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Maddison '303' Whitney: Speaking of... I'm going to steal some armbands off dead cops soon. '80808' may have flown this time, but I need to figure out something else.
Dr. Hae Kong: So morbid.
Jake Baquera: It's about survival, Doc.
** Dr. Hae Kong grasped a chair from the corner.
Jake Baquera: Gotta' get the element of surprise on these vatos.
Dr. Hae Kong: Anyways.
Lucas Leavitt: Well, we'll have to figure out *something.* I don't know if we gotta look closer at Brooklyn, or try and hunt one of those freaks down and dissect it, or what.
Dr. Hae Kong: Please give the patient some space, he has to be evaluated.
Lucas Leavitt: Uh-- evaluated?
Dr. Hae Kong: Psychological evaluation, it's normal after a traumatic experience.
Dr. Hae Kong: So!
** Dr. Hae Kong crossed her legs, clicking her pen and pulling out her clipboard. "Name."
Jake Baquera: You're kicking us out?
** Maddison '303' Whitney watched for a moment at that... She then started heading for the exit, before saying "Hey! Doc, if you wanna get the truth out of him embarrassment works real well!"
** Jake Baquera trails her.
Lucas Leavitt: Uh-- L-- uh, Lucas--
Dr. Hae Kong: Full. Name.
Lucas Leavitt: Oh, come on, Maddie, that's a low blow.
Lucas Leavitt: I'm in poor shape! How're you gonna kick a man when he's down!
** Lucas Leavitt turns to Demi. "Don't leave me with this lady. She's gonna start trepanning me or something."
** Dr. Hae Kong sighed, rolling her eyes.
Dr. Hae Kong: Anti-Intellectualism is a sign of repressed trauma, you know.
Lucas Leavitt: Repressed Trauma-- oh, come on. That is a load of BULL, Hae--
Dr. Hae Kong: [YELL] DOCTOR.
** Lucas Leavitt flinches. **
Lucas Leavitt: [WHISPER] uh... d-doctor...
** Dr. Hae Kong sharply inhaled, twitching her eye. Before straightening herself out with a toothy grin.
Dr. Hae Kong: Full name.
Dr. Hae Kong: Please.
Lucas Leavitt: Lucas Leavitt. Uh, no middle name.
Dr. Hae Kong: Mrm...
** Dr. Hae Kong scribbled down.
Dr. Hae Kong: So Lucas would you consider yourself... repressed, traumatized, troubled?
** Lucas Leavitt uncomfortably adjusts himself to keep a closer eye on the doctor. **
Lucas Leavitt: Um... troubled, maybe. I mean, I guess I've seen a lot of people dying lately. A lot of people I cared about.
Lucas Leavitt: Uh, listen, h-- um, Doctor, I don't know how this is relevant to my injuries.
Dr. Hae Kong: When did you realize you hated your father?
** Dr. Hae Kong gave an invested look.
Lucas Leavitt: My *WHAT?* Uh, I never knew my father. I had two moms.
** Dr. Hae Kong grimaced, sucking in air through her teeth. "Wooph." She scribbled down, before standing up. "Alright that's all I needed."
Lucas Leavitt: Uh, what do you *MEAN* that's all you needed?
Dr. Hae Kong: Oh don't worry about it.
** Dr. Hae Kong grinned, stepping out.
Dr. Hae Kong: You're free to visit again.
Maddison '303' Whitney: You find out what you wanted to know?
Dr. Hae Kong: Mhm. Mommy issues.
Dr. Hae Kong: So morbid.
Jake Baquera: It's about survival, Doc.
** Dr. Hae Kong grasped a chair from the corner.
Jake Baquera: Gotta' get the element of surprise on these vatos.
Dr. Hae Kong: Anyways.
Lucas Leavitt: Well, we'll have to figure out *something.* I don't know if we gotta look closer at Brooklyn, or try and hunt one of those freaks down and dissect it, or what.
Dr. Hae Kong: Please give the patient some space, he has to be evaluated.
Lucas Leavitt: Uh-- evaluated?
Dr. Hae Kong: Psychological evaluation, it's normal after a traumatic experience.
Dr. Hae Kong: So!
** Dr. Hae Kong crossed her legs, clicking her pen and pulling out her clipboard. "Name."
Jake Baquera: You're kicking us out?
** Maddison '303' Whitney watched for a moment at that... She then started heading for the exit, before saying "Hey! Doc, if you wanna get the truth out of him embarrassment works real well!"
** Jake Baquera trails her.
Lucas Leavitt: Uh-- L-- uh, Lucas--
Dr. Hae Kong: Full. Name.
Lucas Leavitt: Oh, come on, Maddie, that's a low blow.
Lucas Leavitt: I'm in poor shape! How're you gonna kick a man when he's down!
** Lucas Leavitt turns to Demi. "Don't leave me with this lady. She's gonna start trepanning me or something."
** Dr. Hae Kong sighed, rolling her eyes.
Dr. Hae Kong: Anti-Intellectualism is a sign of repressed trauma, you know.
Lucas Leavitt: Repressed Trauma-- oh, come on. That is a load of BULL, Hae--
Dr. Hae Kong: [YELL] DOCTOR.
** Lucas Leavitt flinches. **
Lucas Leavitt: [WHISPER] uh... d-doctor...
