003✖; (voice)

[circumitus]

[Judging by the sound of her voice and the clunking of glass in the background, Rey has been drinking. Alone, no less. When that happens, she has a habit to get melancholy, and even more so now. Thanks, Sorrow.]

"So, let's get this straight.

"The goal in all of this, assuming that we have one to start with, is to bring all of these dead gods back to life so that they can work their asses to finally use that Door that brought us all here in the first place... to take us back to our own worlds. That is the mission, right?"

[Pause. Another clink of glass as she takes a shot. By then it's obvious that there's something off about the way she speaks. Devoid of the monotone and the robot exterior that she so often maintains in the presence of others. Now it's just too much work.]

"Not that it's supposed to be a bad thing. Am sure that some of you come from lovely worlds with minimal problems and actual lives to return to and whole prospects ahead of you. But where does that leave some of us?

"You know, the ones that don't have lives. People who are dead, or have nothing to go back to but a piece of metal rammed through your chest but you're not dead even though you'd probably be better off that way anyway because of your track record for only making things worse no matter how much good you try to do and..."

[...And Rey is digressing. That is also not something she wanted to actually say.

[In fact, none of these things she actually wanted to say.

[Realizing this, she cuts the feed with a muttered "fuck, never mind" at the end.]

Comments

[text]

[mismanagement]

are you all right?

voice

[prespangled]

I've sorta been thinking about that too.

[Not as much for himself. From what he's been told, Steve has to go back, doesn't he?]

If they can make the Door work - if - maybe they can make it a little more voluntary than the way it brought us all through the first time around.

[text]

[circumitus]

shit.
is anyone here all right?

[text]

[mismanagement]

no



are you drunk?

voice

[circumitus]

[Well, at least she's not the only one to consider how boned some of them would be if they succeed with this Door thing.]

Even then, it's not much of an alternative. Though, suppose it's better than being dead, or worse off.

Been wondering what things must be like beyond the caves, if there is such a place.

[text]

[circumitus]

not really.

maybe.

a little.

[Or a lot.]

[text]

[mismanagement]

[Right then.]

do you want me to get nick

voice

[prespangled]

[He knows some people have come from some pretty rough worlds, as bad as this place or possibly even worse. The thought of leaving anyone behind gives him some pretty conflicted feelings.]

It's something, at least. And we make do here.

If there was, do you think it might be better?

[text]

[circumitus]

don't.
no need to bother him with this. it's nothing.

[text]

[mismanagement]

okay
do you want company though
i could use a drink

voice

[circumitus]

Well, at least we're trying.

[And that's the most anyone can hope for in this place.]

Don't know. It could be better, could be worse. Tried asking about it, but the fact that the gods don't give a straight answer about it has to make one wonder, though.

[text]

[circumitus]

sure.
that doesn't sound so bad.

voice

[foundafamily]

Wow. What's got you so sunny?

[Well, given how she ended her message, he has a guess.]

Can't fix anything if you're dead.

voice

[circumitus]

The near bottom of a bourbon bottle, if one had to assume...

[That, and the fact that she voted for an asshole named "Sorrow" probably has something to do with it.]

Some things are so beyond repair that they can't be fixed.

[foundafamily]

[Yeah, he should've guessed that.]

Then you go buy a new thing. Or steal it or whatever. Which you can do so long as you're alive.

[Is he doing this metaphor thing right?]

[circumitus]

Yes, and am alive now, and not about to be skewered by a psychopath.

Just have different problems here, is all.

[Isn't that enough?]

text.

[fortunefavored]

i know we discussed that i came from a shit show but sounds like u didn't come from sunshine on the daisies either

[text]

[mismanagement]

all right
ill be there soon

Voice

[solvethepuzzle]

If there's a mission to be had, I suppose it is one. Though you've apparently got nothing pleasant to go back to. [Way to be sympathetic, Near.]

[text]

[circumitus]

will save some bourbon for you.

[ooc: Do you wanna handwave, action, or mosey over to the open thread I've got on the event log? ngl I've been missing some Maketh.]

[text]

[mismanagement]

you know me too well

[ooc: I'll hit your open thread in a few minutes!]

text.

[circumitus]

not much sunshine or daisies to be had during russian winters.
or in a sky prison that's floating in the stratosphere for that matter.

Voice

[circumitus]

Not the only one, at least. Suppose misery loves company.

Voice

[solvethepuzzle]

Which calls into question how many wish it to be the mission at all, if going home would be so terrible for so many.

Voice

[circumitus]

Well, am not going to stand in the way of those who have lives to go back to, and people that they may want to be with.

[Where Rey is going, however, she doesn't see there being anyone there for her.]