015 - Banana Creme
Jul. 26th, 2013 08:57 amAlpha, Digby and I are on walkabout. If you need to reach us, please leave a message at the tone.
[Private to Alpha
I have to get off this ship.
We. We have to get off this ship. Pick whoever you want to be, I'll dress to match, and we're going to...go into this port and have a good time and I don't..know what else. Whatever you want to do.
[Private to Dean]
Um. Problem.
[Private to Arthas]
Hi.
Uh.
I know we don't...talk much.
I just.
Wanted to see how things were going.
How are things...going?
[Spam]
[The Piemaker has never been to L.A., never stepped foot in California before. But while the discomfort of another yet-unfamiliar place was, as usual, all-encompassing, at least this unfamiliar place was stationed on Earth. The Piemaker could pretend for a little while to be normal.
He's taking that opportunity now, dressing up in the manner of a Hollywood B-Lister with shades and expensive clothes to match. Now fully in his role, he steps off the Barge to begin his new, pretend life for four days]
[Private to Alpha
I have to get off this ship.
We. We have to get off this ship. Pick whoever you want to be, I'll dress to match, and we're going to...go into this port and have a good time and I don't..know what else. Whatever you want to do.
[Private to Dean]
Um. Problem.
[Private to Arthas]
Hi.
Uh.
I know we don't...talk much.
I just.
Wanted to see how things were going.
How are things...going?
[Spam]
[The Piemaker has never been to L.A., never stepped foot in California before. But while the discomfort of another yet-unfamiliar place was, as usual, all-encompassing, at least this unfamiliar place was stationed on Earth. The Piemaker could pretend for a little while to be normal.
He's taking that opportunity now, dressing up in the manner of a Hollywood B-Lister with shades and expensive clothes to match. Now fully in his role, he steps off the Barge to begin his new, pretend life for four days]
Spammm
Date: 2013-07-29 09:55 pm (UTC)[He has no idea how to feel about Riddick dying for him and it comes out in his voice as something like anger. He didn't ask for that. Too many people are dead because of Arthas already. Maybe he'll cut his heart out again out of spite.]
Can you summon it back to you, or do I need to catch it again?
Spammm
Date: 2013-07-29 09:57 pm (UTC)I can't. But the kitchen door's shut, I've had to catch rabbits before. Let me.
Spammm
Date: 2013-07-29 10:10 pm (UTC)[Bereft of an immediate problem to be solved, Arthas pulls back and sits down, puts his head in his hands. Damn it. Damn it damn it.]
I didn't mean to snap at you. You were used, I know what that's like.
[That was out loud? Oh well.]
Spammm
Date: 2013-07-29 10:13 pm (UTC)He places it on the table and tries not to look at it, folding his arms over the table and hunching down]
It's a terrible feeling. I didn't. Tell anyone for twenty years because I didn't...want to be used.
He did it because he loves you. People do...stupid, terrible things in the name of love. I know what that's like.
Spammm
Date: 2013-07-29 10:24 pm (UTC)I didn't give him permission to do that.
Spammm
Date: 2013-07-29 10:26 pm (UTC)It was fairly traumatic. He's a...jerk, like that. A big, huge...jerk.
Spammm
Date: 2013-07-29 10:52 pm (UTC)[He sounds dismissive of the very idea.]
What happens if you touch me again?
Spammm
Date: 2013-07-29 10:54 pm (UTC)...You die. And presumably, you'll death toll and be up again in a week, thanks to the Barge.
Spammm
Date: 2013-07-29 11:29 pm (UTC)Spammm
Date: 2013-07-29 11:45 pm (UTC)....Well, actually, I don't know if the Barge resets my powers or not, but it's best not to test it, eh? I don't...think it would.
Spam
Date: 2013-07-30 12:48 am (UTC)[No one's testing it. Another reason to wear gloves all the time, besides Barron.]
Why didn't he tell me?
Spam
Date: 2013-07-30 12:49 am (UTC)My, um. My girlfriend, she. Died.
...
Maybe because it was my secret to tell. Maybe because he thought you'd be angry. I don't know.
Spam
Date: 2013-07-30 12:59 am (UTC)Spam
Date: 2013-07-30 01:02 am (UTC)Thank you.
No, thank you. I, um. I know you didn't...ask to be dragged into this either. You have...no idea how much that means to me.
Spam
Date: 2013-07-30 01:05 am (UTC)Are there others like you?
Spam
Date: 2013-07-30 01:06 am (UTC)No. It's just me.
As. As far as I know. But I...looked, for a long time, for patterns like mine.
But it's just me. I didn't ever want this.
Spam
Date: 2013-07-30 10:02 pm (UTC)Do they always retain free will, the things you raise?
Spam
Date: 2013-07-30 10:27 pm (UTC)It's like...pressing an "Undo" button on death. You come back, just the same as when you were alive, with all your memories and...willpower and things. I don't have any power over you that wasn't there already by...dint of me being a warden, and all.
Oh.
Um. This hasn't really been...proven, since I don't really make it a habit of bringing back humans, but.
You're not going to get sick. No...flu, or cancer, or anything.
And you might be immortal. Just not invulnerable. You can still...die, just not of natural causes. You won't age.
I think.
Spam
Date: 2013-07-30 10:34 pm (UTC)Spam
Date: 2013-07-30 10:35 pm (UTC)If it's not too personal a question, can I ask how you died in the first place?
Spam
Date: 2013-07-30 10:40 pm (UTC)Spam
Date: 2013-07-30 10:44 pm (UTC)Spam
Date: 2013-07-30 11:10 pm (UTC)[Arthas smiles humorlessly.]
I wanted the power to protect my people and was converted on the spot. Undeath on Azeroth always includes servitude to the entity that creates you. Your living identity and desires are usually lost and always irrelevant.
Spam
Date: 2013-07-30 11:26 pm (UTC)And you're not. Enslaved to me. I just want to make that clear. I'm just the vessel death travels through. I'm the light switch.
Spam
Date: 2013-07-31 03:55 pm (UTC)Spam
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