** Dr. Hae Kong sharply inhaled, twitching her eye. Before straightening herself out with a toothy grin.
Dr. Hae Kong: Full name.
Dr. Hae Kong: Please.
Lucas Leavitt: Lucas Leavitt. Uh, no middle name.
Dr. Hae Kong: Mrm...
** Dr. Hae Kong scribbled down.
Dr. Hae Kong: So Lucas would you consider yourself... repressed, traumatized, troubled?
** Lucas Leavitt uncomfortably adjusts himself to keep a closer eye on the doctor. **
Lucas Leavitt: Um... troubled, maybe. I mean, I guess I've seen a lot of people dying lately. A lot of people I cared about.
Lucas Leavitt: Uh, listen, h-- um, Doctor, I don't know how this is relevant to my injuries.
Dr. Hae Kong: When did you realize you hated your father?
** Dr. Hae Kong gave an invested look.
Lucas Leavitt: My *WHAT?* Uh, I never knew my father. I had two moms.
** Dr. Hae Kong grimaced, sucking in air through her teeth. "Wooph." She scribbled down, before standing up. "Alright that's all I needed."
Lucas Leavitt: Uh, what do you *MEAN* that's all you needed?
Dr. Hae Kong: Oh don't worry about it.
** Dr. Hae Kong grinned, stepping out.
Dr. Hae Kong: You're free to visit again.
Maddison '303' Whitney: You find out what you wanted to know?
Dr. Hae Kong: Mhm. Mommy issues.
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** Dr. Hae Kong blinked
Maddison '303' Whitney: You did this same shit when I called them 'anti-fags' instead of 'anti-fati's
Maddison '303' Whitney: How do you even shorten anti-fatigue? Fuck it- I'll just call them 'stims'.
Lucas Leavitt: okay, my eyes were closed there. my bad. but that one's still bad.
Lucas Leavitt: I prefer stims yeah.
(Chinese) Dr. Hae Kong: Junkies.
** Dr. Hae Kong scoffed
Lucas Leavitt: uh-- in my defense, doc--
** Lucas Leavitt turns to stare at Doctor Hae Kong with full understanding. **
** Maddison '303' Whitney looked to Kong, then to Lucas, before saying "Translation."
Lucas Leavitt: *she's* the junkie.
Lucas Leavitt: I usually stay out of that stuff.
** Dr. Hae Kong blinked with abject HORROR on her face. She was mortified by the idea of someone speaking her language.
Maddison '303' Whitney: Oh- did you... Did you not know?
(Chinese) Lucas Leavitt: Yeah. Gotcha bitch.
** Lucas Leavitt grins mischievously. **
(Chinese) Dr. Hae Kong: One more word.
** Dr. Hae Kong twitched her eye
Maddison '303' Whitney: Yo también puedo hablar otro idioma putas
** Lucas Leavitt pauses for exactly one beat. **
(Chinese) Lucas Leavitt: Gubernatorial.
Maddison '303' Whitney: You did this same shit when I called them 'anti-fags' instead of 'anti-fati's
Maddison '303' Whitney: How do you even shorten anti-fatigue? Fuck it- I'll just call them 'stims'.
Lucas Leavitt: okay, my eyes were closed there. my bad. but that one's still bad.
Lucas Leavitt: I prefer stims yeah.
(Chinese) Dr. Hae Kong: Junkies.
** Dr. Hae Kong scoffed
Lucas Leavitt: uh-- in my defense, doc--
** Lucas Leavitt turns to stare at Doctor Hae Kong with full understanding. **
** Maddison '303' Whitney looked to Kong, then to Lucas, before saying "Translation."
Lucas Leavitt: *she's* the junkie.
Lucas Leavitt: I usually stay out of that stuff.
** Dr. Hae Kong blinked with abject HORROR on her face. She was mortified by the idea of someone speaking her language.
Maddison '303' Whitney: Oh- did you... Did you not know?
(Chinese) Lucas Leavitt: Yeah. Gotcha bitch.
** Lucas Leavitt grins mischievously. **
(Chinese) Dr. Hae Kong: One more word.
** Dr. Hae Kong twitched her eye
Maddison '303' Whitney: Yo también puedo hablar otro idioma putas
** Lucas Leavitt pauses for exactly one beat. **
(Chinese) Lucas Leavitt: Gubernatorial.
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Kairos Agon: Lucas?
** Kairos slowly strolls in. **
** Lucas Leavitt looks up from the floor, blinking the tears away. "K-- Kairos? Is this... is this it?"
** Kairos Agon tilts her head to the side, "What do you mean?" She walks closer, offering a hand down, "Come on, we must continue - Brooklyn awaits."
Lucas Leavitt: Brooklyn--
Lucas Leavitt: No... no-- she's-- she's *alive.*
** Karol slowly peeks his head within... **
** Lucas Leavitt's eyes slowly trail up Kairos's vest until he searches her face. **
** Kairos Agon stares back at him, her presence felt, she deeply exhales, kneeling, "Fate does not offer patience, Luke."
** Karol Norin-Rudstrom braced himself against the door and quietly made his entrance. His face is pale, bloodless - though his jacket, shredded, the burns from the Pulse having long-since subsided and the shredded mass of cloth and blood concealing the worst of his injury. His voice cuts through the fog.
