[ ichiban's casual clothes are still soiled by eunhyuk's blood from the end of trial last night, so here he is in his maroon suit, facing one of the large windows of the observation deck. contrary to almost everything about him witnessed thus far, he's... quiet, almost pensive, before turning to sidon with a wave. ]
Ah, hey, big guy. [ he looks back out into the vast expanse of space. ] What kind of place do you think we'll be docking at next?
[ ichiban had implied it a couple of times prior, but he feels like he and sidon are kindred spirits—always trying to find a silver lining even in the darkest times. ]
Nah, not so much the mission, but more... I dunno. [ he shakes his head with a short laugh. ] Sometimes it's easier to just not think about anything, you know? Don't think, and just go with things as they unfold. Less stressing about "what if"s and "why not"s.
[ such is the life of optimists. not that hoping for the best means an immunity to dealing with the worst—there's a droop in his fins, and an understanding when he nods. ]
...Yes. I find if the future feels overwhelming, it's best to deal with one day at a time.
he agrees with a short laugh, enough that he doesn't wake up any undue aches and pains, and off they go to the bar! he looks curious, not having been here very often. ]
I've thought it was a shame we haven't given our dead a proper sendoff... [ they just have to. watch them in these pods. the thought that their souls might be stuffed in there too makes him feel... not amazing. ] You're right. Even if there is no proper funeral, we should at least toast to them!
...Lil' bit. Wish I could've gotten to know them more. [ there's only a small smile as he goes behind the bar to grab two cups. ] Eunhyuk was my roommate, and Viktor... we bonded pretty quick, the very first day we all woke up here.
[ after he pulls a bottle of whiskey to pour himself a glass, he turns to sidon. ]
Any preferences? I can't make anything fancy, though... anything more complicated than a rum and coke, and you'll probably have to ask the holo-bartender instead, heh.
Edited (i almost made him sound like a sad alcoholic) 2024-03-12 01:56 (UTC)
[ he's not a big drinker, and also, it's just nice to get to know someone's preferences. feels nicer to be served a friend from a would-be friend than the not-alive bartender anyway. ]
I'm glad you were able to speak with them some, at least. Our time together was too short. I thought, at the beginning of this journey—ah, two months is barely any time at all! [ a bit of a rueful smile, then. ] I know it feels very long now, to most.
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Ah, hey, big guy. [ he looks back out into the vast expanse of space. ] What kind of place do you think we'll be docking at next?
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Somewhere with plenty of sun, I hope! [ (narrator voice) it was not that ] ...Is your mind on the next mission?
[ is that what any of them are thinking about? ]
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Nah, not so much the mission, but more... I dunno. [ he shakes his head with a short laugh. ] Sometimes it's easier to just not think about anything, you know? Don't think, and just go with things as they unfold. Less stressing about "what if"s and "why not"s.
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...Yes. I find if the future feels overwhelming, it's best to deal with one day at a time.
[ two months feels a lot longer, now. ]
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[ he'll stop looking outside now, shifting to give sidon his full attention. ]
Do you drink? I don't wanna assume everyone's culture and biology are the same as mine.
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I don't often! But I can—and I would be happy to share a drink with you, friend.
[ like, why not, after all this? ]
I usually save it for celebrations, but a token of remembrance is all right too.
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Hey, funerals are just as much about remembrance as they are celebrations of life, aren't they? C'mon, let's roll.
[ off to the concourse they go! ]
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he agrees with a short laugh, enough that he doesn't wake up any undue aches and pains, and off they go to the bar! he looks curious, not having been here very often. ]
I've thought it was a shame we haven't given our dead a proper sendoff... [ they just have to. watch them in these pods. the thought that their souls might be stuffed in there too makes him feel... not amazing. ] You're right. Even if there is no proper funeral, we should at least toast to them!
Did you know either of them well, Ichiban?
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[ after he pulls a bottle of whiskey to pour himself a glass, he turns to sidon. ]
Any preferences? I can't make anything fancy, though... anything more complicated than a rum and coke, and you'll probably have to ask the holo-bartender instead, heh.
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[ he's not a big drinker, and also, it's just nice to get to know someone's preferences. feels nicer to be served a friend from a would-be friend than the not-alive bartender anyway. ]
I'm glad you were able to speak with them some, at least. Our time together was too short. I thought, at the beginning of this journey—ah, two months is barely any time at all! [ a bit of a rueful smile, then. ] I know it feels very long now, to most.
[ he's pretty sure the crew is afraid. ]