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patheticvillain) wrote2014-02-28 12:25 pm
patheticvillain) wrote2014-02-28 12:25 pm
thirty-one ➢ various private + open spam
spam } czeslaw
[Cassel doesn't just read the file, he memorizes it. It doesn't take him long, because this is something he's used to, trained for by enough different people in different ways that it's nearly automatic. He remembers the details, even the details he doesn't really want to remember, crisp enough in the Admiral's distanced linguistic choices but still painful.]
[Fermet. Jesus.]
[His hand is in a sling when he slips through the door into Zero, looking up and down the cells until he sees Czeslaw. It's weird to look at him and see a child, knowing what's inside is far more like an adult.]
[He knocks on the bars.]
Hey. You see the announcement?
private } chris
So I might be freaking out a little bit.
[Or a lot. A lot also works.]
private } daneca
I got paired.
[A long, awkward pause. He's panicking, and he's worried about her judgment, too - if anyone has the right to judge him it's her - and he's worried about her safety.]
Do you wanna, I don't know. Get lunch?
private } zane
Ilia misses you.
[Come over here and be comforted. Come over here and comfort him. Come talk to him about nothing and be his brother.]
spam } emperor
[There are direct ways to go about this sort of thing, but Cassel isn't feeling very direct right now. He's feeling panicky about basically everything else that's going on, but the Emperor, strangely enough, is a known quantity. An unknowably known quantity.]
[Easy to get to, at any rate: just find Melchior.]
[The marmalade is in the common room nearest the Emperor's cabin, lounging on an easy chair. Cassel slides down next to him on the floor, rubs cheeks in the way that you do, and settles in to wait, petting Mel until a steady purr comes on.]
private } iris
We should probably talk.
[Which is code for thank you for not killing him and for I don't know what to say and for I'm still afraid and for is this right?]
spam } mira
[He goes looking for her on walks, seeking but not seeking, sometimes shooting away when she gets close like a frightened animal into shadows. Today, though, he heads obliquely for her when he sees her, falling into step if she'll let him, trailing behind her if not.]
spam } open
[What free time he has he spends in the gardens, sitting quietly and reading in the flowers. Sometimes his eyes are barely open; though he still turns pages, it's more out of the habit of movement than anything else. The breeze on his face isn't exactly real, but it feels real enough that he leans into it, a small smile forming on his lips, book tumbling unnoticed from his fingers to the grass below.]
[Cassel doesn't just read the file, he memorizes it. It doesn't take him long, because this is something he's used to, trained for by enough different people in different ways that it's nearly automatic. He remembers the details, even the details he doesn't really want to remember, crisp enough in the Admiral's distanced linguistic choices but still painful.]
[Fermet. Jesus.]
[His hand is in a sling when he slips through the door into Zero, looking up and down the cells until he sees Czeslaw. It's weird to look at him and see a child, knowing what's inside is far more like an adult.]
[He knocks on the bars.]
Hey. You see the announcement?
private } chris
So I might be freaking out a little bit.
[Or a lot. A lot also works.]
private } daneca
I got paired.
[A long, awkward pause. He's panicking, and he's worried about her judgment, too - if anyone has the right to judge him it's her - and he's worried about her safety.]
Do you wanna, I don't know. Get lunch?
private } zane
Ilia misses you.
[Come over here and be comforted. Come over here and comfort him. Come talk to him about nothing and be his brother.]
spam } emperor
[There are direct ways to go about this sort of thing, but Cassel isn't feeling very direct right now. He's feeling panicky about basically everything else that's going on, but the Emperor, strangely enough, is a known quantity. An unknowably known quantity.]
[Easy to get to, at any rate: just find Melchior.]
[The marmalade is in the common room nearest the Emperor's cabin, lounging on an easy chair. Cassel slides down next to him on the floor, rubs cheeks in the way that you do, and settles in to wait, petting Mel until a steady purr comes on.]
private } iris
We should probably talk.
[Which is code for thank you for not killing him and for I don't know what to say and for I'm still afraid and for is this right?]
spam } mira
[He goes looking for her on walks, seeking but not seeking, sometimes shooting away when she gets close like a frightened animal into shadows. Today, though, he heads obliquely for her when he sees her, falling into step if she'll let him, trailing behind her if not.]
spam } open
[What free time he has he spends in the gardens, sitting quietly and reading in the flowers. Sometimes his eyes are barely open; though he still turns pages, it's more out of the habit of movement than anything else. The breeze on his face isn't exactly real, but it feels real enough that he leans into it, a small smile forming on his lips, book tumbling unnoticed from his fingers to the grass below.]