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the pygmalion. . . ONLINE CAPTAIN'S LOG: WEEK (13)

saturday (10) survivors Something is different. You can feel it in the air: an ominous presence that weighs down the ship like it's underwater. Try as you might, you can't escape the feeling that you're being watched, the sensation of someone just out of view tailing you. Tensions are high, and paranoia grows with it. You feel it more than see it, and that's what warps your perception of the ship. Is it darker? Are the lights dimming? Who is it that calls out to you? Why is it so cold? Who can you trust? The distinct sensation of not knowing who your back is to wraps around you. There is one thing you can trust in, however; though you feel exposed, you are not alone. Mother is here for you. taken list profiles private conversations setting rulebook ENTER COMMAND_

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[bloodbiter]

[thank you for helping with the landing, jason.

once she's not being hurled through the air, hitting the ground, she pushes herself to a sitting position. coughing and trying to draw in breath, she places a hand to her ribs. that's going to leave a nasty bruise, but she can worry about that later once she's done wheezing. it takes her a while, but once she has enough breath to speak, she nods at jason's question, trying to stand again. if grell doesn't manage to kill that thing, she wants to be prepared to help.

she'll offer jason a hand if he hasn't made it to his feet yet.]

Yes, I'm fine. [another, smaller series of coughs.] Are you hurt?

[though she's talking, her attention is still focused on the handyman. pleasantries can come later.]

[bloodteller]

Songbird... [ it sounds strange to her, but yuno nods. for as strange as all this is, if elizabeth promises it'll be okay, then she'll obey. yuno keeps one eye on the creature at the window and one eye on adelina, making sure she's capable of getting up. she won't leave elizabeth, but she's not going to avoid helping if she needs to, either.

yuno lowers liz from her back, balancing the other girl against the wall next to the window, watching closely for any signs of aggression from songbird. ] What next?

[baptizer]

[ The wind is knocked out of both Jason and Adelina. Adelina would have a nasty little feeling in her forearm from impact and Jason probably hurt his ass, let's be real.

Grell? Grell has her delicious moment. The figure towers over her, ready to sway Grell right in the direction of Songbird and the glass window. It's easy to guess the impact will shatter the glass but - no. Grell stops it with a resounding crash of glass and pained noises from the Handyman. She shatters the Handyman's glass container, impaling the heart and causing him to stumble back in the saddest lurching noise.

Elizabeth nearly topples over to her knees as she presses against the glass, her palm pressed to it as the beast curiously looks at her. ]

Songbird!

[ She looks to Yuno, almost as if apologizing in advance if this doesn't work. ]

You - You were right! You were always right. I need to be protected. I need to be home. Safe.

[ The bird's neck twitches in a curious way, looking out in space, then back to the group of people. Elizabeth's voice was hoarse, dry and cracking but she continues. ]

I need you to watch over me. [ Elizabeth says with a pained sob. Yuno - and anyone in the viewport - can see in the distance, in space a giant tear rip open. The gray static taking up a large expanse of space. Elizabeth's collecting herself, trying desperately to keep it open - it struggles to do so, contracting and restricting. What they see... is Elizabeth's tower, as angelic as it always is. There's a sudden change - instead of a wide shot, the tear flickers closer and there's another... another Elizabeth there. The light in the bird's eye turns from yellow to green, a docile tone. ] Go watch over her! Watch over me and keep me safe there.

[ She hates this - mainly because Elizabeth is condemning another version of herself to being kept by Songbird. She feels selfish and she looks back to the group nervously. The bird, as attentive as it was, leaves Elizabeth. It shoots off away from the ship and sends itself flying through the tear to soar around the angelic figure, much like Elizabeth asks. The girl's knees buckle and the tear closes, leaving her gasping for air. ]