[ well! i will say this is probably later than gregor would like haha! there's been a lot to do but he is here... sleeping at last for a little bit and therefore, there is a dream of a grassy, golden field, a soft blue sky. it's a good day, maybe. the air smells alive - like it's green and lush - and there's sunlight, warm sunlight.
it's summer time.
he's just laying under a tree with a big black bull behind his head, hands folded over his stomach, though one unfolds and gives him a little wave. ]
[ bruh you guys really need to dream up recovery pods... please... ]
Not after those procedures. Sure they've utilized the pods to accelerate the healing, but I won't have them running around in a dangerous situation like that fresh from under the knife.
[ i imagine because this is a dream, he probably doesn't have the wounds at the moment actually. so he's just vibing tiredly here. he does look a lot more slumped than usual. but that's to be expected. still he kind of pauses, looking out onto the horizon where the gold grass is just wavering with a little more anxiety. ]
And yeah. I've been taken care of. So I'm just... resting. Must've fallen asleep on the cot.
I don't actually mind it that much... but I think the memory of this place is tied to it too tightly, and the intentions that were perhaps meant for us...
[ to use us... ]
The names had good meaning before. We were eight together, strangers, different, most of us didn't know anything about this technology.
Takashi... he was the one who named us. I cherish that... and I think I'll always care fondly for that name despite the stain on it, but I miss this one the most. The name my mother gave me.
... can't blame you for that. I think I'd feel the same.
[even if he weren't stuck with a rude callsign, just-- not going by gregor would be so strange. he'd miss hearing his name called. he'd wonder who he was.]
I'll keep using it if you miss it, then, Artemy. [...] -mein Schatz.
[faintly embarrassed after, maybe. he hasn't said it before.]
[ sometimes you guys get callsigns like matching sweaters and it's really nice actually because you're all moons around a big planet...
but sometimes it does remind you of being brain-controlled and manipulated, so. ]
I don't speak German - [ /lady gaga voice "but i can if you like" (no) ] - just Russian and Kin. That's what that sounds like, anyways. I've heard it before... but not that word.
[ a huff, soft, tired, and then just closing his eyes, reaching to softly tousle his hair. his eyes look a little lost for a moment, gazing upwards again, to the sky, and he shifts just a bit, letting. he absorbs this very quietly. ]
... Gregor. I care for you. You are my... khayratay inagni. A beloved friend...
[ that is fact. truth. he then lowers his head. he's still glad he's here, of course, but he tilts his head a little bit. is it possible for someone to look content but also resigned to their own sense of despair at the same time? possibly. ]
I enjoy the time that we get to spend together...
[ and we'll get you all back. of that, there's no doubt. if sleeplessness isn't an indicator, then what else could be but the determination to get through a storm, from the belly of a beast, back to everyone? ]
But you know that I can't give you more. I'm not capable of that.
I know. I know, we... both gotta go back. You've got your kids, your people, your town, and... me and Rodya have our contracts.
[they talked about this, right? though, that look on his face...]
But it's like I said before. I'll be here with you until I can't. It's-- fine if it's not permanent, that doesn't make me feel any differently about you, Artemy.
[he's aware neither of them can commit. he offered anyway, because even temporary, it's still something.
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it's summer time.
he's just laying under a tree with a big black bull behind his head, hands folded over his stomach, though one unfolds and gives him a little wave. ]
Sorry... took a bit...
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so yeah he trudges over and just fucking collapses onto him.]
...yeah, well, you did it eventually.
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None of them could lead instead?! After everything else you've been doing this week?
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Not after those procedures. Sure they've utilized the pods to accelerate the healing, but I won't have them running around in a dangerous situation like that fresh from under the knife.
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[it's strained. he gets it, but-- well, no, they probably wouldn't ask callisto either, huh. ugh.]
That's-- what you meant the other day, isn't it. About not being able to reassign everything.
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Wasn't my intention. Just happened.
I... am glad I was there. It was a shit situation.
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[his head thunks back down.]
... you gonna be okay? Got your replacement taken care of, I'm guessing, if you're resting now.
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[ i imagine because this is a dream, he probably doesn't have the wounds at the moment actually. so he's just vibing tiredly here. he does look a lot more slumped than usual. but that's to be expected. still he kind of pauses, looking out onto the horizon where the gold grass is just wavering with a little more anxiety. ]
And yeah. I've been taken care of. So I'm just... resting. Must've fallen asleep on the cot.
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gregor drapes an arm over him, since he's uninjured in this dream.]
Good. The rest can wait for you to recover a little bit.
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he settles back slightly and sighs. ]
Just a bit, I'll hit the pods once the others are done. Take care of some of the burns...
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[so he won't say anything about it... he knew this would happen.]
... you wanna talk about it?
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It was... very unpleasant. I don't know if it's a story I'd want to actually retell.
A creature that could sing it's existence away from your mind... eugh.
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[io is a pillow now, though unlike their last curfew night, gregor isn't being an idiot about it. he's properly settling in.]
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It's a story that needs to accompany a lot of beer.
In the mean time. I suppose I should re-introduce myself, yes?
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[he won't press. later, later.
though he grins a little, at that last question.]
If you're ready for it, then yeah. You know I've been waiting to meet you properly.
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... You can call me Artemy... Artemy Burakh.
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[obviously.]
...Artemy. I like it.
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Better than the other name. A bull that runs forever.
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[relaxing a little further into place, now that he knows, now that that's not hanging over either of them.]
Could've found something else to call you, though, if you ended up not wanting to go by it anymore.
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[ to use us... ]
The names had good meaning before. We were eight together, strangers, different, most of us didn't know anything about this technology.
Takashi... he was the one who named us. I cherish that... and I think I'll always care fondly for that name despite the stain on it, but I miss this one the most. The name my mother gave me.
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[even if he weren't stuck with a rude callsign, just-- not going by gregor would be so strange. he'd miss hearing his name called. he'd wonder who he was.]
I'll keep using it if you miss it, then, Artemy. [...] -mein Schatz.
[faintly embarrassed after, maybe. he hasn't said it before.]
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but sometimes it does remind you of being brain-controlled and manipulated, so. ]
I don't speak German - [ /lady gaga voice "but i can if you like" (no) ] - just Russian and Kin. That's what that sounds like, anyways. I've heard it before... but not that word.
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[but it's still something to call your partner. the other half of whatever it is they have, here.]
Liebling, that would be a little easier to translate. Mein Liebling is a little more like- my favorite one.
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... Gregor. I care for you. You are my... khayratay inagni. A beloved friend...
[ that is fact. truth. he then lowers his head. he's still glad he's here, of course, but he tilts his head a little bit. is it possible for someone to look content but also resigned to their own sense of despair at the same time? possibly. ]
I enjoy the time that we get to spend together...
[ and we'll get you all back. of that, there's no doubt. if sleeplessness isn't an indicator, then what else could be but the determination to get through a storm, from the belly of a beast, back to everyone? ]
But you know that I can't give you more. I'm not capable of that.
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[they talked about this, right? though, that look on his face...]
But it's like I said before. I'll be here with you until I can't. It's-- fine if it's not permanent, that doesn't make me feel any differently about you, Artemy.
[he's aware neither of them can commit. he offered anyway, because even temporary, it's still something.
he thinks it's something, anyway.]
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