WEEK 14 - I have been — and always shall be — your friend.

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the pygmalion. . . ONLINE CAPTAIN'S LOG: WEEK (14)

monday (41) survivors You stand with your friends, your family, and your enemies, shoulder to shoulder. The deceased and the living are the same, now, and you've been reunited with the person trapped on the opposite ship. You have four choices. Four options laid before you - five, if you're smart about it. You have the option of staying on the Nuwa, a ship pre-programmed to land somewhere safe, soon, and then it's your's for the taking. You have the option of entering the Nuwa's virtual reality and crafting your own perfect world, but knowing it was a perfect world created by your own hand. Your third option is one of the Cradles, a machine created to bring you bliss, and permit you the dream you've always wanted, without the knowledge it's a virtual reality. Your fourth option lays in front of you, on the bridge of the Nuwa, and it's a tear in the fabric of reality, but you can see your home waiting for you. It looks idyllic, perfect, just the way you'd want it to be. Your fifth option lies in another tear - the tear of a friend. Perhaps their heart is kind enough to take in a stray. The choice is your's to make, and whatever you choose, know that, for the first time in fourteen weeks, it's your choice. taken list profiles private conversations setting rulebook ENTER COMMAND_

Comments

[antietam]

How often do you think I can sleep that late on Sundays? [ Late being like 8AM. ] Before you know it, we'll be in an apartment that you like. All I want is somewhere close to school, you can pick the rest.

Am I really bringing home the stray when you already have one in mind? [ He can wait approximately one second before giving his opinion. ] I don't care how old it is, as long as it needs a good home.

[ Yes he's developed a fondness for strays somehow. He snorts at Luke's guard-cat suggestion and pulls back slightly to look at him. ] So that's what you're going to do while I'm in class. [ He seems to accept it because he's rolling his eyes. ] Not yet? [ That's alright. He has plenty of time to work on being equal to Luke. His free hand moves under Luke's chin like he's a cat. ]

You ready?

[chiseler]

Invest in earplugs. [He doesn't mind that though.] We'll apartment-hunt. Maybe I'll get a job. Or I'll just make money magically appear if my powers are still in tact.

And yes you're bringing home the stray and the stray is bringing home another stray, so therefore you're bringing home two strays. I'm just saying...bet a lot of people look for kittens and forgets that older cats need a home, too. [Maybe he's projecting on this metaphorical cat, who knows.] We'll spoil the shit out of it, it'll be fine.

That's exactly what I'm going to do. [With Adam's hand under his chin though Luke's eyes close just a bit and he looks every bit cat-like. There's a short pause...and he moves, pressing a kiss to Adam's forehead before pulling away.] Not yet, but close enough. [Whether that's to them being equal or being ready he doesn't say.] Wanna go find Ronan and get going?

[antietam]

If you can make money magically appear, I think the stray was worth the investment. [ He only likes Luke for his money yeah. He nudges at his side. ] You'd still have to get a job though.

[ Luke isn't obvious at all. Still: ] I think I like older cats better. [ But they will spoil it the same way he will spoil Luke. He smiles when Luke closes his eyes, but the kiss is unexpected and he's flustered enough to let Luke pull away. He stares at Luke for a long moment before nodding, bumping their shoulders together as he leads Luke off on their search for Ronan. ]

Time to go home.