[ that's it. no matter where lucien ended up after bursting out of the galley with the other fucks, ichiban will find him and simply ask the above question. ]
[ he's ... actually gone nearby the medbay. not in it, with all the people, but he's hanging around not too far. looking him up and down - he's honestly not trying to be actively a dick, he's just thinking. ]
Need more of that medical tape, if you can get it.
he's braved the outdoors today. he likes being off the ship, but isn't the biggest wintery hellscape fan. too many bad memories. but he already has an outfit prepared for this type of weather - a heavy coat, fur-lined and leather padded at the joints, and its clearly seen some wear and tear. at least it's not bloody at the moment, since there's finally laundry here. he's even got snowshoes, and not the ones from the surplus store. not as much as skis as spiked, for traversal.
he's poking around the bazaar, but is clearly not impressed by anything he's seeing. ]
[ there is no sense of sarcasm in ichiban's voice, no hint of mockery in his tone. ]
I'm not here to lecture you or anything, if you're worried about that. We're all in the same boat here—we're all each other's got, so I wanna make it clear I got your back.
[ ichiban's broken ass body made of glass bones and paper skin somehow makes it to the bar today. thanks to the week's effect, he's got two long whiskers sprouting out of the sides of his face as well as some red in his hair like hot cheeto dust frosted tips. a glass of whiskey slides down the bar counter as he plops into a chair, which he raises to lucien tiredly. ]
Yo. You come here to pregame for tomorrow's shitshow, too?
[ so lucien looks like complete and total shit. just complete dogshit. exhausted, eyes swollen and face rough, and expression plastered into a glower. that's probably fine. ]
I don't know. I don't think I want to drink. I just didn't know where else to be.
[ despite saying he doesn't want to drink, he is going around the bar to get a bottle of something. there are robot servers but he doesn't like or trust them. ]
Rougher? No. That has come and gone. [ last week. ] But still, it feels as if it is attempting to draw blood from a stone. I have no more left to give.
[ cheers from their respective sides of the counter! ]
...I conked out pretty early before the forced knockout last night. Were Adrastea and Metis able to find anything out about the nanites while they were hangin' out with us?
[ after cyoa return, ichiban hauls lucien all the way to the medbay and personally sticks him in one of the pods. UP TO YOU HOWEVER LONG HE STAYS IN THERE, but when he comes out, he'll find ichiban sitting down on one of the cots, arms crossed and head bowed, seemingly in deep thought... or. he might have dozed off. that is much more likely to be the case here.
... but for what it's worth, it does look like he hasn't moved since dropping lucien off. he is, after all, a stubborn bastard. ]
lucien probably needs a good long while in there, but he gets claustrophobic in small spaces once he's lucid enough to realize entirely where he is, and starts to shift around - pushing open the door of it to take a break after a while. his injuries are more clear now that he's not totally covered in blood and actively bleeding out, punctures across his body, the eye has taken a heavy hit that seems to have ... actively ruined it, a streak of a lightning scar that runs up his leg and all the way along his body to up the side of his neck. ouchie. ]
[ thankfully, ichiban isn't a heavy sleeper, curfew notwithstanding. as soon as lucien climbs out of the pod, ichiban stirs and starts sleepmumbling a little before fully coming to. he casts a quick glance over lucien's current state and frowns—while he doesn't stand up immediately, he is on alert, ready to help steady and support the other man if necessary. ]
Mornin'. Need any replacement parts? [ ... ] Man, what am I, a shopkeeper NPC...
[ it's usually not noticeable under normal circumstances, but in the conveniently dim lighting of the medbay right now, lucien can see a soft glowing ring around ichiban's left iris. ]
S'not that bad once you get over the fact that you lost it in the first place, actually. Gotta look for a silver lining somewhere, right?
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w1, thursday
[ that's it. no matter where lucien ended up after bursting out of the galley with the other fucks, ichiban will find him and simply ask the above question. ]
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Need more of that medical tape, if you can get it.
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Take it.
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... Thanks.
W2 - MONDAY
he's poking around the bazaar, but is clearly not impressed by anything he's seeing. ]
Could go anywhere. Could be somewhere warm.
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[ there is no sense of sarcasm in ichiban's voice, no hint of mockery in his tone. ]
I'm not here to lecture you or anything, if you're worried about that. We're all in the same boat here—we're all each other's got, so I wanna make it clear I got your back.
w2, friday
Yo. You come here to pregame for tomorrow's shitshow, too?
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I don't know. I don't think I want to drink. I just didn't know where else to be.
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[ lowers his drink. ]
It's been gettin' rougher. Almost starting to feel like cabin fever at this point.
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Rougher? No. That has come and gone. [ last week. ] But still, it feels as if it is attempting to draw blood from a stone. I have no more left to give.
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[ for the record, he's not joking or being sarcastic. he's legitimately asking. ]
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Fucks or otherwise.
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[ cheers from their respective sides of the counter! ]
...I conked out pretty early before the forced knockout last night. Were Adrastea and Metis able to find anything out about the nanites while they were hangin' out with us?
w4, thursday
... but for what it's worth, it does look like he hasn't moved since dropping lucien off. he is, after all, a stubborn bastard. ]
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lucien probably needs a good long while in there, but he gets claustrophobic in small spaces once he's lucid enough to realize entirely where he is, and starts to shift around - pushing open the door of it to take a break after a while. his injuries are more clear now that he's not totally covered in blood and actively bleeding out, punctures across his body, the eye has taken a heavy hit that seems to have ... actively ruined it, a streak of a lightning scar that runs up his leg and all the way along his body to up the side of his neck. ouchie. ]
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Mornin'. Need any replacement parts? [ ... ] Man, what am I, a shopkeeper NPC...
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I'll get the replacement. Too much of a blindspot.
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[ it's usually not noticeable under normal circumstances, but in the conveniently dim lighting of the medbay right now, lucien can see a soft glowing ring around ichiban's left iris. ]
S'not that bad once you get over the fact that you lost it in the first place, actually. Gotta look for a silver lining somewhere, right?