[me grabbing omo in the latest fashion ever anyway this one is going to start with the vague hangover feeling because party games was last night but!!
then it hits! with your next breath, there is a sudden, debilitating pain that rattles throughout your system. it starts in your chest and then spreads throughout your body, setting every nerve aflame as though every inch of you is being stabbed. the pain is constant, no alleviation, just a new burst of it with every breath you take.
and then the flicker disappears. that was diluc's surprise
and scien is about three feet away, playing tetris on his I.R.I.S. one-handed. he is horizontal on either the floor or couch, exhausted.]
diluc is no stranger to pain, but this is something else entirely. his expression twists in that moment, a far departure from his usual stoic mask, and even after the worst has passed a frown lingers at the corners of his mouth. ]
...Good evening, Scien.
[ ...do they not provide medicine aboard this ship? ]
[he's probably left the observation deck by now but then also returned to it. he's examining some of the vents that may or may not exist if they dont' then he's looking at the doors just trust me
he looks at the coffee and then says - ]
I don't accept drinks that I don't see made myself.
[he actually would eat whatever dahut brought him but. lmao. lol.]
[ head empty he is just standing on the other side of the glass. his emotions are restrained, but it's easy to tell from his body language he is Feeling Conflicted. ]
...Will you explain what happened? As much as you care to.
horizontal again i'm sorry this man is really splayed out on the ground looking at the ceiling. his emotions are still in that tight little box bundle, but the strongest one that leaks through is this sense of being lost.]
We were both awake. I thought I wanted to see his heart for myself. So I did.
[you get one embed the whole thread because i'm not strong enough i'm just not. it's pixel shu unless i say it's not pixel shu
anyway it's so funny to have two otome love interests that are both voiced by hosoyan! whoa! because here's pixel shu, even though the tone and cadence of his words definitely sound like a different asshole]
You've been through a lot lately, haven't you? Ragnvindr.
[the way scien never came up with a mocking nickname for diluc]
[ IT IS THE SAME PICTURE im so glad u just picked the other hosoyan otome, in tears.
but yeah diluc's seen a few other deda around now, and only one person calls him? ragnvindr? so this is still a distinct naming convention to him, hilariously. ]
[ this can be post-execution, just getting starters set up in advance so i'm not spending forever on these later
anyway i rng'd bootanical gardens. they can be having a nice walk, or having tea where diluc can be staring at the fancy set in the center of the table, with a mild frown... ]
[hopefully it comes as no surprise to anyone that scien is absolutely covered in rust and grease. from the neck down it's a disaster. simply the worst.
but he'll still see diluc and make a gesture to get his attention]
[ matchies! not quite the same level of gruesome as scien, but diluc is also just. completely covered in rust and grease from neck down, including his hands... yay!
[he is recovered... he's comfy now with a towel over his head and a mug of a warm steaming drink... he's pulled his sleeves up over his hands for sweater paws though. gap moe]
[ he's just quietly nursing a cup of tea in the canteen. intermittently looking up to the tv monitor and then away again. he'll nod at scien when he spots him. ]
[ wherever they are, diluc will cough up a petal of a padisarah in scien's vicinity. it goes into the botanical waste collection bag. (the virches are french but they both get assigned sumeru flowers this week.) ]
...I wonder if there are cough suppressants here.
[ they can be in the rat hospital or something...!! scien go develop a medicine for this please and thank you. ]
but scien will be actually found in the gardens instead of any lab! he's found something comfy to wear, and his hair is down and damp again—but at least it's not because he drowned. a blanket is already settled on his shoulders (thanks dahut) and in his sweater pawed hand he has a mug of hot cocoa.....
his gaze fixates on a particular patch of flowers, as if searching for something among them. when he hears footsteps, this time he actually turns his head.]
but auction items are unlocked :) which means that in the stasis bay, where scien had been spending a solid amount of his time, he's looking at the now glowing, active, awake reliver machine. it thrums with a foreboding energy and scien is at one of the monitors, running a diagnostics check. hilariously, because of (checks notes) everything, diluc might even recognize this wretched thing in a distant awareness kind of way
actually since they haven't gotten to check in since that day, scien will glance over when diluc enters]
though diluc IMMEDIATELY pulls a face when he sees the machine. his expression eases when he sees scien, however, and he nods. ]
I have. Thanks for bearing with me.
