WEEK 13 - I can't lie to you about your chances, but you have my sympathies.

[al2955]

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

sunday (41) survivors Something in the air breaks, shattering from deep within space itself - and to accompany that sensation is a psychic scream. The ship shakes, coming to a screeching halt as a bright light explodes outside it. It pulses, not unlike a heartbeat, that crawls and crawls along at a slow, grueling pace. The last illusion has been broken, the last mental tie severed and crushed. You've done well up until now, and you can reap the benefits of Her labor; the dead walk among you, after all, and as Her scream rings out, a burst of energy shoots through the residents of the Pygmalion. It's clearly a desperate bid, but it doesn't root itself in place. Instead, you feel lighter than ever - Her attempt to claim you has only unraveled the string that kept you in place. The 40% limit has been lifted, and you are at full capacity. The chains have been broken. Go freely, heroes. taken list profiles private conversations setting rulebook ENTER COMMAND_

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[thanatosincarnate]

{ ... Okay guess what. Arumat's going to be using the thing to get in contact with a certain Captain. He definitely selected Edge's name off of the skype-like format via that 'Passenger List'. }

You better answer me. Now.

{ Sorry Edge, he's not mincing words. }

[goodscout]

[ Edge is a nice guy. Really! And if anyone heard anything about Edge from Arumat during their stay on the Pygmalion, they've got to be expecting Edge to get on the line and verbally embrace Arumat. Because.

He's a nice guy. He's sentimental, he's caring, he put that mojo flask in Arumat's room, and right now he's looking at Arumat with the same professional gaze he focuses on Shimada. ]

Oh? "Now" is an awfully relative term Arumat P. Thanatos, Captain of the 13th Independent Armored Division. What would you do if your "now" and my "now" aren't working parallel to each other?

[ Obviously they are so this is a dumb question. He drops his "official" attitude (which is less official and more officially difficult) and grins at the screen. ] But, I have to admit. It is nice to see you. Even now, death really can't keep up with you, can it?

[thanatosincarnate]

{ Pretty much. Arumat's expression instantly turns into a vaguely irritated one ( then again, doesn't he always look that way? ). }

You're ridiculous as always.

{ This is the response to Edge's lovely rhetorical and slightly punkish question(s), and somehow said fondly. Deep down, Arumat's glad that nothing seems to have irrevocably changed the blond to the point where he wouldn't cower from his usual antics. Yet, that is not something he would dare to admit. }

Of course it can't. As always, something like that wouldn't be able to hold me back for long—or at all for that matter.

I'll assume if you're in such a good mood to talk like that I hardly have to bother asking if you're 'alright' or some such nonsense.