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Day 288
Who: The Helmsman and you
Open: Open
When: Day 288
Where: By the entrance to the Skyway
What: The Helmsman ventures out and comes back with some shinies he's heard so much about.
Format: Any
Warnings: The usual difficulties that come with chatting it up with him
Regardless of the tension that's flared up because of recent discussions, it seems as though the Helmsman's schedule hasn't changed particularly greatly. Today, just like every other day, he ventures outwards from the Tower. Unlike every other day, however, he doesn't venture off onto Dragonfield or wander about the Bastion or lay face down on the grass. Instead, when he shows up again, it's from the direction of the Skyway and a bruise blossoming on one side of his face.
And then he lays down on the grass where anyone could step on him.
At least it's not just laying, this time. Sparks of red and blue lift up tiny little shards for him to inspect curiously. For anyone in the area, he's not hard to miss.
Open: Open
When: Day 288
Where: By the entrance to the Skyway
What: The Helmsman ventures out and comes back with some shinies he's heard so much about.
Format: Any
Warnings: The usual difficulties that come with chatting it up with him
Regardless of the tension that's flared up because of recent discussions, it seems as though the Helmsman's schedule hasn't changed particularly greatly. Today, just like every other day, he ventures outwards from the Tower. Unlike every other day, however, he doesn't venture off onto Dragonfield or wander about the Bastion or lay face down on the grass. Instead, when he shows up again, it's from the direction of the Skyway and a bruise blossoming on one side of his face.
And then he lays down on the grass where anyone could step on him.
At least it's not just laying, this time. Sparks of red and blue lift up tiny little shards for him to inspect curiously. For anyone in the area, he's not hard to miss.
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He can't stay out too long and not start to get worried about not being alert enough to watch his own back.
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Obviously. He's not going to just go die for no reason. Not yet.
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... It's kind of nice to know that someone else knows what that's like. Not that it's a good feeling, but it feels a little less lonely.
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And the Helmsman counts in that.
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"Something about your head?"
Gestures can only do so much.
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This is just not going well.
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After a second of just having his face in his hands, Psii tries a different picture. This time, a crude vase breaking apart into a dozen little pieces.
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Something along those lines. Body language has never really been his game.
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Because honestly, what else can you say to that?
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"Most people from my world wouldn't think I'm that good, mentally. Reiji would -"
He pauses for a moment as an unexpected surge of emotion makes his throat choke up. It doesn't hurt, of course, but it's annoying, and he blinks rapidly to hide any sign of possible tears. After a moment he keeps going.
"... Reiji would say that I can be pretty ruthless. He was always trying to get me to do 'normal' stuff like watch movies or whatever with him. I just never saw the point. ... But if you asked someone else they'd probably say I was fucked up. I don't feel pain, so... I don't see much point in being scared about anything. I guess that's not normal."
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