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come_sailaway2023-02-21 06:33 pm
decohere) wrote in come_sailaway2023-02-21 06:33 pm
You make me really, really good at makin' bad decisions
Who: Ava & friends
What: comfort & impromptu meeting
Where: room 114
When: February 16th (after Daisy's killing spree) & 17th
Warnings: pretty bad feels, death and bad spooky ship happenings
i. Seven texts and two missed calls
(ota)
Ava's still covered in 6's blood when she returns to their shared bedroom, and she listlessly sits at the edge of the immaculately made bed that had been a tangle of sheets when she left in a rush not even an hour before. Cradling both of their phones in trembling hands, she stares blankly at the wall and fights the desire to crawl inside it to escape having to process what she just did. But he managed to make it through the day after Christmas without her. He'll be back tomorrow, unbroken, and it will all be fine. Until the next tragedy that neither of them will be strong enough to survive.
It's early. She should still be sleeping. It's early and she doesn't want to disturb anyone else. It's early and that means she has almost a full day before 6 will come back.
She intends to remain this way, alone with her misery because she's hardly the only one dealing with messy carnage. But news spreads quickly around the ship.
ii. Know I can't ignore 'em all
(semi-closed to Valdis & Crabb)
As much relief 6's resurrection brings, as much comfort she finds in waking beside him and the reassurances they whisper, Ava knows that's barely a scratch on the increasingly cracking glass of her psyche. Trapped between knowing too much and far too little, wanting to do more and feeling as if she's probably already done too much damage. There's secrets she knows and so few she can trust, and time and options seem to be crumbling away.
Ava's almost paralyzed by the uncertainty, filling page after page in her notebook of details she knows, theories she has, and an absolute lack of solutions. But there's one page in particular she keeps coming back to, labeled only with little stars rather than spelling out the forbidden. It's hard not to obsess when she's aware that there's something lurking in her mind and Fio's that has the potential to destroy reality, and... and there's a knock at the door that's enough to shake it from her thoughts, as Ava quickly covers the notebook with her pillow and goes to answer.
iii. Said that I'm gonna be sleepin' at mine
(ota wildcard, hmu or just come at me)
What: comfort & impromptu meeting
Where: room 114
When: February 16th (after Daisy's killing spree) & 17th
Warnings: pretty bad feels, death and bad spooky ship happenings
i. Seven texts and two missed calls
(ota)
Ava's still covered in 6's blood when she returns to their shared bedroom, and she listlessly sits at the edge of the immaculately made bed that had been a tangle of sheets when she left in a rush not even an hour before. Cradling both of their phones in trembling hands, she stares blankly at the wall and fights the desire to crawl inside it to escape having to process what she just did. But he managed to make it through the day after Christmas without her. He'll be back tomorrow, unbroken, and it will all be fine. Until the next tragedy that neither of them will be strong enough to survive.
It's early. She should still be sleeping. It's early and she doesn't want to disturb anyone else. It's early and that means she has almost a full day before 6 will come back.
She intends to remain this way, alone with her misery because she's hardly the only one dealing with messy carnage. But news spreads quickly around the ship.
ii. Know I can't ignore 'em all
(semi-closed to Valdis & Crabb)
As much relief 6's resurrection brings, as much comfort she finds in waking beside him and the reassurances they whisper, Ava knows that's barely a scratch on the increasingly cracking glass of her psyche. Trapped between knowing too much and far too little, wanting to do more and feeling as if she's probably already done too much damage. There's secrets she knows and so few she can trust, and time and options seem to be crumbling away.
Ava's almost paralyzed by the uncertainty, filling page after page in her notebook of details she knows, theories she has, and an absolute lack of solutions. But there's one page in particular she keeps coming back to, labeled only with little stars rather than spelling out the forbidden. It's hard not to obsess when she's aware that there's something lurking in her mind and Fio's that has the potential to destroy reality, and... and there's a knock at the door that's enough to shake it from her thoughts, as Ava quickly covers the notebook with her pillow and goes to answer.
iii. Said that I'm gonna be sleepin' at mine
(ota wildcard, hmu or just come at me)