dropoffs | W2 🛸 PLAYER CYOA: BUP ROLLERS BOUGHDYQUEST (LOWEEJ) CONT'D

[ he's just kind of here, standing off into the distance as he walks and passes by semi-familiar faces. he's mostly in a daze as he goes, but when the tremors start and he hears isabel's voice he stops in his tracks.

he doesn't say anything, standing here also still extremely soaked in blood and in a hawaiian shirt that's way too big for him. there's a robot arm in place of one of his real ones, held awkwardly and close to him. if it looks like his eyes are a little red, no it doesn't fuck you. ]

...just me, Captain.

[waves a little]

... Hey, Shoma. [though the vibes are Concerned] Glad to see you're still in one piece.

[ waves back slowly. ]

Well. In theory. [ he is waving with his robot arm which he is not sure if that counts or not. ] Where did you go?

Back home, I guess?

You too? [ surprised, a little. ]

[a shrug]

It was a bit of an annoying detour. I'm glad I found you and Isabel again.

Yeah...me too. [ it's just absently said and he's watching as other people are showing up. ] Even if we found a few extras, too?

[still deeply concerned but right now is not the time to unpack everything that's happened to shoma]

... They're a surprise.

[ he's fine. ]

Do you think they've been here the whole time?

... Probably, would be my guess. Misery loves company, as they say.

The last time this happened, both groups were separate, right? So why now?

[tiredly,]

I couldn't even begin to guess the thought process behind these missions. Let's just blame Rodya and Gregor for being coworkers and existing in the same mortal plane as us.

Edited 2024-03-14 01:34 (UTC)

That's the best idea I've heard today.

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riverbeans - 2024-03-14 01:39 (UTC) - Expand

[ mmm you're not lookin' so good kid. (well, neither of us are. no one is.) she puts away the gun and raises her hand to ruffle his hair. and then like. stops before making contact. drops her hand back to her side. ]

Good. Wasn't sure where either of you went.

[ this time he doesn't even bother trying to duck away, but she moves at the last second so none ruffle. ]

Yeah. We...walked in together and then you guys disappeared. It was the same, right?

Yeah. Where'd you end up?

I went home.

[ thinks about this. for a long moment. ]

Me too.

[ . . . ]

Do you wish you hadn't, too?

... Yeah. I'm tired of going back.

I didn't want to leave. [ so. it's complicated. ] But we're here now. So what do we do?

You'll get back again. It's just going to take some time.

[ well, she's unaware of the things that still won't really fix but. whatever. ]

I don't know. You were our mission intel man, right? So what comes next?

[ give him time to just take a breath and try to pull himself together. right. let's just focus on getting back to the eudora. ]

We regroup. We should...check in with the others, see if they learned any intel that'll help us get back. And then we should figure out a direction.

[ yeah she's not one to interrupt pauses right now. we truly all just Went Through It. ]

... There can't be much more to go. We're almost done.

I hope you're right about that. But the end is always the hardest, right?