[ it is certainly familiar to the simulation room, feeling, touching, if a bit hazy, dreamlike. there's the scent of wild grass, of smoke. imagine i told you the bull is io and they're just a furry on the ship. but no.
as eunhyuk moves towards the figure, they will see a taller person, broad, but stooped shoulders, hair the color of dark wheat. they'll hear eunhyuk's footsteps, somehow, in among the wavering wheat, almost as though they weren't quite hearing at all but feeling with each subsequent step. turning their head, there's a huff. ]
There you are... I was hoping you might come to visit me...
But no, this must be... Io, without their helmet. Maybe in their home? That's what people do when they dream, right? They think of something familiar. Either way, Eunhyuk comes closer, until he's only a few steps away from Io.
He could ask so many things, say so many things. but the important words spill from his lips first,]
...I'm sorry. I killed Viktor, and I did it in a place meant for saving lives.
[ the way the words come immediately cause them to frown... hey now. ]
I don't think you'd do such a thing in your right mind, not of your own will... My forgiveness has long since been given... I do not know of the others.
[ shaking their head, they look almost remorseful because what the fuck can you do as a doctor when you hardly even know where the source of the 'sickness' is to begin with? why them? is it because they're nerds? is it a nerd disease?. ]
... Come walk with me. [ in the grass!!!! it rustles gently. io has a slightly uneven gait in their dream, a slight limp... but no running blade on their left leg. just a flawed human leg... dreams are nice like that... ] Perhaps a stupid question, but are you alright, Eunhyuk... after all of that? I wish there had been something I could have done...
[it's absolutely a nerd disease. we're gonna take shoma out next and free ty,
Eunhyuk is quiet at that, but he follows when they beckon him. Even though he's not sure he deserves forgiveness, but now he has it -- from Io and Viktor -- two people he feels he'll always owe. Anger would be more rational and easier to bear, not concern or guilt.]
...I was the one who chose not to tell you about my condition.
[a beat, because well. it wasn't actually because of his condition, was it, but maybe it was? maybe it made him easier to manipulate. maybe he should have said something earlier,]
I could have asked to be put back into cryosleep that first week. I knew I was a danger to people on the ship. But I chose not to say anything.
I don't think it's your condition from home that put others in danger... I mean, it's only a guess for now, but I don't believe two is a coincidence. One was already too much.
[ a frown ]
But I would have rathered you remain with us... to help everyone...
[ they make like. the stinkiest face like no, they do not like that. ]
I don't think any of us are any safer, you leaving us or not. Still in the same boat... and now I'm down a medical assistant. What will I do?
[ a sigh, slowly squeezing their left leg a moment. there's something in the town, tolling quietly, the bell sounds a little louder. io gazes off towards the horizon as they speak idly. ]
We won't give up on our side either... tell me... is there anything you've been able to discover at all? Where you are? I've spoken with Luke that I recall so far.
[HIS GUILT.... he really signed up to be io's assistant and now he's DEAD..... but wallowing in despair right now doesn't feel right, not when he has no idea when this dream might end.
He thinks of mentioning Callisto, but Luke had written that he was kicked out when he talked about him... hm, maybe in a roundabout way?]
We've encountered other people who've claimed to have died on the Eudora. They're more like ghosts -- we can speak to them, but they have trouble keeping their forms and recalling information.
[ he really did get io's hopes up and then died and top top it all off they aren't even made about the murder (more than they are angry that it happened to begin with.) in any case, io listens. ]
Ghosts...
[ there's a quiet familiarity to the statement, though the grass ceases its wavering, going uncharacteristically still. the wind dies down to silence... io looks confused maybe, but also trying to fight that confusion, eyes sharper. ]
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as eunhyuk moves towards the figure, they will see a taller person, broad, but stooped shoulders, hair the color of dark wheat. they'll hear eunhyuk's footsteps, somehow, in among the wavering wheat, almost as though they weren't quite hearing at all but feeling with each subsequent step. turning their head, there's a huff. ]
There you are... I was hoping you might come to visit me...
HANDSUM
But no, this must be... Io, without their helmet. Maybe in their home? That's what people do when they dream, right? They think of something familiar. Either way, Eunhyuk comes closer, until he's only a few steps away from Io.
He could ask so many things, say so many things. but the important words spill from his lips first,]
...I'm sorry. I killed Viktor, and I did it in a place meant for saving lives.
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I don't think you'd do such a thing in your right mind, not of your own will... My forgiveness has long since been given... I do not know of the others.
[ shaking their head, they look almost remorseful because what the fuck can you do as a doctor when you hardly even know where the source of the 'sickness' is to begin with? why them?
is it because they're nerds? is it a nerd disease?. ]... Come walk with me. [ in the grass!!!! it rustles gently. io has a slightly uneven gait in their dream, a slight limp... but no running blade on their left leg. just a flawed human leg... dreams are nice like that... ] Perhaps a stupid question, but are you alright, Eunhyuk... after all of that? I wish there had been something I could have done...
[ we hate our own barrier mechanic :c ]
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Eunhyuk is quiet at that, but he follows when they beckon him. Even though he's not sure he deserves forgiveness, but now he has it -- from Io and Viktor -- two people he feels he'll always owe. Anger would be more rational and easier to bear, not concern or guilt.]
...I was the one who chose not to tell you about my condition.
[a beat, because well. it wasn't actually because of his condition, was it, but maybe it was? maybe it made him easier to manipulate. maybe he should have said something earlier,]
I could have asked to be put back into cryosleep that first week. I knew I was a danger to people on the ship. But I chose not to say anything.
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I don't think it's your condition from home that put others in danger... I mean, it's only a guess for now, but I don't believe two is a coincidence. One was already too much.
[ a frown ]
But I would have rathered you remain with us... to help everyone...
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I think this is for the best. I'm separated from all of you, so you're safe from me.
[but not safe from the mg itself!!!!! but that's another problem to tackle,]
But I won't stop trying to help everyone. Even now, I want to find a way.
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I don't think any of us are any safer, you leaving us or not. Still in the same boat... and now I'm down a medical assistant. What will I do?
[ a sigh, slowly squeezing their left leg a moment. there's something in the town, tolling quietly, the bell sounds a little louder. io gazes off towards the horizon as they speak idly. ]
We won't give up on our side either... tell me... is there anything you've been able to discover at all? Where you are? I've spoken with Luke that I recall so far.
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He thinks of mentioning Callisto, but Luke had written that he was kicked out when he talked about him... hm, maybe in a roundabout way?]
We've encountered other people who've claimed to have died on the Eudora. They're more like ghosts -- we can speak to them, but they have trouble keeping their forms and recalling information.
stares notifs in the eyes.
Ghosts...
[ there's a quiet familiarity to the statement, though the grass ceases its wavering, going uncharacteristically still. the wind dies down to silence... io looks confused maybe, but also trying to fight that confusion, eyes sharper. ]
They've died aboard the ship...? Who...?
holds you in my goofy paw
The telltale change in the air is obvious. ...Will Eunhyuk disappear from this dream if he keeps going? checking my timestamps]
There's someone named Lancion who died while the ship was collapsing. They said they worked with Adrastea.