** An Icon of Will. **
Karol Norin-Rudstrom: .. You don't need to remain here.
** Kairos Agon turns her head to Karol with a smile, "Indeed. We have done great work. We have made them proud, no?"
** Karol Norin-Rudstrom turned his gaze from Kairos and over to Lucas, he raises a hand. It's.. strange to say, certainly the Pope within Rome would not agree, but the angle of the light and how it plays upon his pale features. Upon his hair. It was almost as though his presence as an Icon of Will, almost canonized his appearance. He seemed almost to stand impossibly tall, and this dim, he delivers unto Lucas a commandment.
Karol Norin-Rudstrom: Lucas. We do not suffer, despite it's best efforts - dishonour's breath does not stain our names.
Karol Norin-Rudstrom: You must listen-
Karol Norin-Rudstrom: -those above require you more than us, and by this point it is not too late. You must continue to bring them toward that place, you know the one, and deliver upon the impossible task you have been given.
Karol Norin-Rudstrom: Certainly, the outcome may be pre-destined. And there is no telling what will remain for you to go to, once the smoke clears, but know this.
Karol Norin-Rudstrom: Perhaps it does not matter how it Ends. But.. perhaps how one *reaches* that End, is that which he covet the most.
Karol Norin-Rudstrom: You understand this, I would hope?
** Lucas Leavitt blinks away the tears. It's the hardest thing to stand, and to step away from Kairos, but somehow... somehow he manages. "I-- I understand."
** Kairos Agon slowly stands as well, looking at him, with a smile, "Brother," she lowers her hands by her side, "Look at me."
** Lucas Leavitt looks. His jaw trembles. Tears run free once more. It takes every last ounce of willpower not to tell her how sorry he is.
** Kairos Agon raises her goggles to her face, smirking, "Not one bark for me? It's alright - I suppose I can owe you this at least," she extends her arms out and surrounds his torso with them, tucking in tight, her warmth and comfort could be felt for what was a fleeting moment, as her form slowly disintegrates into dust, floating peacefully throughout the ships interior room.
** Lucas Leavitt laughs and cries all at once, clutching her like his life depended on it. **
Lucas Leavitt: Thank you. Thank you for-- for everything--
** Before his eyes she disappears, her remnants of particles slowly disappearing into the air around them. **
** Lucas Leavitt looks down at his hands, then up to Karol.
** Karol Norin-Rudstrom shifted down from the door frame. As he approached Lucas, wafting through the dust of what once was - the uncanonized Saint's wounds seem to regress. To mend. To heal. To Forgive and Forget. In his path, ice, and snow as this facsimile of reality - this place of torture melts away. As he reaches Lucas, he merely extends a hand. Not to pat the man on the shoulder as though he were a child, but to extend grace as though Lucas were an equal.
Karol Norin-Rudstrom: Come with me. I will see you out.
** Lucas Leavitt takes Karol's hand with a smile. "You always did know where we were going, didn't you?"
** For once: Truth.
Karol Norin-Rudstrom: .. Not at all. The Math was never exact.
Karol Norin-Rudstrom: I merely staked it on Faith, and Will.
** Karol Norin-Rudstrom looked upwards toward the ceiling as the facsimile continued to melt and wrest itself from the mind of Lucas, and with it, Karol shakes Lucas' hand - as he quietly joins the ever-growing cold. It wasn't unpleasant, not daunting. It felt as though.. Lucas were to feel the first of fresh snowfall, upon his skin.
** Fresh snowfall. Fresh air. Lucas Leavitt closes his eyes and breathes.
** By the time his eyes open, Karol has faded into The Longing.
Lucas Leavitt: [WHISPER] ...faith and will...
** Kairos slowly strolls in. **
** Lucas Leavitt looks up from the floor, blinking the tears away. "K-- Kairos? Is this... is this it?"
** Kairos Agon tilts her head to the side, "What do you mean?" She walks closer, offering a hand down, "Come on, we must continue - Brooklyn awaits."
Lucas Leavitt: Brooklyn--
Lucas Leavitt: No... no-- she's-- she's *alive.*
** Karol slowly peeks his head within... **
** Lucas Leavitt's eyes slowly trail up Kairos's vest until he searches her face. **
** Kairos Agon stares back at him, her presence felt, she deeply exhales, kneeling, "Fate does not offer patience, Luke."
** Karol Norin-Rudstrom braced himself against the door and quietly made his entrance. His face is pale, bloodless - though his jacket, shredded, the burns from the Pulse having long-since subsided and the shredded mass of cloth and blood concealing the worst of his injury. His voice cuts through the fog.
** An Icon of Will. **
Karol Norin-Rudstrom: .. You don't need to remain here.
** Kairos Agon turns her head to Karol with a smile, "Indeed. We have done great work. We have made them proud, no?"
** Karol Norin-Rudstrom turned his gaze from Kairos and over to Lucas, he raises a hand. It's.. strange to say, certainly the Pope within Rome would not agree, but the angle of the light and how it plays upon his pale features. Upon his hair. It was almost as though his presence as an Icon of Will, almost canonized his appearance. He seemed almost to stand impossibly tall, and this dim, he delivers unto Lucas a commandment.
Karol Norin-Rudstrom: Lucas. We do not suffer, despite it's best efforts - dishonour's breath does not stain our names.
