( open ) i am desperate if nothing else

[onlydoubts]

» WHO? bodhi rook + yourself!
» WHEN? after the gravity comes back
» WHERE? the bar
» WHAT? bodhi gets a reminder from home

» WARNINGS? spoilers from rogue one - possible canon typical subjects such as planetary destruction, death, as well as nightmares...

[ He's heard about people getting things from home, sure. It's been brought up over the network a few times, but it's still startling to Bodhi, when one morning he reaches into his cupboard to pull out the standard issue jumpsuit and his hand brushes over fabric that's different but familiar - and he freezes for a moment before pulling out the uniform. The grey flightsuit with it's scuffed symbol of the Galactic Empire - with it's tattered sleeves and places he'd chosen to mend the material rather than get rid of it...

"It's a reminder... of what I had to do to get here." is what he'd told Jyn. That hasn't changed. It still has that meaning, but it's also a reminder - he doesn't know what happened. On Scarif, to the others - but he's sure that he didn't make it.

With a sigh, Bodhi pulls the uniform on. ]

a ) the bar - an ungodly hour

[ Though, is it really? Time passes differently in space, there are not really cycles of day or night - only the aforementioned time on the device. So, yes. It is late. Closer to breakfast, than dinner. And he couldn't sleep, and when he did - he couldn't stay asleep. So here we are. Bodhi has never been much of a drinker, not really. On occasion, when he'd had the opportunity to stop at a decent cantina while planetside - but these trips got less and less frequent when he'd been transferred to make runs from Jedha to Eadu.

He's wearing his uniform -- his Imperial uniform, just having gone from one jumpsuit to another. But the goggles are not on presently, perhaps due to the large gash that ran from the bridge of his nose, and diagonally above his left eye, almost up to his hairline. A result of debris nearly smashing his helmet when he'd been on his space walk. Instead, he has them in his hands, fidgeting with the straps, a half drunk glass of something that is definitely not Corellian brandy in front of him, and a faraway look in his eyes. But if you sit by him, he'll look up after a moment or two. ]

Hey. Evening. I mean... morning. 

b) elsewhere

[ Later, Bodhi can be found wandering the halls of different decks - he's still exploring the ship, looking for the others he was with before. Even if every day he doesn't find them, he's a little less hopeful that they're here. In the mess hall, he normally sits on his own, with a cup of coffee, picking at his food.

It's rare he goes by the exercise room, warnings of muscle loss aside - he just doesn't... enjoy that kind of physical activity. Still, he tries - taking out frustration on a punching bag with forceful hits that lack any kind of skill or precision. He seems winded after barely five minutes. ]

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[resleeves]

What good is a gym going to be for me?

[ it takes him a second to realize that bodhi's talking about exercise, burning calories with weights and cardio and that just sounds like...effort. and while effort is something he's willing to make when it's going to benefit him. ]

I don't feel like running in place for hours to burn off restless energy.

[ that's what sex was for. not that he was having any of that either. ]

If you're an expert in this, what are you doing to pass time?

[onlydoubts]

[ Bodhi resists the urge to roll his eyes at the question. ] You're the one who said they didn't know what else to do. Unless you'd rather just complain about having nothing and shooting down any suggestions given - that's something you seem to do well with, already.

[ exercise is something that they should do here, anyways?
... not that he's been doing much of it, either. ]

I've been... looking around. Speaking with people, trying to find someone. Well, several someones.

[resleeves]

[ oh bodhi, he thrived on being difficult. it was a thing. a shitty thing for those on the receiving end but a thing nonetheless. ]

Who've you been looking for?

[ the station wasn't that big so did bodhi think they were playing a game of hide and seek with him? ]

You haven't figured out if they're here or not?

[onlydoubts]

[ yeah, well! ]

A couple people I knew from before. [ Bodhi shrugs. ] I figure they're not here at this point, but it doesn't hurt to look. Maybe I'll find something interesting, in the meantime.

[ or, more dead ends and empty corners.

spoilers: he's found more of the later. ]

[resleeves]

And?

[ c'mon, the question was right there, bodhi, and it had to be asked. ]

You find anything interesting?

