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ximilialog2021-08-19 06:52 pm
skelepun) wrote in ximilialog2021-08-19 06:52 pm
Entry tags:
what do you call a lie from a skeleton? a fibula (august catch-all)
CHARACTERS: Sans + Errybody (OTA + Closed)
LOCATION: All around the ship
DATE: Immediate aftermath of the mission + period of downtime aboard Ximlia
CONTENT: Catch-all log for post-mission feelings and general happenings!
WARNINGS: warts and all portrayal of alcoholism, some existential dread, you know the drill. any more specific warnings will be listed below the cut in the thread descriptions:
(( Pick your poison! All top levels are in the comments below, but you can click the links from the entry menu as well.
These are in rough order from directly after the mission onward. I scrutinized the locations page very closely, so feel free to refer to the map and info there if you need any additional context! ))
LOCATION: All around the ship
DATE: Immediate aftermath of the mission + period of downtime aboard Ximlia
CONTENT: Catch-all log for post-mission feelings and general happenings!
WARNINGS: warts and all portrayal of alcoholism, some existential dread, you know the drill. any more specific warnings will be listed below the cut in the thread descriptions:
(( Pick your poison! All top levels are in the comments below, but you can click the links from the entry menu as well.
These are in rough order from directly after the mission onward. I scrutinized the locations page very closely, so feel free to refer to the map and info there if you need any additional context! ))
Sunlight Room (night) | OT1 (first come first serve) - A few hours after So-Yeon's death, their arrival back aboard Ximilia, and Sans' conversation with Viveca; Sans gets absolutely wasted for the first time in a long time and he's hating every second of it. He may be kind of an asshole so buyer beware...(( I've written some of these starters in prose, but feel free to swap to action brackets! I couldn't care less 8D ))
Infirmary | Closed to Ratchet - Next morning; Sans is hungover af and goes into the infirmary looking for anything to ease his skullache. Winds up running into someone he'd really rather not look in the eye.
Kitchen | Closed to Shinjiro - Later that day; still in hangover land and emotionally wrung out, Sans' efforts to find food that won't make him queasy lead him to an angsty teen.
Wandering Around The Ship | OTA - That night; despite being profoundly exhausted, Sans can't get to sleep. He tries a few different tactics to remedy that aka there a few different spots to run into him. Hug a skeleton, if you dare.
Common Living Area | Closed to Finn - The second day back on Ximilia post-mission; Sans seeks out the other person who's been on his mind a lot since coming back.
Simulation Room | OT4 (first four only) - Sometime between this mission and the next; Sans is going in and out of the simulation room over and over again for reasons that are Unclear. We take a break from the abject angst on this one, promise.
Wildcard - Got another idea? Poke me atsafelybeds or just comment and I'll roll w/it!
Sunlight Room (night) | OT1 (first come first serve) | a few hours post-mission
It's amazing what the mind will focus on when it's running away from something.
In Sans' case, it was sounds. The trickle of the creek as it whooshed artificially from one end of the impossible room to the other. The hollow clink of the bottle, gripped loosely in his bony fist, as he set it heavily down on the pebbly shoreline. The wet squelch of his slippers as he toed them against the ground. Probably shouldn't have waded across the creek when there was a perfectly good bridge, but Sans had his reasons for avoiding the main path through here.
One, this bottle of booze definitely wasn't his.
Two... well, the people he'd most like to speak to couldn't come to the phone right now.
Sans tips the bottle back up to his teeth reflexively, forgetting he'd finished the bottle. He lets it fall with a soft tsk of frustration, letting it roll to join the others near the water's edge. There were almost certainly more unattended bottles to nick at the teleportation platform -- everybody seemed to need a drink after what went down -- but that would require standing. Sans... wasn't sure he could do that right now. Maybe never again. Wouldn't that be nice?
Sans flops backwards, back of his skull hitting grass. The action makes his vision swim, turning the pinpricks of light above them into blurred streaks. They were fake, just like the ones back home. Maybe just like the ones in Gyeongje?
But he wasn't thinking about Gyeongje, remember? Sans was focusing on sounds. Flow of water, leaves rustling in the trees, the snap of a twig as someone approached the private clearing--
Jerking up too quickly, Sans feels the whole world lurch alongside him. With unfocused annoyance, he addresses the blurry shape of a figure in front of him.
"Uh uh, wrong way pal." He instructs bluntly, sockets narrowed as he tries to place exactly who the hell had interrupted him. "Go ahead and turn around, this patch of grass is occupied."