Karol Norin-Rudstrom: You must listen-
Karol Norin-Rudstrom: -those above require you more than us, and by this point it is not too late. You must continue to bring them toward that place, you know the one, and deliver upon the impossible task you have been given.
Karol Norin-Rudstrom: Certainly, the outcome may be pre-destined. And there is no telling what will remain for you to go to, once the smoke clears, but know this.
Karol Norin-Rudstrom: Perhaps it does not matter how it Ends. But.. perhaps how one *reaches* that End, is that which he covet the most.
Karol Norin-Rudstrom: You understand this, I would hope?
** Lucas Leavitt blinks away the tears. It's the hardest thing to stand, and to step away from Kairos, but somehow... somehow he manages. "I-- I understand."
** Kairos Agon slowly stands as well, looking at him, with a smile, "Brother," she lowers her hands by her side, "Look at me."
** Lucas Leavitt looks. His jaw trembles. Tears run free once more. It takes every last ounce of willpower not to tell her how sorry he is.
** Kairos Agon raises her goggles to her face, smirking, "Not one bark for me? It's alright - I suppose I can owe you this at least," she extends her arms out and surrounds his torso with them, tucking in tight, her warmth and comfort could be felt for what was a fleeting moment, as her form slowly disintegrates into dust, floating peacefully throughout the ships interior room.
** Lucas Leavitt laughs and cries all at once, clutching her like his life depended on it. **
Lucas Leavitt: Thank you. Thank you for-- for everything--
** Before his eyes she disappears, her remnants of particles slowly disappearing into the air around them. **
** Lucas Leavitt looks down at his hands, then up to Karol.
** Karol Norin-Rudstrom shifted down from the door frame. As he approached Lucas, wafting through the dust of what once was - the uncanonized Saint's wounds seem to regress. To mend. To heal. To Forgive and Forget. In his path, ice, and snow as this facsimile of reality - this place of torture melts away. As he reaches Lucas, he merely extends a hand. Not to pat the man on the shoulder as though he were a child, but to extend grace as though Lucas were an equal.
Karol Norin-Rudstrom: Come with me. I will see you out.
** Lucas Leavitt takes Karol's hand with a smile. "You always did know where we were going, didn't you?"
** For once: Truth.
Karol Norin-Rudstrom: .. Not at all. The Math was never exact.
Karol Norin-Rudstrom: I merely staked it on Faith, and Will.
** Karol Norin-Rudstrom looked upwards toward the ceiling as the facsimile continued to melt and wrest itself from the mind of Lucas, and with it, Karol shakes Lucas' hand - as he quietly joins the ever-growing cold. It wasn't unpleasant, not daunting. It felt as though.. Lucas were to feel the first of fresh snowfall, upon his skin.
** Fresh snowfall. Fresh air. Lucas Leavitt closes his eyes and breathes.
** By the time his eyes open, Karol has faded into The Longing.
Lucas Leavitt: [WHISPER] ...faith and will...
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** 'Hello...Schrhahaqqqqzzzzz' The voice faded rapidly in and out. **
Brooklyn McGowan: Errr--
** Brooklyn McGowan slows her roll. She tries to dial it back to the correct frequency. **
** She dialed it back, and instead of a conversation another pre-recorded message was sent. 'City 42, now known as Tehran...Has collapsed. A failed coup resulted in total death to the Combine forces within the city...We are free, brothers and sisters, and we will all join you together in a new world free from the parasites. Inshallah.' The accented voice went away, and the group are left to digest this information, only for a few more words to slip in. An elderly man speaks. **
Lucas Leavitt: What?
Lucas Leavitt: Oh, shit.
** CMC.INFCON.i3.18125 cannot help but get a sinking feeling from that despite his current predicament.
** Dr. Thekla Gisela Schwarzkopf's attention was dragged to the console.
** 'City 17 reporting! We are cutting this transmission due to the week straight talking! Men are needed within the Northern region...City 98 is on the brink! We are requesting urgent assistance so that we can continue our /important/ work here in City 17...We wish you all luck!' **
Dr. Thekla Gisela Schwarzkopf: They claim 42 has fallen?
Dr. Thekla Gisela Schwarzkopf: How interesting.
Dr. Thekla Gisela Schwarzkopf: If that is true then the Union just lost a major synthetic hub.
Lucas Leavitt: Yep. And our friends in 98 sound like they're still in business.
Dr. Thekla Gisela Schwarzkopf: Best to listen with a hint of... doubt.
CMC.INFCON.i3.18125: It's a strange feeling.
CMC.INFCON.i3.18125: I am not quite sure how to describe it.
Brooklyn McGowan: Doesn't feel...Real.
Brooklyn McGowan: Errr--
** Brooklyn McGowan slows her roll. She tries to dial it back to the correct frequency. **
** She dialed it back, and instead of a conversation another pre-recorded message was sent. 'City 42, now known as Tehran...Has collapsed. A failed coup resulted in total death to the Combine forces within the city...We are free, brothers and sisters, and we will all join you together in a new world free from the parasites. Inshallah.' The accented voice went away, and the group are left to digest this information, only for a few more words to slip in. An elderly man speaks. **
Lucas Leavitt: What?
Lucas Leavitt: Oh, shit.
