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[ sometime Day 57 ]

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[ after this incident he eventually ends up in the Workshop... and stands still in the middle of it for a moment, blinking, as though not sure how he actually got there.

...eventually moves to the wall of sketches and sits down, back to the wall, bag dropped on the floor beside him. Leaning his head back and closing his eyes. ]

[ Day 74, late evening ]

[devotedtothecore]

[ A LITTLE AFTER INVISIDENTATA MONGLING SHENANIGANS I GUESS having moved semi-zoned out Aerta back to Apartment C and the nice comfortable laying-down-ness a bed affords Chrys is just gonna

sit beside it, back against the wall

for a while...

... probably a long while. Just sitting quiet. Legs splayed out in front of him, arms flopped over his thighs. ]

Day 8_(?), a late evening

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[ it's been a while since the sun sank below the horizon, with only the artificial glow of electric lights in the hallways to hold back the dark. With the third floor windows finally restored, and the last, last bits of muck (and snake bodies) from the flood cleaned out.... it's almost comfortable again in the living areas of HQ, or as comfortable as it once was.

a quiet, uneventful nightfall, today. ]

[ Day ????, ???? ]

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[ somewhere far, far away...



he's aware, for some definitions of the word, of something like a flowing coolness, enveloping, echoes of voices in his ears unfamiliar and familiar, the words indistinguishable.

Floating for some while, now, though when he tries to measure it against the ticking clock within him(self?) it slips away with the stream.

Shifting forms and shapes solidify into clearer images, from time to time, before fading away and sinking back into the aether.

He reaches out (with a hand?) for one of them, eventually. ]