Uh, yeah. Except, y'know. A little heads up mighta been nice.
[ He reaches a hand into his pocket to retrieve his cigarettes. He doesn't have many left but after flipping the crumpled lid open and peering down at the dozen or so smokes, he glances at Lúcio with a "want one?" lift of his brows while offering him one. The party isn't exactly helping Jesse think about conserving what he's got left. ] ]
Lúcio? [A beat.] I would imagine by now you've at least rested since we last saw each other- I'd certainly hope you haven't refused to sit this entire time.
[Trying to joke and make light of how they are now being accosted by alien birds and everyone dead in the Mid-Hub? Yeah, he is, because what else can he do right now?]
[It will be of little use. He won't hear them. He won't hear a word. He won't know they ever said anything, and he won't ever hear the message. It will bounce harmlessly back onto their TAB, and nothing will be lost or gained. Not very efficient, wasting time on -
This.
I wouldn't give up. I wouldn't have left if I had the choice, and I wouldn't have stopped trying.
But he did. Didn't he.
He'll never have to worry about it again. He'll never have to worry about playing their stupid mind games, about the minefields of conversation, about any of it. How nice for him, right? How nice for everyone!
A hero doesn't give up. Not willingly. But sometimes there are sacrifices that heroes make, and due to their sacrifice, things can progress in some fashion. People can survive, and cheer, and breathe a sigh of relief because the sacrifice achieves some manner of happy ending for everyone. The hero, however, gets something of the short end of the stick, do they not? They never get to know if it meant anything. They never get to know if their sacrifice mattered. They are reduced to hurling a knotted-up tangle of words, of sentiment, of ideals, into a future in which they no longer exist and hoping that something will stick.
"I wouldn't give up. I wouldn't have left if I had the choice, and I wouldn't have stopped trying."
[A pause.]
Funny. Woulds and coulds never get anyone anywhere, do they? Perhaps you wouldn't have. But you did.
I will not claim to be surprised, Mr. Lúcio. I did say this would happen. One way or another. How courteous of you to prove me right; regardless of whether this was your choice or not, I find that intent seldom has anything to do with it.
You are, without question, one of the most persistent individuals I've ever had the misfortune of encountering. Do not take it personally. Most humans are. You lack any sense of self-preservation, it seems, as well as any sort of awareness as to when it is best for one to QUIT.
Hi, this is Kelly Ann. I've been helping out in MedBay, just doing scut work. I don't have a lot of experience in this stuff though and was wondering if I could ask a few questions about it. I saw your name on the signup sheet so I figured I'd ask you.
hey there! i think i've seen you around if you're who i think you are i'm still learning too, but i don't mind passing on what i know so far-- what were you thinking of specifically?
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Has everything calmed down for you?
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cont'd from the event!
Uh, yeah. Except, y'know. A little heads up mighta been nice.
[ He reaches a hand into his pocket to retrieve his cigarettes. He doesn't have many left but after flipping the crumpled lid open and peering down at the dozen or so smokes, he glances at Lúcio with a "want one?" lift of his brows while offering him one. The party isn't exactly helping Jesse think about conserving what he's got left. ] ]
wheeee
Oh, yeah. Why'd we get that, huh? Why give us warning?
[his shoulders slouch a little as he remembers all too clearly the feel of almost drowning and being unable to help anyone else.]
That'd be too easy. But we're all safe now, that's the main thing.
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[Here's hoping you have "the classics", Lucio bro.]
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ON TOP OF HIS BED (backdated to 10/1)
Clumsily arranged there, he'll find: a shirt, a few ketchup packets, and contact lens that allows the wearer to see a display of what is on their MID.
On top is a note:]
'tis a gift from the skeleton of inadvisable mistakes. be good, kid.
-s
[TEXT] Sometime near the end of the Ingress research plot
LUCIO
LUCIOLUCIOLUCIOLUCIOLUCIOLUCIOLUCIOLULULULULULULULULULULULULULULUCIO
[Someone has figured out the talk to text function on the MID]
OH GOSH
DARINDARINDARINADARINADAIRNARIANDARINA
WHAT'S THE SCREAMING REASON???
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yo are you still alive
are you still a goddamn frog
THANK GOD
where you at, man? i meant to look for you but i've been
busy
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hi
you do ou do medical right ??/
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are nurses supposed to look like vieso video game
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glad you're awake dude
but maybe just
put the device down and go back to sleep?
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fun fact this is all shit i have actually said while in ER
RED
LOOK PAINKILLERS ARE A TRIP
i thought i touched this
touches you
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Lucio, please, if you're there, answer me. It's Darin.
I need--Shiro needs help.
Please. We just got back from Eosoros.
AAAAA
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What's his status?
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there's a bunch of organic cafes that do nice drinks
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Hey Lucio this just happened and I couldnt help showing you
Do me a favor and forward this to Doc Ziegler too? Let her know Shiros doing just fine.
-Darin
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This.
I wouldn't give up. I wouldn't have left if I had the choice, and I wouldn't have stopped trying.
But he did. Didn't he.
He'll never have to worry about it again. He'll never have to worry about playing their stupid mind games, about the minefields of conversation, about any of it. How nice for him, right? How nice for everyone!
A hero doesn't give up. Not willingly. But sometimes there are sacrifices that heroes make, and due to their sacrifice, things can progress in some fashion. People can survive, and cheer, and breathe a sigh of relief because the sacrifice achieves some manner of happy ending for everyone. The hero, however, gets something of the short end of the stick, do they not? They never get to know if it meant anything. They never get to know if their sacrifice mattered. They are reduced to hurling a knotted-up tangle of words, of sentiment, of ideals, into a future in which they no longer exist and hoping that something will stick.
But he isn't the hero.
And they'll never be something worth SAVING.]
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"I wouldn't give up. I wouldn't have left if I had the choice, and I wouldn't have stopped trying."
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Funny. Woulds and coulds never get anyone anywhere, do they? Perhaps you wouldn't have. But you did.
I will not claim to be surprised, Mr. Lúcio. I did say this would happen. One way or another. How courteous of you to prove me right; regardless of whether this was your choice or not, I find that intent seldom has anything to do with it.
You are, without question, one of the most persistent individuals I've ever had the misfortune of encountering. Do not take it personally. Most humans are. You lack any sense of self-preservation, it seems, as well as any sort of awareness as to when it is best for one to QUIT.
You should have QUIT.
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text; here i am
No one here happens to know where we put the aspirin, do they?
Or any kind of the same thing.
[... you accidentally hit "SEND ALL" instead of selecting the right amount of people.]
THANK U SORRY ABOUT THE OTHER ONE
IT'S COOL
<3
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i'm still learning too, but i don't mind passing on what i know so far-- what were you thinking of specifically?
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where the hell are ya
not that i miss your smelly feet or your farts that smell like a shrimps asshole
but just wonderin
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[Just...out of the blue. Yeah. Nice to see you too, Chara.]
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[hey chara. what's up. oh, still being an edgelord? cool.]
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