** CMC.INFCON.i3.18125 cannot help but get a sinking feeling from that despite his current predicament.
** Dr. Thekla Gisela Schwarzkopf's attention was dragged to the console.
** 'City 17 reporting! We are cutting this transmission due to the week straight talking! Men are needed within the Northern region...City 98 is on the brink! We are requesting urgent assistance so that we can continue our /important/ work here in City 17...We wish you all luck!' **
Dr. Thekla Gisela Schwarzkopf: They claim 42 has fallen?
Dr. Thekla Gisela Schwarzkopf: How interesting.
Dr. Thekla Gisela Schwarzkopf: If that is true then the Union just lost a major synthetic hub.
Lucas Leavitt: Yep. And our friends in 98 sound like they're still in business.
Dr. Thekla Gisela Schwarzkopf: Best to listen with a hint of... doubt.
CMC.INFCON.i3.18125: It's a strange feeling.
CMC.INFCON.i3.18125: I am not quite sure how to describe it.
Brooklyn McGowan: Doesn't feel...Real.
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Kaiaka Kane says ''You two are twinning! So cute!''
Demitra Kuryakin says ''Huh?''
Lucas Leavitt says ''Huh? Oh!''
Demitra Kuryakin says ''Oh, yes!''
Kaiaka Kane says ''His hair is almost as long as yours too!''
Demitra Kuryakin says ''And it is so fluffy, no?''
Lucas Leavitt says ''It's getting a little crazy. I might have to start tying it back or cutting it or something. Or maybe get like, a bandana...''
Demitra Kuryakin says ''Hmmmm. Maybe no.''
Lucas Leavitt says ''No? You don't think so?''
Demitra Kuryakin says ''You would look handsome if you let your hair wave when you--''
Kaiaka Kane says ''I used to work as a stylist!''
Demitra Kuryakin says ''Ooooh!''
Kaiaka Kane motions to the trunk. "Sit...Sit."
Demitra Kuryakin moved over and gently nudged Lucas to sit onto the trunk.
Lucas Leavitt says ''Uh-- okay, just don't fuck my shit up.''
Lucas Leavitt sits down on the trunk.
Kaiaka Kane [Mickee]: [LOCAL-OOC] this roll will rely on how good it is...
Lucas Leavitt [pants™]: [LOCAL-OOC] NOOOOOOOO NOT THE ROLL!!!!!!!
Kaiaka Kane [Mickee]: [LOCAL-OOC] Better hope I roll as high as usual
Kaiaka Kane rolled 1d20: (17) = 17
Kaiaka Kane [Mickee]: [LOCAL-OOC] lucky
Lucas Leavitt [pants™]: [LOCAL-OOC] oh sweet christ thank god
Demitra Kuryakin says ''Huh?''
Lucas Leavitt says ''Huh? Oh!''
Demitra Kuryakin says ''Oh, yes!''
Kaiaka Kane says ''His hair is almost as long as yours too!''
Demitra Kuryakin says ''And it is so fluffy, no?''
Lucas Leavitt says ''It's getting a little crazy. I might have to start tying it back or cutting it or something. Or maybe get like, a bandana...''
Demitra Kuryakin says ''Hmmmm. Maybe no.''
Lucas Leavitt says ''No? You don't think so?''
Demitra Kuryakin says ''You would look handsome if you let your hair wave when you--''
Kaiaka Kane says ''I used to work as a stylist!''
Demitra Kuryakin says ''Ooooh!''
Kaiaka Kane motions to the trunk. "Sit...Sit."
Demitra Kuryakin moved over and gently nudged Lucas to sit onto the trunk.
Lucas Leavitt says ''Uh-- okay, just don't fuck my shit up.''
Lucas Leavitt sits down on the trunk.
Kaiaka Kane [Mickee]: [LOCAL-OOC] this roll will rely on how good it is...
Lucas Leavitt [pants™]: [LOCAL-OOC] NOOOOOOOO NOT THE ROLL!!!!!!!
Kaiaka Kane [Mickee]: [LOCAL-OOC] Better hope I roll as high as usual
Kaiaka Kane rolled 1d20: (17) = 17
Kaiaka Kane [Mickee]: [LOCAL-OOC] lucky
Lucas Leavitt [pants™]: [LOCAL-OOC] oh sweet christ thank god
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Arina Pushkin says ''You're short.''
Maddison '303' Whitney just stood there for a moment... "So... You have eyes?"
Arina Pushkin says ''Yes.''
Arina Pushkin responded bluntly
Arina Pushkin stared
Maddison '303' Whitney just stood there... She didn't look amused... Though she never did... Except for maybe in the bunker- but she'd been wearing a mask, so who knew.
Maddison '303' Whitney says ''Well I'm going to go hose myself off and watch dudes beat the shit out of eachother while covered in baby oil.''
Arina Pushkin says ''Do you have drugs?''
Arina Pushkin says ''That sounds like something only pleasureable when elevated.''
Maddison '303' Whitney says ''Yes. I do.''
Arina Pushkin says ''Mrm.''
[L] ** Maddison '303' Whitney wanders off with that. Apparently off to go get high and watch her baby-oil coated soap opera...
Arina Pushkin yells ''I like getting high too.''
Maddison '303' Whitney just stood there for a moment... "So... You have eyes?"
Arina Pushkin says ''Yes.''
