Topher Brink (
andblockbuster) wrote in
ataraxion2012-05-03 02:17 am
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003 (Video) ; I'm a word that no one ever wants to say...
[Hello, Tranquility. Here's Topher, recently exorcised and looking... Well, let's be real here. Topher looks like he got hit by a truck. His hair's messier than usual, he's ashen-faced, and there's a bandage around his left hand, which you can only just barely see because his hands are tucked tightly under his arms, like he's trying to pull himself into the smallest possible space.]
Is it over yet?
[He swallows.] ...Are they gone?
[For a moment, he looks like he might say something else, but there's just a long silence where nothing happens and he flips the communicator off with an aggravated and exhausted sigh. This has not been the best few weeks of his life and he's had a lot of terrible few weeks.]
Is it over yet?
[He swallows.] ...Are they gone?
[For a moment, he looks like he might say something else, but there's just a long silence where nothing happens and he flips the communicator off with an aggravated and exhausted sigh. This has not been the best few weeks of his life and he's had a lot of terrible few weeks.]

Re: [voice]
Yeah. Who knows? Maybe you've got good advice for the recently possessed. [Even his sense of humor is a little dry and fatalistic right now.]
[voice] --> [action i guess???]
I'll come 'round as soon as possible, and then we'll see what I can do for you.
[And when he does come around he'll totally not know... Topher's... name... and be very awkward about announcing his presence, because how do you do that without knowing someone's name??]
[action]
...O... kay.]
Please tell me I've either developed x-ray vision or this is just the first stage of the inevitable insanity.
[action]
He tilts his head.] Sorry, no. Probably should have mentioned, er. Being a skeleton. I forget to do that, sometimes. [Here look he's holding out a thermos-y kind of cup... glass... thing just take it.] Here's your tea.
[action]
Is it bad that I'm actually not as bothered by this as I probably should be? [He takes the thermos and opens the door a little further.] Might be the shock.
[action]
It might be, but then again, I think people on this ship are more prone to accepting the wildly unexpected. I found a chocolate bar, by the way. If you'd like that as well. I'm assuming space chocolate tastes about the same as Earth chocolate, at least.
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Would you like to talk about what happened, by the way? Sometimes it helps.
[action]
And, really, he ought to keep his mouth shut, but if you can't talk to a friendly skeleton about your horrible life, who can you talk to?] Not much to say, really. I woke up in the grav-couches in the backseat of my own head.
[action]
He doesn't move from near the door, though. It's not like he gets uncomfortable standing.] I can't imagine that was a very positive experience. [lol understatement, but he's trying to get you to talk topher, c'mon]
[action]
Not very. [He fumbles with the wrapping for a second, momentarily distracted.] I faded in and out. All those years of studying the human brain and suddenly the idea of becoming intimating familiar with the dark recesses of my own doesn't sound so cool anymore.
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