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[yardbird]

[...That's weird.

[A week ago, Murphy was almost positive that he had misplaced his communicator. It's what got him into the pre-jump mess in the first place. After all, had he taken it with him before venturing into his personal bird-marked paths of the ship, he might not have contacted someone sooner. He couldn't have been in that mess in the first place.

[Now that Murphy's had some respite and sustenance, imagine to his surprise that he discovers a lonely communicator with his name (number) on it. Discarded nearby his own room, no less. Very weird.

[In any case, Murphy takes the liberty to skim through some of what he's missed (and ignores the eight unread messages that he dreads looking at). That's what he sees Anne's post, and the replies.

[He sighs. He's still having difficulty sorting out what happened in his head. Not just the fact that someone had been deliberately toying with him out there, but then there's Anne. And Alex. And so many other things to take into account, which he's not entirely ready to confront.

[Finding a seat in his room, he simply types out:]

If anybody's wondering what happened before the jump, I got lost.
Thought I had my communicator on me, but I guess I forgot it.
Won't happen again.

Sorry if I wasted your time.

Comments

[text]

[fuckinghysterical]

well at least youre not dead thats the important thing. c:

i mean no one else would send me weird messages if you were gone. c:

[LB totally knows what's important here.]

[text]

[yardbird]

I'm sure SOMEBODY would've come around eventually to fulfill the role.

[text]

[fuckinghysterical]

come on.

no one else could fill the role of self conscious monkey. :c

plus you still have to fulfill the perimeters of that mission haha.

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[savethebullshit]

[It seems like the sort of thing she shouldn't call or video message him about. Usually, she'd just wait around for him in their room and talk it out with him. But this odd and distant attitude... well, as shitty and childish as it makes her feel, she's terrified. Maybe because it's bringing her disturbingly similar memories of what occurred just before her divorce, or because it's so unlike him with how things have been with them for the past three months. Hell, for almost a year. He's always been so receptive to her and so willing and wanting to spend time together. And to talk. So, she just sends him a brief text, her throat a little dry]

You're a avoiding me

[not here]

[yardbird]

[Murphy, on the other hand, doesn't want to have this conversation right now. Actually, he doesn't want to have this conversation at all. So, AS ONE CAN EXPECT FROM A MATURE INDIVIDUAL...

[...He ignores this message.

[Sorry, Anne.]

[not here]

[savethebullshit]

[Anne leaves her communicator by her side while she lies in their room and waits for him. Sure, she could go pick up a few more security shifts, or she could grab some whiskey and deal with this the Murphy Pendleton way. But instead she just waits on her bed. She switches back and forth between her bed and his.

Minutes pass.

Hours.

Finally, she throws the device at the wall]

God dammit.

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[yellowroses]

Are people mad at you, Murphy?

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[yardbird]

[Well, he did recently get punched in the face by Alex. Murphy isn't sure just who else would be in line for that, really.]

...Don't worry. It's fine.

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[yellowroses]

But it was Mary's fault. I got lost and Murphy found me and I didn't bring the talking thingie and I'm sorry.

[ Because sniff sniff manipulative little girl sniff. ]

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[redhotsummers]

Glad you're alive, asshole.



[That's a <3 to you, Murph.]

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[yardbird]

[Back at'cha, bro.]

Yeah, me too. Means I won't be voodooed into a microwave.

[Long story short: Fucking Nepeta.]

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[redhotsummers]

...

...and why would that happen?

[logicunlocked]

Hey, man, that's an important piece of equipment. Glad to hear you're all right. You had a lot of people concerned.

[yardbird]

I get that, which is why I started taking it around with me from now on. Must've dropped it somewhere when I was leaving my room.

I'll make sure it doesn't happen again.

[logicunlocked]

I'm glad to hear that. For what it's worth I had faith in you. You're smart enough not to take one of those thing head-on. Unlike some people. We've got some real loose cannons on this boat.

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[jilt]

Murphy.

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[yardbird]

Er, hey...

[...Concerned now.]

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[jilt]

This had best not happen again. It's bad form to duck out before repaying debts owed.

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[handelaar]

Hurt?

[It's not like Murphy's ever said anything, oh, every single other time he's been injured.]

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[yardbird]

Not really...

[Just a little weak, with some scratches and bruises. Hey, he's cool.]

But I do think that I need to take a day to... take care of somethin'.

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[handelaar]

Huh.

[Surprised.]

S'fine - uh.



You know anyone else who knows how to drive those things.

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[triedtobe]

You got lost?

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[yardbird]

Not on purpose...

[No shit, Murphy. Who gets lost because they actually WANT to?

[...Well...]

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[purrfectlycute]

:33 < *ac smells a lie*
:33 < *if something wasnt up hed purrobably apologize through a video instead of a very sparse text message*
:33 < *but the relief she f33ls at s33ing her companion alive and hopefully unharmed manages to squash her desire to shake him*

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[yardbird]

[Oh god SORRY NEPETA AS MUCH AS HE WOULD LOVE TO ROLEPLAY WITH YOU WHENEVER, right now is a bad time.]

If I didn't look and feel like shit, I WOULD use video. This way is just easier.

I'm fine. I'll live in the long haul.