Arina Pushkin responded bluntly
Arina Pushkin stared
Maddison '303' Whitney just stood there... She didn't look amused... Though she never did... Except for maybe in the bunker- but she'd been wearing a mask, so who knew.
Maddison '303' Whitney says ''Well I'm going to go hose myself off and watch dudes beat the shit out of eachother while covered in baby oil.''
Arina Pushkin says ''Do you have drugs?''
Arina Pushkin says ''That sounds like something only pleasureable when elevated.''
Maddison '303' Whitney says ''Yes. I do.''
Arina Pushkin says ''Mrm.''
[L] ** Maddison '303' Whitney wanders off with that. Apparently off to go get high and watch her baby-oil coated soap opera...
Arina Pushkin yells ''I like getting high too.''
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Lucas Leavitt says ''You were right, Arthur. I was being fucking stupid. I was only going to get us killed. So I'm FIXING it.''
Arthur Evans says ''This ain't fixin' shit man besides yer fuckin' ego.''
Arthur Evans says ''It. Ain't. Worth it.''
Lucas Leavitt glares at Arthur, but then his head snaps to the side like he heard something. He shakes his head.
Lucas Leavitt says ''She's a *threat.*''
Lucas Leavitt says ''I'm *handling* it.''
Maddison '303' Whitney says ''This is retarded. You're not handling it, you're on some ego-suicidal rush. Men are so into this sort of shit. But you know what?''
Arthur Evans says ''Naw, man. She ain't a threat, that's what she wants you to think. We're fuckin' leavin' soon.''
Maddison '303' Whitney says ''It's not my fucking problem.''
Lucas Leavitt says ''We are.''
Lucas Leavitt says ''Real soon.''
Arthur Evans says ''Then come on then, man.''
Lucas Leavitt's tone is flat. "I'll meet you back at the inn."
Arthur Evans shifts his jaw from side to side, "We're either goin' back together or not at all."
Arthur Evans says ''I ain't walkin' off again.''
Lucas Leavitt says ''Arthur. I said I'm FINE.''
Arthur Evans says ''Tired of walkin' away.''
Lucas Leavitt says ''I-- I HAVE to DO THIS.''
Arthur Evans says ''You don't.''
Lucas Leavitt's voice is harsh, but he can see tears running from beneath Lucas's aviators. "I DO. I HAVE TO."
Arthur Evans stands, deeply exhaling, "It ain't gonna bring her back."
Lucas Leavitt says ''NOTHING will. Because *I KILLED her.*''
Lucas Leavitt says ''But I'll be damned if I let that BITCH say it to my face.''
Arthur Evans says ''That's bullshit, you know it. There ain't nothin' different that ya coulda done there to save her.''
Arthur Evans says ''Fuckin' thing swallowed those HORIZON agents like a snack.''
Arthur Evans says ''Morgan's prolly lookin' for our asses right fuckin' now, tryin' to get a bead on us.''
Arthur Evans says ''We need to head back.''
Lucas Leavitt says ''Then LET ME GO.''
Arthur Evans says ''No.''
Lucas Leavitt says ''I can DO THIS. PLEASE.''
Arthur Evans deeply exhales, biting his lower lip, "Naw man. They need you just as you need them."
Lucas Leavitt yells ''ARTHUR, PLEASE.''
Lucas Leavitt stomps his foot frustratedly.
Arthur Evans says ''Lucas, ya got three seconds man.''
[202 MHz] Morgan Hess says ''Makes a lot of sense... hiding once a consequence comes for you being a ditsy nice guy. Fuck off with wasting my time.''
Lucas Leavitt says ''Arthur. Just-- just *go.*''
Lucas Leavitt says ''Please.''
[202 MHz] Morgan Hess says ''Goodbye.''
[202 MHz] Lucas Leavitt says ''DON'T YOU FUCKING LEAVE.''
Arthur Evans raises his new rifle towards Lucas, "Don't."
Lucas Leavitt shakes with nervous energy. Desperation. Grief.
Lucas Leavitt says ''Arthur. I-- I have to. Please. Please.''
Arthur Evans says ''After all ya been through, ya ain't dyin' to some stupid bitch with a normal-ass gun, dawg.''
Arthur Evans says ''It ain't what I want.''
Arthur Evans says ''It ain't what the crew wants.''
Arthur Evans says ''It ain't what Demi woulda wanted.''
Arthur Evans says ''And deep down. It ain't what you want.''
Lucas Leavitt says ''I'm--''
Lucas Leavitt yells ''I'm--!''
Lucas Leavitt lets out a quiet sob. "Arthur. I can /do/ this. I can. You have to believe me. Please. Just this once. Let me fix this.
Arthur Evans says ''You can fix this by headin' back with me.''
Arthur Evans slowly lowers his rifle.
Lucas Leavitt's shoulders drop in defeat. He exhales slowly. "Okay. Okay..." he starts walking towards Arthur.
Arthur Evans eyes him cautiously, "She's fuckin' left anyways. Ain't no point in us gettin' spotted by a goddam Hunter or somethin'." He backs up slightly and tips his head towards the sewer entrance, "Let's get outta here, man."
Lucas Leavitt hesitates. But then he hears HER voice in his ear. "Little Coward," she whispers to him. He abruptly attempts to snatch the gun out of Arthur's grasp.
Arthur Evans blinks a few times, attempting to shove Lucas away with the heavy rifle.
