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reverielogs2018-05-28 09:50 pm
artisticliberty) wrote in reverielogs2018-05-28 09:50 pm
early morning stargazing; open
» WHO? a new arrival, and, potentially, you?
» WHEN? the morning after the drinking party
» WHERE? observation deck, deck one
» WHAT? intro pooooooost
» WARNINGS? nah!
[good morning, reverie terminal. did you sleep well? still nursing that hangover? well, if you take a stroll over to the observation deck, you'll see a young man you haven't seen before with his hands and face pressed to the window, gazing in awe at the stars and the early morning sun. actually, that's probably not healthy, come to think of it. and on top of that, he's talking to himself. cool cool cool, that's totally normal.]
How beautiful... the stars are truly a font of inspiration. I could never have imagined I'd see such a magnificent sight... and here I am, without my sketchbook. This is a cruel irony, indeed.
[he pauses for a moment, then digs in the pocket of his jumpsuit, and pulls out... a pen!]
This will have to do for now.
[and he proceeds to roll up his sleeve and starts drawing on his arm.]
» WHEN? the morning after the drinking party
» WHERE? observation deck, deck one
» WHAT? intro pooooooost
» WARNINGS? nah!
[good morning, reverie terminal. did you sleep well? still nursing that hangover? well, if you take a stroll over to the observation deck, you'll see a young man you haven't seen before with his hands and face pressed to the window, gazing in awe at the stars and the early morning sun. actually, that's probably not healthy, come to think of it. and on top of that, he's talking to himself. cool cool cool, that's totally normal.]
How beautiful... the stars are truly a font of inspiration. I could never have imagined I'd see such a magnificent sight... and here I am, without my sketchbook. This is a cruel irony, indeed.
[he pauses for a moment, then digs in the pocket of his jumpsuit, and pulls out... a pen!]
This will have to do for now.
[and he proceeds to roll up his sleeve and starts drawing on his arm.]
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My private reliance on seeing if the randomness of our popping into existence here would magically be reversed isn't gaining much traction either. If we're going to find our way back home I feel like it's going to be because we did something here.
Something maybe brought us here, and maybe it's waiting for us to do soemthing. Maybe figure out what went wrong with the station and fix it. Looking at it from any angle, we're going to have to wait and make a move at the right time.
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Understood, Leader. Though it may be a burden, I shall place myself in your capable hands once more. Your guidance has yet to lead us astray, after all.