THE GANG

[headmt]

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[headmt]

[ loudly again ]

Fjord, do you know I died?

[absrasive]

[ MOLLYMAUK TEALEAF ]

[fjorge]

Yeah, Beau told me.

[ Like gently but you guys are gossiping so he just says it like this. Despite the verbal blase-ness though the emotionshare betrays his concern regarding this point. ]

[absrasive]

[ i forgot if she told him or not and i can barely get dreamwidth to load anything so i didn't want to go look. however. ]

Oh, good. Fuck.

[fjorge]

[ Yeah dw she did. ]

Were you able to tell them about me, being here and everything? Or was it all red tape for you?

[absrasive]

Nope, couldn't tell them. I've been sitting on this for like, two weeks. Three? How long has it been, time is a fucking nightmare zone.

[fjorge]

Don't ask me.

[ He was gone for an extra two months since so he especially has lost track. ]

[absrasive]

[ YEAH SPEAKING OF grabs him a bit to like, check him over for injuries. you're probably fine but she heard about this from all three of your cyoa mates and about ascended. ]

[fjorge]

-- Hey, what the hell --

[ HE JUST THINKS YOU'RE ATTACKING HIM AGAIN he's in one piece though. He has a few extra scars, looks definitely a bit more worn in a bone-settled way than when she saw him in person last, and seems to have a few more grey-white hairs. There's some faded discolouration on him on the neckline but it's not like he sustained massive large injuries like Vin and her EYE!!!

Wait I lied you can see that one of his tusks has grown out enough that it just pokes out from his lower lip but the other one is not visible. ]

[absrasive]

[ GRUMBLES AT HIM, but she lets him free after a minute. ]

Okay, you're not falling apart. Good. [ I was worried when Junpei told me about the hole monster. ]

[fjorge]

Not anymore, no. Trust me, I'm just as glad as you are for that.

[ Fixing his collar, jeez. The mention of monsters gets a brief flash of a familiar corpse in a truck bed, the thought, the raw memory of claws digging into his skull, the smash of hard concrete into his face, the --

He blinks it off, staring a little too hard at Beau's alive face. ]

[absrasive]

[ oh okay that's delightful

she startles sharply at the familiar corpse, instinctively just grabbing for his wrist? like, to steady. who could have done that to you... ]

... The fuck. Okay. Worse seeing it than it is hearing about it. [ ... ] I'm here.

[fjorge]

[ Who did this to him... his wrist tenses a bit but it's less because Beau grabbed him and more because he realises what probably just happened. ]

-- Sorry. Fuckin' -- can't believe this extra shit is back for the kicks.

[ Either the show or because of their invaders fucking shit up, he's not sure, but he's not a fan of all effects back on!!! ]

[absrasive]

[ stands here in a hot dog costume ]

Really? Because I can. Ups the fucking drama. [ dryly. ] Don't apologize.

[ even if she's getting distinct it evokes imagery you've seen before ptsd from all that, good god. she's fine. ]

[fjorge]

[ I know it's a meme but I truly cannot not parse this as Beau being in a hot dog costume suddenly after getting traumablasted and I'm having so much difficulty trying to tag this

Anyway he rubs his eyes a bit. ]

Yeah. I guess so.

I'm alright.

[absrasive]

[ this mental image is very quickly joining firt in the ranks of things that make me giggle uncontrollably for like ten minutes ]

They stick with you, I get it. [ he can get blasted by her own little half-thought, half-memory. it's blurrier, but there's a vision of standing on a ship in the rain and a green figure falling from very high up. ]

[fjorge]

[ He has flickers of questions. Fear Factor? Or another thing in the far future? It seems like a lot of shit await them all, doesn't it. ]

Wish you didn't have to see any of that either.

[absrasive]

[ little of column a, little of column b. ]

Kind of the norm for these things, right?

[ she has not told caleb and molly how long she's actually been here so that'll be a fun surprise for later. ]

[fjorge]

Yeah, starting to seem like it.

Which is why it's imperative we get the fuck out of dodge, ASAP.

[absrasive]

Working on it, Captain.

[ absently just lets that nickname slip, as she thinks. ]

You tell them about all the crew shit yet? I only know some of it from what I've read in the letters people have sent Lemon.

[ commits mail fraud because she's nosy ]

[fjorge]

[ Is it Beau if she's not committing mail fraud? Anyway there's like, a delayed little spike of something in the nickname but he tries to keep it down. It shows in him absentmindedly rubbing his neck instead. ]

Uh, right. There's like, a million things we gotta get through. I can talk about that now right? It feels stupid to try to keep it a secret now.

[headmt]

[ if it helps, molly doesn't seem that distressed about it at this point. patting him on the arm. ]

Hey-- Lemons in the lead! Means we can fix it.

[fjorge]

Congrats on turning the tables. Condolences to Caleb.

Beau told you about what she's here for too?

[headmt]

We're splitting, he'll be alright.

[ he will basically give caleb his wish if he wants it. ]

Uh-- Yeah. If it's still the same.

[fjorge]

Pretty sure you'd have to fight her to make her change her mind. Also pretty sure you wouldn't want to have to do that.

So either way, you should be covered.