Lucas Leavitt firmly plants his boot into Arthur's gut and pushes HARD, while pulling with both hands on the gun.
The rifle's sling slips over Arthur's head as Lucas pulls, using his entire body for leverage, "FUCK YOU DOIN'-?" He would lean forward in an attempt to get on top of Lucas.
Lucas Leavitt thrashes wildly with pure desperation, and brings the gun up and bashes Arthur on the chin with it.
Arthur Evans is bashed on the chin, stumbling backwards onto a knee, planting his hands on the ground, looking up at Lucas and shaking his head in disappointment, "Fuckin' go on, man. If this is what yer fuckin' /fix/ looks like, then keep goin'."
Lucas Leavitt stumbles backwards, holding the OICW still. His glasses were knocked further down his nose during the struggle, and Arthur can see his eyes are wide with a crazed, scared look. He looks down at the gun, and then abruptly throws it over the rock wall and BOLTS.
Arthur Evans just watches, his only movement being the shaking his head and yelling out, "FIX IT, THEN."
[202 MHz] Arthur Evans says ''Lucas is goin' to meet her, I fuckin' tried but he smashed me in the goddam jaw.''
[202 MHz] Lucas Leavitt says ''<wind rushes past the microphone. Lucas is clearly running, but his voice is still audible.> I'm sorry. I'm so fucking sorry, Arthur.''
Arthur Evans says ''This ain't fixin' shit man besides yer fuckin' ego.''
Arthur Evans says ''It. Ain't. Worth it.''
Lucas Leavitt glares at Arthur, but then his head snaps to the side like he heard something. He shakes his head.
Lucas Leavitt says ''She's a *threat.*''
Lucas Leavitt says ''I'm *handling* it.''
Maddison '303' Whitney says ''This is retarded. You're not handling it, you're on some ego-suicidal rush. Men are so into this sort of shit. But you know what?''
Arthur Evans says ''Naw, man. She ain't a threat, that's what she wants you to think. We're fuckin' leavin' soon.''
Maddison '303' Whitney says ''It's not my fucking problem.''
Lucas Leavitt says ''We are.''
Lucas Leavitt says ''Real soon.''
Arthur Evans says ''Then come on then, man.''
Lucas Leavitt's tone is flat. "I'll meet you back at the inn."
Arthur Evans shifts his jaw from side to side, "We're either goin' back together or not at all."
Arthur Evans says ''I ain't walkin' off again.''
Lucas Leavitt says ''Arthur. I said I'm FINE.''
Arthur Evans says ''Tired of walkin' away.''
Lucas Leavitt says ''I-- I HAVE to DO THIS.''
Arthur Evans says ''You don't.''
Lucas Leavitt's voice is harsh, but he can see tears running from beneath Lucas's aviators. "I DO. I HAVE TO."
Arthur Evans stands, deeply exhaling, "It ain't gonna bring her back."
Lucas Leavitt says ''NOTHING will. Because *I KILLED her.*''
Lucas Leavitt says ''But I'll be damned if I let that BITCH say it to my face.''
Arthur Evans says ''That's bullshit, you know it. There ain't nothin' different that ya coulda done there to save her.''
Arthur Evans says ''Fuckin' thing swallowed those HORIZON agents like a snack.''
Arthur Evans says ''Morgan's prolly lookin' for our asses right fuckin' now, tryin' to get a bead on us.''
Arthur Evans says ''We need to head back.''
Lucas Leavitt says ''Then LET ME GO.''
Arthur Evans says ''No.''
Lucas Leavitt says ''I can DO THIS. PLEASE.''
Arthur Evans deeply exhales, biting his lower lip, "Naw man. They need you just as you need them."
Lucas Leavitt yells ''ARTHUR, PLEASE.''
Lucas Leavitt stomps his foot frustratedly.
Arthur Evans says ''Lucas, ya got three seconds man.''
[202 MHz] Morgan Hess says ''Makes a lot of sense... hiding once a consequence comes for you being a ditsy nice guy. Fuck off with wasting my time.''
Lucas Leavitt says ''Arthur. Just-- just *go.*''
Lucas Leavitt says ''Please.''
[202 MHz] Morgan Hess says ''Goodbye.''
[202 MHz] Lucas Leavitt says ''DON'T YOU FUCKING LEAVE.''
Arthur Evans raises his new rifle towards Lucas, "Don't."
Lucas Leavitt shakes with nervous energy. Desperation. Grief.
Lucas Leavitt says ''Arthur. I-- I have to. Please. Please.''
Arthur Evans says ''After all ya been through, ya ain't dyin' to some stupid bitch with a normal-ass gun, dawg.''
Arthur Evans says ''It ain't what I want.''
Arthur Evans says ''It ain't what the crew wants.''
Arthur Evans says ''It ain't what Demi woulda wanted.''
Arthur Evans says ''And deep down. It ain't what you want.''
Lucas Leavitt says ''I'm--''
Lucas Leavitt yells ''I'm--!''
Lucas Leavitt lets out a quiet sob. "Arthur. I can /do/ this. I can. You have to believe me. Please. Just this once. Let me fix this.
Arthur Evans says ''You can fix this by headin' back with me.''
Arthur Evans slowly lowers his rifle.
Lucas Leavitt's shoulders drop in defeat. He exhales slowly. "Okay. Okay..." he starts walking towards Arthur.