[ or just a whole lot of fail? ]

[onlydoubts]

And... [ Bodhi lets the word hang in the air for a moment. ] Other than a door that tried to eat me, and a whole lot of nothing, no. Not really.

[ He's trying to make this all work, but it is hard to keep busy. He'll give Kovacs, that. ]

[resleeves]

A door that tried to eat you?

[ there was no fucking way you were getting away with dropping that casually and not having yourself question, bodhi.

kovacs wants to know about this person eating door. ]

Where? Fucking how?

[onlydoubts]

Yeah, actually. Around my first couple days here, I thought I'd try to get through one of those locked doors. It seemed like it was about to budge, but it -- I don't know, the metal... it liquefied? [ he holds out his arms, gesturing with one - from wrist to shoulder. ] My arms went right through it and it solidified with me still in it.

I was stuck like that, for almost an hour.

And I'm not the only person this happened to, either.

[resleeves]

[ huh. ]

Well, that was stupid.

[ not that bodhi had known that going in and kovacs knows he could have easily been the victim too but he hadn't been so he can judge. it all makes perfect sense in his head. ]

How the hell did you get out of that?

[onlydoubts]

Your judgement has been noted and ignored. [ is this guy rude or what? ]

It just let me go. The metal turned liquid again to release me.

[resleeves]

[ very rude. you grow to love it, bodhi. or you don't and you just learn to tune him out. or you shoot him. one of those things is most likely to happen. ]

That door still there?

[ because kovacs might have to have a look at it. no promises but maybe he'll actually try and help. ]

[onlydoubts]

[ Bodhi is one of the last people one has to fear being shot by, not that he even has a gun. He is however, a little bit annoyed. but he answers the question, anyways. ]

Yes, as far as I know. It's somewhere up on the fourth floor. I could show you, if you want but it looks no different than any of the others.

[resleeves]

No.

[ no, he's not that interested but maybe later, bodhi. maybe he'd come banging on your door later. ]

Just wanted to know where it was.

[ and he wonders if it's still eating people. ]

Kind of wondering what would have happened if you let it eat you. Heard dying's not a thing here.

[onlydoubts]

[ Bodhi pales. No, he's not particularly interested in finding that out for himself. ]

I wonder about it, but forgive me for being grateful that I didn't experience it firsthand.

[ He's got enough nightmares without that one. ]

[resleeves]

What, never died before? It's not so bad.

[ yes, it was. it fucking hurt especially if it wasn't a quick death. ]

Build up the pain tolerance and it's just like a little tickle.

[onlydoubts]

No, it's just. [ Bodhi pauses, before continuing. ] I'm dead, but it hasn't happened yet.

[ His next words have him a little confused. ]

You make it sound like you've done it several times before?

[resleeves]

Oh god, you're another fucking Bancroft.

[ dead but not. kovacs was not going to solve your murder, bodhi.

if you were murdered. maybe you weren't. ]

A few times, actually. It's not really as serious a thing in my world as it is in others. You can die and come back most of the time.

[ you'd just look a little different. ]

[onlydoubts]

I don't know what that means, sorry?

[ thankfully his death was... fairly straightforward. a live grenade, thrown in his ship with little or no time to flee.

it doesn't really ease his confusion. ]

You die... and come back. Death isn't permanent, is what you're saying.

[ it's not really the same as him, being snatched away only moments before his death, from the sound of it. ]

[resleeves]

Don't worry about. He's just -- another guy who died but came back with some knowledge about his death.

[ that's about where the similarities end when it comes to bodhi and laurens. bodhi is so far away from a meth that it's laughable. and that's a good thing. ]

No, what I'm saying is that it's harder to die. You can. Many people have.

[ including his sister (maybe). including quell. ]

But, if you get lucky, you wake up in a new sleeve and go about your day.

[onlydoubts]

I was brought here only seconds before it happened, so it's not hard for me to figure out what happened.

[ he's in luck, it's not a murder. just in the middle of a dangerous mission. ]

Sleeve?

[resleeves]

Body.

[ he pats his chest just in case bodhi can't figure out what he means. ]

Fourth one. Not my original body. This one's taller.