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Deputy Pratt ([personal profile] theweakhavepurpose) wrote in [community profile] come_sailaway2023-10-03 05:56 pm

October Open

Who: Deputy Pratt and you! Also one Closed to Ash
What: Definitely not having PTSD from last October
Where: Outside the Tommy Bahama, his room, the cheese shop
When: October
Warnings: Residual freak outs about his best buddy, death talk, being real depressed.



1. And out of the red, out of her head. (Closed to Ash)
Pratt hasn't been in his room for a few days, sometimes he forgets he's supposed to sleep, and eat and drink and be human again. He's gotten so much better lately but habits forced into being are hard to break.

He pushes the door open and heads over to his side of the room to dig into some nice cold mashed potatoes, when he stops and stares at the bloody shirt shredded on the floor. That's not good. Immediately on edge he steps the rest of the way into the room, not touching the shirt.

"Hey? You in here?" He quietly closes the door behind him and looks around before drawing his gun and inching towards that scuffling noise coming from the closet.

2. If everything could ever be this real forever - Outside Tommy Bahama

His memory is bad, terrible even. What did he do yesterday? No idea. Who did he talk to this morning? Can't remember. But boy does he remember the terrible things. The awful things. If it would be better left forgotten he remembers every single detail. Everything.

Right now he's just standing in front of the Tommy Bahama, staring at the plate glass window, but he's not seeing Tommy Bahama; he's seeing the Spirit Halloween. Infinite decorations, darkness, violence and then Ava, ... and Sharky. But most definitely not Sharky. It just keeps replaying over and over in his head as he looks at nothing.

Maybe he should blink at some point...

3.Out of your head out of my head - Cheese Shop
Perched on one of the seats in the Cheese Shop, Pratt has wedged a giant knife with a red handle into the barrel that serves as the table. Occasionally he uses it to slice cheese against as he sits there eating his feelings with manchego and salami.

"If we can't really die, then we can't really live huh? Like.. what's the point of all that then? Just keep on keeping on while eating cheese? Is that all there is?"

Fast forward to Friday/Saturday when he revives!

[personal profile] professionalriot 2023-10-04 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
When he wakes up the room is very, very dark. Too dark. As if there isn't a window, because there isn't one. The bed he is tucked into is comfortable and reminds him of home. His hand clutches his chest remembering the agony.

"Hello?" He says softly. Sitting up he pushes the blankets off and drops his legs off the edge onto the floor. Standing up he reaches out and his hand bumps a wall. In his confusion he bumps along the wall trying to find a light switch. "Hey, is anyone there? Where the fuck is a light switch?"

His hand thumps against a part of the wall that feels different, maybe wood? And he knocks against it. Then he hears a voice. Pratt.

"Shit. Pratt! Am I...in the fucking wall!?" He fumbles around the wall again, speaking much louder. "Where the hell am I? I can't find the light switch."

[personal profile] professionalriot 2023-10-04 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't think so...I was dead...I think." Shit. He paused and puts a hand over his heart. How long ago was that? Where is she now? Has she hurt anyone else? Did someone hurt her? As every thought races through his head he stops searching for a way out.

Maybe he doesn't want to find a way out. What if she is out there? She knows her pain is his weakness. He spends a few minutes in silence, listening to every stupid question in his head. When he hears Pratt again he snaps out of it.

"I think I found a door." In the darkness he could feel the shape of a door. "There isn't a handle." Right as he said it his fingers caught a grove in the door. He gave a tentative tug and the door cracked open but didn't let much light in.

Ash peaked through the half inch gap and saw...clothes. "Think I'm in the closet."

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if everything could ever be this real forever

[personal profile] busball 2023-10-04 07:13 am (UTC)(link)
Klaus stops once they see Pratt staring into the Tommy Bahama. They might not be the brightest bulb in the house, but they at least remember last year around this time. So they slide over, giving a bit more than arm's reach of space just in case.

"Sup, buddy? I don't think it's changing anytime soon." There's a beat as they let themself decide on the next words before. "You're gonna hurt your eyes if you stare that hard all day."
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[personal profile] busball 2023-10-05 07:05 am (UTC)(link)
Klaus definitely feels that. They've been wondering themself if the Spirit Halloween would make a return. "Was kind of hoping for more 'sexy...whatever' costumes, but I guess it's not like the fun store it used to be..." Which is perhaps the biggest tragedy of them all.

"I think if it was gonna it probably would have by now, yeah? Guess we're gonna recycle costumes or make some truly confusing Tommy Bahama ones. Ha. That could be fun, though."

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[personal profile] astrogator 2023-10-04 11:26 am (UTC)(link)
Ari is wrapping an entire wheel of cheese to take back to her cabin, because that's the sort of thing she does. Gather supplies while they're plentiful. When she hears Pratt speak, she turns towards him. Her head is still bandaged up after her encounter with Harvey, but she does look better-rested than she has in months.

'You got it,' she says flatly. She doesn't mean the words unkindly. To her mind, his assessment of their situation is just accurate.

'That's why my efforts are to change that. Find a way to live - or find a way to die. Either one beats this.'
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[personal profile] astrogator 2023-10-04 07:23 pm (UTC)(link)
There's a small part of her that wants to scream at him. Because he's one of the people who does nothing to work towards escape, so what does he expect if not people disappearing one by one until it's his own turn?

She doesn't. She stays calm.

'Except they're not properly dead. They're stuck in the Nothing, under torture. I'd say a death where you just stop existing is a whole lot better than that.' Alright, no anger, but she doesn't deal in comforting lies, either.

