I—I-I need someone who knows sickness better . . .

[tothelight]

No doctors. There's not one in Cepheus who won't-- certify unfit for duty. After something like this--

They'll never. Never let me back in. Too lightdamned... risky.

[sharksong.insanejournal.com]

Then I'll call for a foreign— What about Red's friend? That Lacerta!

[tothelight]

Red's...

* it takes a moment, but he looks up with heavily bloodshot eyes. *

...Feramis...?

[sharksong.insanejournal.com]

Yes. The Lacertan doctor. He knows a lot about illnesses so maybe he can help!

[tothelight]

...

If you can find him.

There's not... much choice, is there.

[sharksong.insanejournal.com]

I can ask a Pyxis. There must be some in the city. They—one of them might know. They can send a message.

[tothelight]

...tell him--

* his arms and shoulders spasm, briefly-- and he holds his hands together in a tight grip. *

Tell him Red can't know about this.

[sharksong.insanejournal.com]

[lol no]

Alright . . . I'm going to go find one now. I'll be back soon, alright?

[tothelight]

* leaps to his feet. *

Promise me!

[sharksong.insanejournal.com]

[fdgjd lifts a hand in defense reflexively]


I-I promise!

[tothelight]

* trembling like a leaf where he stands, fists clenched. *

Don't let him worry. Don't... make him come back. To this.

[sharksong.insanejournal.com]

I won't!

[tothelight]

...



* sits back down-- or looks more like his legs buckle under him.*

...keys. Worktable left drawer. Second down.

Lock me in.

[sharksong.insanejournal.com]

. . . I want to take any bullets you have left too.

[tothelight]

* ...hesitates. *

...I need those.

[sharksong.insanejournal.com]

No, you don't. There are no strange men here.

[tothelight]

You don't know that--

...



Take the gun. Bullets are on the floor somewhere. You'd have to look.

[sharksong.insanejournal.com]

[breathes a heavy sigh of relief and turns to get it]

Thank you.

[tothelight]

* just. stays there. *

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