[Lilith, mulling that over, crushes her empty can of beer in the middle and pitches it into the wastebin across the room. (kobe) Now that he's putting it like that, it's a whole lot grimmer.]
i still dont think one of them would have time to get at me but that is really freaky i cant imagine NOT being me, evr
It took him some time to piece it all together, but slowly, surely, it begins to make sense.
Every event past a certain point of time is blurry because he had found it difficult to focus on anything other than seeming normal or fine. He is revisited by some of it now, a gunshot, bloody water.
[It is here where he leaves the bed and gets up to go to the bathroom, unsure of what to do.
He settles for washing his face. The water is cold, as the heat comes and goes in the apartment, something about the riots and the whole zombie situation interfering with the power supply. When drying his face with a towel, he catches a glimpse of himself in the mirror.
Funny. He can't quite remember ever hating his reflection this much.
No big deal. As concerned as she is about the mission itself, she's not losing her head too much. About anything, really. Scraping by, fighting for her life-- all of those are the status quo, which means that everything she's encountered in Woodhurst has very nearly been luxury. Save for the lack of ECHOnet.
She still, after all, believes she'll at least get out of this alive, no matter the cost.
She's idly playing some Magimon Go and cracking open the second-to-last beer. It tastes like piss, but it's all she's got. Not any worse than crappy Pandoran bathtub booze, even if it is lacking in alcohol content.]
Asher looks at the bathroom window, now boarded up. He eyes a nail that's coming loose, wondering haphazardly if this is some kind of grim metaphor for his life.
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Bepis.
[V POSSIBLY DRUNKEN GIGGLING]
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It's soooo dumb!
[he is trying 2 whisper butt he is failing]
1/2
e_e
goes back to sleep]
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Is he from, like, a rated PG planet? Oh my god.
Behpis? Beep-is. [snort]
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wut a whackass name 4 a dong
horrifying
an alien bepis is out 2 get us lmao
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if i were that ugly, i'd b pissed 2
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damn this isnt even cool if we beat them
like A+ guys we beat those alien wangs
(hehe get it beat)
wheres my giant alien monster boss fight huh?
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[Still.]
those lil guys r kinda freaky tho
lowkey
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how else am i gonna beat alien meat ;)
[she's having too much fun with this.]
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i'm not sure how u feel about it but
it's totes creepy that they can just get in ur head and like
[He would say suck the life out of you, but that's not quite right.
What happens, exactly?
Where do you go?]
leave ya all empty like they do
im still mobile tagging 4give pls
[Lilith, mulling that over, crushes her empty can of beer in the middle and pitches it into the wastebin across the room. (kobe) Now that he's putting it like that, it's a whole lot grimmer.]
i still dont think one of them would have time to get at me
but that is really freaky
i cant imagine NOT being me, evr
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there were a bunch of em, right?
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[Come to think of it, he doesn't really know.
Shit.]
i forget? or
i guess i wasn't really focusing on what happened to them, at the time...
since some other peeps were takin care of it
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mindfucker slugs that eat your brains out? um yeah they shouldve gotten their wriggly butts melted?
anyway keep going
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Why can't he remember?]
we got rid of them i
[And seemingly, out of nowhere...
Everything goes quiet.]
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heeeeeyyy
u fall asleep?? :/
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It took him some time to piece it all together, but slowly, surely, it begins to make sense.
Every event past a certain point of time is blurry because he had found it difficult to focus on anything other than seeming normal or fine. He is revisited by some of it now, a gunshot, bloody water.
Hiruma's yelling.]
sorry
there was somethin i forgot to do
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[and Lilith, of course, is none the wiser. She couldn't understand even if that weren't the case.
Not when killing has always come so easily to her.]
u were telling me about the last mission? bepises
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He settles for washing his face. The water is cold, as the heat comes and goes in the apartment, something about the riots and the whole zombie situation interfering with the power supply. When drying his face with a towel, he catches a glimpse of himself in the mirror.
Funny. He can't quite remember ever hating his reflection this much.
The magitek lies near the sink.]
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No big deal. As concerned as she is about the mission itself, she's not losing her head too much. About anything, really. Scraping by, fighting for her life-- all of those are the status quo, which means that everything she's encountered in Woodhurst has very nearly been luxury. Save for the lack of ECHOnet.
She still, after all, believes she'll at least get out of this alive, no matter the cost.
She's idly playing some Magimon Go and cracking open the second-to-last beer. It tastes like piss, but it's all she's got. Not any worse than crappy Pandoran bathtub booze, even if it is lacking in alcohol content.]
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[Pause, be convincing.
If there's one thing he's learned in his time working for Annalise, it's how to sell a lie.]
i totally knocked out 4 a second there
is it cool if we catch up 2mrw? i should probably catch sum zzzs
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yea sure :P
[time to bother somebody else while she cant sleep........]
ill remind you!! gimme all the juicy details later ❤️
night
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What is he made of? Tears? Misery?
Asher looks at the bathroom window, now boarded up. He eyes a nail that's coming loose, wondering haphazardly if this is some kind of grim metaphor for his life.
He was so happy. Is it about to end?
Who can say for sure?]
night