That said, she's not heartless. 'I miss Clarke too,' she says quietly. 'It does suck. All of it.'

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[personal profile] sabigoe 2023-10-04 10:21 pm (UTC)(link)
After Jade's disappearance, followed by learning Clarke had vanished too, Fio's been feeling defeated. But so far, she's done a good job so far keeping it together outwardly, not letting anyone see her cry, even if no one would mind. Someone has to keep looking forward, but truthfully, she's terrified about being next to vanish. As one of the passengers who arrived in the same first wave as Clarke and Jade, it's been feeling likely...

She wanders into the cheese shop with Judith trailing behind, looking for something different to snack on that isn't back at the buffet. Then she overhears Pratt in his depression as she walks by. A pause, then she turns to him. It's heartbreaking to see him so down. No doubt Natsuno has been feeling the same, underneath that stoic exterior. Maybe she hasn't realized she's at her limits at keeping it all in. Because when she speaks up, she stamps her foot down and raises her voice.

"We're... not gonna keep on keeping on while eating cheese! We're all gonna get off this ship someday and live a better life somewhere else! And we're all gonna see everyone again!"

Oops, she didn't mean to yell.
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[personal profile] sabigoe 2023-10-05 11:43 pm (UTC)(link)
When he asks, she lets out a heavy sigh, climbing up onto the seat across from him. Whatever she can come up is probably as unhelpful as what he says. All she knows is that they shouldn't be giving up. They've been able to accomplish the impossible before.

Fio quickly returns to normal speaking volumes after her little outburst. Even hearing herself yell surprises her!

"We might... have to talk to the Captain more. Or Miss Friday. We probably need to figure out the right things to say or ask... maybe." She pauses, then adds softly, "We can try talking to Sparkles too. Sparkles must know a lot of stuff." She needs a couple of days practicing what to say to it, especially since their last conversation was very awkward.

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2. if everything could be this real forever

[personal profile] broshaw 2023-10-06 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
Sharky -- definitely Sharky -- wanders up at some point, wearing an orange Tommy Bahama shirt since he's trying to be festive. He doesn't immediately realize that Pratt's in a fugue state, since he's got other stuff on his mind. Stuff like:

"Heyyyy, I was just thinkin' about you! I'm thinkin' about my birthday, and..." Huh. "Hey, you ok??"
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[personal profile] broshaw 2023-10-06 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, whoa --"

He responds with the bearest of bear hugs, since Pratt only hugs when he needs a good one.

"--Heeeeey, buddy, it's all good." Because what else do you say to a guy who needs a hug???

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[personal profile] decohere 2023-10-06 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
Even as Pratt is dreading it, there's at least one person disappointed that the Spirit Halloween hasn't taken up seasonal residence within the infinite storefront yet. Last Halloween was Ava's first chance of participating in her favorite holiday, and it was a... mixed experience.

She enjoyed the costumes. Working in the cafe to practice her social skills even as the ship steadily fell apart. Taking a child that turned out not to be Fio trick-or-treating. The possessions of her friends had dialed her paranoia up to maximum, and figuring out the conspiracy right at the last hour hadn't been all that satisfying when she had to immediately rip said friends apart to free them. Learning the truth about the Nothing haunted her for months...

But it was her first kiss with her now husband. And she's hopeful to celebrate properly this year. But it's clear even before she approaches that Pratt isn't feeling particularly festive.

Ava removes the mask to her costume, not wanting to spook him when she steps in close. "They're gone now. We don't have to worry about him coming back."
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[personal profile] decohere 2023-10-07 09:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"Then we can brine his heart in a jar," Ava promises. As sorry as she felt for Pickles and the other tortured souls...

Maybe it's better this way. Pickles himself had claimed he would prefer a real death than being held in the Nothing for eternity. Still, she is regretful she wasn't able to uphold the promise of finding another way.

"I was looking forward to having a better Halloween this year. I don't want the last one to ruin it for me... but maybe if you need..." she's not sure what the best way to avoid the holiday completely might be. Maybe she's in the minority of people that actually wants to celebrate it. It's not as if most people here are from a modern enough version of Earth to even care.

"Ah, thanks," she gives a little twirl for him to get a full look of the costume.

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[personal profile] konpeito_aji 2023-10-07 07:45 am (UTC)(link)
"I heard the Captain isn't fond of Earther holidays. Do you think it got changed by the ghost that possessed Friday? Spirit Halloween I mean. It's a shame. I want to see Klaus in more capes."

Because it'd be sexy.

"Then again, I'm not sure the energy conversion rate."
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cheese shop

[personal profile] theotherright 2023-10-07 09:54 am (UTC)(link)
Pratt's voice is hard to miss, distinctive as it is. And he's someone Arthur has wanted to speak to again. It's been hard, though, to want to 'do the rounds', to seek out people and announce his -- his return, his change, whatever you want to call it.

Arthur takes the opportunity and diverts his path into the cheese shop, entering to Pratt's latest soliloquy.

"It is a tempting symmetry, but I think that being dead typically keeps us from living as well."

He's not sure if that's a joke or not. Anyway:

"I, ah, wanted to knock on your door, but I had already suffered as many threats of medical intervention as I could take. Rough month?"

Says the skeletal man who's trying to hide his new frame under one of the more formal Tommy Bahamas offerings. He remembers that Pratt felt skin-and-bones. He remembers that Pratt told him why. There are things he wants to say, but they're too revealing: best... best see how the conversation goes, first.