hellonspectacles: (resting bitch face)
Palamedes Sextus ([personal profile] hellonspectacles) wrote in [community profile] come_sailaway 2022-10-17 01:52 am (UTC)

[Palamedes folds his hands on the table, watching Natsuno, the silence stretching for a few long, uncomfortable moments even after they are both seated.]

About three days ago, not longer after the meeting in the library broke up, there was an explosion on the sports deck. That was odd, yes, but nothing too concerning. I think Clarke tried to text you about it. She didn’t get an answer.

That was concerning. [He pauses, sips his tea]

We spent most of the night looking for you. When you didn’t turn up, we had to believe that, worst case scenario, some particularly grizzly accident had befallen you, and you would be back in the morning. I think you can imagine the reaction when you weren’t.

[Another sip]

And then the Colonel discovered your guts sprayed all over that sports deck closet. Honestly, the one thing I regret is not investigating the explosion sooner. It was right there in front of us the entire time, but we were too busy being worried out of our minds to properly put the pieces together.

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