Arthur Evans eyes him cautiously, "She's fuckin' left anyways. Ain't no point in us gettin' spotted by a goddam Hunter or somethin'." He backs up slightly and tips his head towards the sewer entrance, "Let's get outta here, man."
Lucas Leavitt hesitates. But then he hears HER voice in his ear. "Little Coward," she whispers to him. He abruptly attempts to snatch the gun out of Arthur's grasp.
Arthur Evans blinks a few times, attempting to shove Lucas away with the heavy rifle.
Lucas Leavitt firmly plants his boot into Arthur's gut and pushes HARD, while pulling with both hands on the gun.
The rifle's sling slips over Arthur's head as Lucas pulls, using his entire body for leverage, "FUCK YOU DOIN'-?" He would lean forward in an attempt to get on top of Lucas.
Lucas Leavitt thrashes wildly with pure desperation, and brings the gun up and bashes Arthur on the chin with it.
Arthur Evans is bashed on the chin, stumbling backwards onto a knee, planting his hands on the ground, looking up at Lucas and shaking his head in disappointment, "Fuckin' go on, man. If this is what yer fuckin' /fix/ looks like, then keep goin'."
Lucas Leavitt stumbles backwards, holding the OICW still. His glasses were knocked further down his nose during the struggle, and Arthur can see his eyes are wide with a crazed, scared look. He looks down at the gun, and then abruptly throws it over the rock wall and BOLTS.
Arthur Evans just watches, his only movement being the shaking his head and yelling out, "FIX IT, THEN."
[202 MHz] Arthur Evans says ''Lucas is goin' to meet her, I fuckin' tried but he smashed me in the goddam jaw.''
[202 MHz] Lucas Leavitt says ''<wind rushes past the microphone. Lucas is clearly running, but his voice is still audible.> I'm sorry. I'm so fucking sorry, Arthur.''
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[202 MHz] Glenn McGallager says ''Both of you shut the fuck up and clear comms for important communications. Deal with it in person. Glenn out.''
[202 MHz] Morgan Hess says ''That's what I'm fuckin' doing but Lucas is a coward.''
[202 MHz] Morgan Hess says ''Murderous rat!''
[202 MHz] Lucas Leavitt says ''Name a time and place and I'll kick your pretty teeth down your goddamn throat.''
[202 MHz] Morgan Hess says ''Meet me at the water tower. You've got a few minutes before I continue walking. Lying piece of shit...''
[202 MHz] Arthur Evans says ''Lucas, don't do it man, whatever ya think the turnout will be that's goin' on in your head, it ain't worth it.''
(Russian) Demitra Kuryakin whispers ''Pretty, huh? See you're as fast as you are accurate.''
[202 MHz] Morgan Hess says ''Yeah, he's used to avoiding consequences at letting other people die for his mistakes. It'd fit perfectly.''
[202 MHz] Samiha '161' Al Kattan says ''What will be accomplished by killing each other?''
Lucas Leavitt says ''That's it. She's dead. I'll be back in an hour, tops.''
Lucas Leavitt stalks off, irritated.
...
(Russian) Demitra Kuryakin whispers ''I did die, huh?''
Lucas Leavitt shakes his head furiously. Intrusive thoughts. That's all they were.
[202 MHz] Arthur Evans says ''You're a fuckin' waste of air, Morgan. Nobody is perfect, you included - get the fuck over yerself.''
(Russian) Demitra Kuryakin says ''Oh, but I was, wasn't I?''
[202 MHz] Morgan Hess says ''Never said I was you stupid fuck...''
[202 MHz] Arthur Evans says ''Ya sure actin' like it.''
(Russian) Demitra Kuryakin says ''Perfect.''
(Russian) Demitra Kuryakin says ''Kind.''
(Russian) Demitra Kuryakin says ''Gentle.''
(Russian) Lucas Leavitt yells out ''STOP! You're not-- YOU'RE NOT HER!''
(Russian) Demitra Kuryakin says ''But I am.''
Lucas Leavitt swings around, looking all over the place with frantic eyes.
(Russian) Demitra Kuryakin says ''Missed.''
Lucas Leavitt reaches up and rubs at his temples.
(Russian) Lucas Leavitt yells out ''STOP. STOP!''
(Russian) Demitra Kuryakin whispers ''Never.''
...
(Russian) Demitra Kuryakin whispers ''Horrible marksman.''
(Russian) Lucas Leavitt yells out ''STOP it.''
(Russian) Demitra Kuryakin says ''Murderer.''
[202 MHz] Samiha '161' Al Kattan says ''You know where he is going.''
Maddison '303' Whitney yells ''Hey- fucking moron.''
Lucas Leavitt yells ''WHAT?!''
Lucas Leavitt snaps around to face Arthur and Maddison as he screams the word.
...
(Russian) Demitra Kuryakin whispers ''Do it now. Prove you aren't a coward who would kill his girlfriend because he was too weak to pry her from the grasp of a meager fungus.''
Lucas Leavitt stomps his foot frustratedly.
(Russian) Lucas Leavitt yells out ''STOP TALKING!''
(Russian) Demitra Kuryakin whispers ''Why? Because I'm right? Because you're a little coward?''
Arthur Evans says ''Lucas, ya got three seconds man.''
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