[ yippee the park is a place that io can absolutely be found. he is just laying in the grass in. whatever area you so choose, dealers choice, or he is leaned up against a tree with a book in their lap.
either way, he will give gregor a small wave of the fingers. ]
jk no it's a leather bound notebook that's in their lap. the handwriting is very messy and chicken scratch-like so it's easy to assume it's just a journal. looks like they are just recording the events of today. ]
You looked like you were enjoying yourself out there. And... all's well that ends well for the day.
It's nice to return to the earth, however. Nothing feels quite like the grass beneath my hands.
[holding it up to let him see... it's still in pretty similar condition because someone keeps forgetting to use the pods a bit longer because SOMEONE (oocly) keeps forgetting to submit for that]
-hey, not that I don't just want to spend time with you, I still do, but. You mind if I show you something?
[it was healed somewhat in his first round, at least! so the wound is closed, it's just still regrowing the hard shell of the carapace where it was broken.
he'll let io examine it but he's also passing over this.]
Adrastea said I oughta show you the first part of this. See about putting names to faces. I've got a roster, if you want it.
[ well ok give me this big arm, they're looking it over with a hum, brow furrowed a bit where it's broken. they don't quite touch, rather hover since they don't want to hurt it or anything. ]
Don't make me drag you by your ear to the medbay... looks alright for now... does it hurt still?
[ they'll take that thank you very much and lean back against the tree, humming. It seems fine while they read, tilting their head a bit...
Then, there's a sudden noise as they're reading, something kind of stifled. ]
Gloriana... That's... that's her... with the red hair.
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either way, he will give gregor a small wave of the fingers. ]
Quite the show out there. You have fun?
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[he's just taking a seat right next to him, checking out what book this is.]
I wasn't expecting it to end like that, but I won't complain.
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jk no it's a leather bound notebook that's in their lap. the handwriting is very messy and chicken scratch-like so it's easy to assume it's just a journal. looks like they are just recording the events of today. ]
You looked like you were enjoying yourself out there. And... all's well that ends well for the day.
It's nice to return to the earth, however. Nothing feels quite like the grass beneath my hands.
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[settling his normal hand in the grass, there.]
Not that space isn't interesting, but I like having my feet on the ground. Think this'll make it feel a little better.
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[ they pause in their writing in full and close the journal. ]
How's your arm been? Your injured one?
[ your Claw. ]
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[holding it up to let him see... it's still in pretty similar condition because someone keeps forgetting to use the pods a bit longer because SOMEONE (oocly) keeps forgetting to submit for that]
-hey, not that I don't just want to spend time with you, I still do, but. You mind if I show you something?
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Sure. You can show me anything you want.
If you let me examine your arm a bit...
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[it was healed somewhat in his first round, at least! so the wound is closed, it's just still regrowing the hard shell of the carapace where it was broken.
he'll let io examine it but he's also passing over this.]
Adrastea said I oughta show you the first part of this. See about putting names to faces. I've got a roster, if you want it.
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Don't make me drag you by your ear to the medbay... looks alright for now... does it hurt still?
[ they'll take that thank you very much and lean back against the tree, humming. It seems fine while they read, tilting their head a bit...
Then, there's a sudden noise as they're reading, something kind of stifled. ]
Gloriana... That's... that's her... with the red hair.
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Gloriana-- Commonbrook, I think they said, yeah? ... pretty familiar with her?
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there's a little sad smile that makes its way onto their face ]
She... taught me how to work alongside her on the medical team. [ pausing the log now. ] She was my boss.
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[affection week strikes again-- gregor quietly takes hold of one of his hands.]
You remember anything else about her?
[honestly, less to dig, and more to let him talk about her if he wants.]
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We matched for a time... after I got this on a mission. I remember. She had to help me get used to it. Had a goddamn peg for a leg.
Her callsign was Jolly Roger. Like a pirate.
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[his is literally tattooed on his damn arm.
he is quietly thinking about io just knowing a bunch of pirates, technically... one of the alternate gregors is a pirate...]
She sounds like a pretty great lady to have around, though.
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[ yours is MEAN ]
She was good. Very good... I've had surgical training, but she helped me adjust to everything here. Swore a lot, a little crass, but I liked it.
[ leaning back against the tree til their head thunks against it. ]
Gloriana...
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[he's
trying to gauge the fondness level here was this a Thing]
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[ pfft. ]
Yes? I mean... We were colleagues. And friends.
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[he can't judge off of a small amount of info ok]
... what happened to her?
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That's what I'm trying to remember too... but...
[ no idea basically. and their jaw clenches, because it really does bother them. ]
If it has anything to do with what is going on here... nothing good, I imagine...
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Mm. Yeah, probably not.
...if we can just figure out more about what exactly is going on here, maybe that'll help.
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Seeing them... even having a name to see on the roster at the same time. I feel like I can make some connections a bit at a time.
Wonder if whoever's in the video with Thebe and Thea works with either of them. Science Department or Hydroponics?
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[ a very sad, but somewhat satisfied smile makes its way onto his face. ]
... Thank you, Gregor.
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[that gets a little smile in return, slightly subdued. their sad io...]
Can I ask you something else I was wondering about?
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[ a firm nod. ]
Go for it.
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