[HELLO SWEET ANISE!!! This can be after the Npc 2 Electric Boogaloo why not. Luke is just hanging out here in the lounge, typing away on his I.R.I.S.--he looks up to smile at her.]
Just checking in! I don't think you need me to worry too much. [At least in the sense of, she doesn't seem like she's about to have panic attacks? Honestly most people here have been an almost concerning level of well-adjusted, he expected a lot more of Lucien-brand screaming in the bathroom.
Anyway, she can take a look! It's just a long line of code.]
I'm just taking some notes, for now. I don't want to try hacking into the system again until I'm sure I've got something that will work, but I'm jotting down ideas.
Mm... I mean, with the right equipment, sure. [Okay Mr. Confident] But I'm just working on communications. If I can get in touch with my team, they'll be able to help.
[ honestly, not too much! she's probably left a bunch of knick-knacks she bought off of Scrap lying around on the desk. there's also her big tuning fork staff propped up in a corner. she looks over in surprise when he comes in, because like, no one has done that for weeks! ]
... Oh! Oh, right. [ this is his room! ]
Hey, maybe we should get that cot after all? Or maybe grab some of that glamping stuff we set up in the ballroom the other day...
[Belatedly, he realizes he probably should've knocked. Oops.
But, ah--he waves a hand.]
Oh, no, that's okay, I'll sleep somewhere else.
[Which sounds like his typical week 0 bullshit... but then he blinks, apparently realizing something. And then turns and coughs into his elbow... MORE WEEK 0 BULLSHIT??? No, he just quickly tries to hide a few petals in his pocket before she can see what color they are.]
Sorry, uh--anyway, it's no big deal. The ship's really open now.
Don't worry, it's really fine. I, um... [He scratches the back of his neck...] I have some stuff to take care of, so I probably wouldn't be in here either way.
[OKAY they can be planetside... Luke looks so serious right now?? He is absolutely playing guard dog. HE PROBABLY DOESN'T EVEN WANT HER OUT HERE TO BEGIN WITH but the ship is also taken over by haze and monsters so really... what's the difference...]
Mm... I don't know. But there's an ancient legend in my world about an island of "lotus eaters"--the food they ate there put them in a state of perpetual blissful dreams, and they lost all desire to leave.
[God it's so weird to have so many people know about your health problems. He'll never get used to this. Maybe he can brainblast them all one last time and erase their memories.]
I was before! [PLS.] But you don't need to worry. Scien's helping me.
Weekend 0, Sunday
Hey. How are you holding up?
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[ she smiles brightly, and comes over to try to peek at his display, because she's nosy. ]
What are you up to, Luke?
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Anyway, she can take a look! It's just a long line of code.]
I'm just taking some notes, for now. I don't want to try hacking into the system again until I'm sure I've got something that will work, but I'm jotting down ideas.
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Week 4, Wednesday
[After the game, there is a robot hovering awkwardly nearby, as if it wants to approach again...]
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...... and waves? ]
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Glitches out of Woboji form, but still appears low-poly
:man_standing:]
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Wha!?!?
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...Ah.
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Week 6, Saturday
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... Oh! Oh, right. [ this is his room! ]
Hey, maybe we should get that cot after all? Or maybe grab some of that glamping stuff we set up in the ballroom the other day...
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But, ah--he waves a hand.]
Oh, no, that's okay, I'll sleep somewhere else.
[Which sounds like his typical week 0 bullshit... but then he blinks, apparently realizing something. And then turns and coughs into his elbow... MORE WEEK 0 BULLSHIT??? No, he just quickly tries to hide a few petals in his pocket before she can see what color they are.]
Sorry, uh--anyway, it's no big deal. The ship's really open now.
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Huh? Maybe, but I'd feel bad kicking you out when you just got back... and I guess we know why we couldn't use Room 20 now...
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Don't worry, it's really fine. I, um... [He scratches the back of his neck...] I have some stuff to take care of, so I probably wouldn't be in here either way.
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Week 7, Monday
Careful with the flowers, especially.
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I know... They're probably going to try to eat us or something.
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[ some of us don't know our myths ]
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Week 7, Saturday
Are you alright? You're not injured? [He will fuss until he dies (again)]
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[ she laughs a little at his fussing. ]
Last I checked, you're the fragile one -- not me!
[ mr. w0 heart attack ]
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Don't say fragile...
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You're going to take good care of your health after you go home, right?
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I was before! [PLS.] But you don't need to worry. Scien's helping me.
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