Are you still planning on following that map? Everyone's pretty high-strung after what happened on the jump, so I wasn't sure if you still wanted to follow that plan through.
yeah, actually. it's pretty unbelievable. sorry I didn't get in touch sooner, it's just been a crazy few days. I still wanna meet though, catch you up on some more stuff. if you want?
Good evening miss darkholme. Evening is it???? Who really knows.
Erm, im sorry to bother you in advance but if you could spare a moment... Im not really sure who else to talk to right now and im.. Well im not doing well.
Oh this is jake btw if you didnt recognize the text color. I hope this isnt awkward or anything or if its too soon for me to contact you like this. Uh.
You can ignore this if you need to i understand if youre busy. I think thats it.
[their last interaction wasn't exactly- well, Jim wasn't sure how to categorize it. but going from seeing Raven nearly every day to barely seeing her at all? Kirk wasn't so keen on that.]
[ hup. well, at least he's not beating around the bush about it. like she is. like she has been, rather. ]
if I am, it's not intentional or anything. well okay, maybe it's a little bit intentional. guess I just thought some space would be a good idea. was I wrong?
[it's been over a week now, and he's finally...coming to terms with the fact that raven really isn't waking up any time soon. the people in the pods may be safe- well, as safe as you can be while stuck aboard the good ship fuck-you-up -but that isn't enough to leave him happy about it.
when he makes the call, he knows already that it's going to head straight to voicemail. it doesn't make it any easier to hear though. so when he finally speaks, a good minute or two after actually dialing, his voice sounds subdued, if a little slurred.
yes, he's been doing his best to finish off the first bottle he could lift from the bar here.]
You know, you're kind of the only thing here that keeps me sane. [a pause. this...is probably a bad idea.] I guess I should be pretty fucking pissed at you for that. You're not- I shouldn't give a fuck about you cause it's not safe for either of us.
I guess that makes me selfish or whatever. But you make me- [feel like a real person. remind him that there's actually something good out there to be fighting for.
all that escapes him then though is a huff]
Don't fucking disappear on me. You've gotta wake up.
[he's ready to hang up there, but after another brief delay, he adds-]
I need you to.
[and the line cuts there. don't mind him. he's just going to head back to his old room now.]
i don't doubt you. if you want, i'll go find the shooter to lock him up myself, as soon as a decision is made about his punishment. by the way, i talked to Captain Kirk.
[He slips into her room as soon as things begin settling down. There don't seem to be any pirates around, and Remus is fairly confident they've taken the ship back. So: first priority, Raven.
He'd texted her, telling her to meet him at her room; now he knocks at the door.]
[ pirates, right? what the heck was that all about? Raven wasn't exactly caught in any trouble, on the contrary, it's kinda refreshing finally going up against an opponent you can punch in the face without worrying about them trying to eat your hand when it gets close to their mouth. she feels.. good.
sore, but good.
so she's a little slower to answer the door than she might normally be, mumbling a 'comiiiing' as she slinks off the bed and shuffles to the door. ah, body. why rebel this way? but she knows why - it's because she had to shift more times than she would have liked over the course of the week. it's physically exhausting, moreso than running around chasing down space pirates, at least. and she's stuck in her human skin again, for now, just because she's not sure she could handle shifting back just yet. maybe after some sleep..
when the door slides open, she's there with a smile on her face ]
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Everyone's pretty high-strung after what happened on the jump, so I wasn't sure if you still wanted to follow that plan through.
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[ or if something happens to them, buttttt that can go unsaid ]
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TEXT erm, let me know if this doesn't work?
VERY MUCH OK let's say this is right after raven talks with charles
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tell the truth.
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I'm bad at this. why do you need male dog names, exactly?
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text; after strela and dave's brainwashing, before dirk's network post.
Evening is it????
Who really knows.
Erm, im sorry to bother you in advance but if you could spare a moment...
Im not really sure who else to talk to right now and im..
Well im not doing well.
Oh this is jake btw if you didnt recognize the text color.
I hope this isnt awkward or anything or if its too soon for me to contact you like this.
Uh.
You can ignore this if you need to i understand if youre busy.
I think thats it.
Ok.
Seeya.
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[ aahhhhhh red flag! this ship has turned her into such a worrywort. but really, 'not doing well' is vague enough to send her into a panic. ]
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text; 1/2 shortly after the jump
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text - YOU ARE ON HIATUS I KNOW but I didn't want to forget this
text; awyis tagging on the bus
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action! ( finally home!!! )
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[ nnnoOOO OMG IF IT WAS REMUS SHE MIGHT CRY??? ]
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text; a few hours post-jump
text; another hour
text; and one more
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text; midnight :| AND FIN.
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- an hour later (he just misses her ok)
audio; lmao you will never escape
when he makes the call, he knows already that it's going to head straight to voicemail. it doesn't make it any easier to hear though. so when he finally speaks, a good minute or two after actually dialing, his voice sounds subdued, if a little slurred.
yes, he's been doing his best to finish off the first bottle he could lift from the bar here.]
You know, you're kind of the only thing here that keeps me sane. [a pause. this...is probably a bad idea.] I guess I should be pretty fucking pissed at you for that. You're not- I shouldn't give a fuck about you cause it's not safe for either of us.
I guess that makes me selfish or whatever. But you make me- [feel like a real person. remind him that there's actually something good out there to be fighting for.
all that escapes him then though is a huff]
Don't fucking disappear on me. You've gotta wake up.
[he's ready to hang up there, but after another brief delay, he adds-]
I need you to.
[and the line cuts there. don't mind him. he's just going to head back to his old room now.]
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by the way, i talked to Captain Kirk.
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He'd texted her, telling her to meet him at her room; now he knocks at the door.]
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sore, but good.
so she's a little slower to answer the door than she might normally be, mumbling a 'comiiiing' as she slinks off the bed and shuffles to the door. ah, body. why rebel this way? but she knows why - it's because she had to shift more times than she would have liked over the course of the week. it's physically exhausting, moreso than running around chasing down space pirates, at least. and she's stuck in her human skin again, for now, just because she's not sure she could handle shifting back just yet. maybe after some sleep..
when the door slides open, she's there with a smile on her face ]
Hey.
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