[ sometimes your brain is SO scrambled from cyoa and you inadvertently make it everyone else's problem. his expression shifts once more to concern, because thursday! sure was A Time!!! ]
[ this may not actually be on monday BUT AT SOME POINT THIS WEEK... the capsule exile... diluc will be setting up camp somewhere in the lounge probably for the evening!! scien can walk into a memshare (he can have more than one):
you were born to the highest station of status and wealth in mondstadt—the ragnvindr name, an uncrowned bloodline in a country without a king. you have lived your life in service of your city, and endeavored from your earliest memory to fulfill your father's dream, passed onto you.
and you succeed where your father had failed. you are blessed by the seven, granted a pyro vision at the age of 10—a mark of divine potential, even ascension to godhood. you then earn the title of cavalry captain of the favonius at the age of 14, a mere four years later—the youngest ever in the ranks of the ordo.
even as a child, you work tirelessly to the bone for the merest scrap of your father's praise, for the glory of the knights. it's all you've ever known, and you foolishly believe, heart and soul, that it is your righteous calling. you burn ever brightly, and you burn true.
your father dies because he dared to defy the gods, and wielded a heretic power at a severe cost. you do not know how he obtained it, and you did not know he had it to begin with. he dies in unbearable agony, and you take his life with your own two hands to free him from it. you can feel as he stills in your arms, as he draws his final breath.
blood continues to bloom across his waistcoat. rain falls.
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...This again.
[ he sounds so over it, and continues arranging pillows. hello scien. ]
well, first of all, scien has his arm back already. he's been here two days and he, too, is performing acts against god. especially given the fact that in the connection of emotionshare—diluc will feel it in full color and clarity.
scien's emotions, no longer a faraway echo replica of human feeling. instead, he watches the memory with full attention, curiosity, and even a slight tone of sombre recognition. perhaps this is part of diluc's mentioned regrets.
weekend zero, saturday
the issue is that he only has one arm
but when he sees diluc he'll immediately glance down to check if he has two hands!]
You. Are you squeamish?
[this is NOT the best way to thread start but it's what i'm giving you]
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diluc blinks slowly at him, then at the small array of equipment laid out. ]
Why do you ask?
[ IT IS A RATHER OMINOUS QUESTION ]
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How go your efforts?
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It turns out there's others besides you who would be willing to give up their blood to near strangers.
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week zero, thursday
then it hits! with your next breath, there is a sudden, debilitating pain that rattles throughout your system. it starts in your chest and then spreads throughout your body, setting every nerve aflame as though every inch of you is being stabbed. the pain is constant, no alleviation, just a new burst of it with every breath you take.
and then the flicker disappears. that was diluc's surprise
and scien is about three feet away, playing tetris on his I.R.I.S. one-handed. he is horizontal on either the floor or couch, exhausted.]
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diluc is no stranger to pain, but this is something else entirely. his expression twists in that moment, a far departure from his usual stoic mask, and even after the worst has passed a frown lingers at the corners of his mouth. ]
...Good evening, Scien.
[ ...do they not provide medicine aboard this ship? ]
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backtags.... feel free to drop tho! blows kiss from gy
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W0 FRI (LATE)
they don't have to talk it's fine. ]
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he looks at the coffee and then says - ]
I don't accept drinks that I don't see made myself.
[he actually would eat whatever dahut brought him but. lmao. lol.]
State your findings.
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W0 SATURDAY
...Will you explain what happened? As much as you care to.
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horizontal again i'm sorry this man is really splayed out on the ground looking at the ceiling. his emotions are still in that tight little box bundle, but the strongest one that leaks through is this sense of being lost.]
We were both awake. I thought I wanted to see his heart for myself. So I did.
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week 4, post-mini event
anyway it's so funny to have two otome love interests that are both voiced by hosoyan! whoa! because here's pixel shu, even though the tone and cadence of his words definitely sound like a different asshole]
You've been through a lot lately, haven't you? Ragnvindr.
[the way scien never came up with a mocking nickname for diluc]
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but yeah diluc's seen a few other deda around now, and only one person calls him? ragnvindr? so this is still a distinct naming convention to him, hilariously. ]
Scien. ...It's been some time, hasn't it?
[ holy fuck it's been a month (goes bald) ]
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W4 SUNDAY
anyway i rng'd bootanical gardens. they can be having a nice walk, or having tea where diluc can be staring at the fancy set in the center of the table, with a mild frown... ]
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but:]
You've had a complicated weekend.
[just a statement of fact]
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week 5, monday
but he'll still see diluc and make a gesture to get his attention]
You. Come here. I have something for you.
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he cants his head curiously at scien. ]
What is it?
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W5 THURSDAY
How're you feeling?
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Mostly just annoyed.... Cold...
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W5 SATURDAY
Good evening, Scien.
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scien brings over his coat that he borrowed on thursday, freshly laundered and clean of rust. he'll just offer it back to him]
This must be tough on you. Wasn't that your bar brawl buddy?
[based on what he heard from gregor]
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W6 MONDAY
...I wonder if there are cough suppressants here.
[ they can be in the rat hospital or something...!! scien go develop a medicine for this please and thank you. ]
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scien will actually glance over]
Do you want one...?
[he likes diluc enough that he would make this medicine for him from scratch yea]
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week 6, thursday
but scien will be actually found in the gardens instead of any lab! he's found something comfy to wear, and his hair is down and damp again—but at least it's not because he drowned. a blanket is already settled on his shoulders (thanks dahut) and in his sweater pawed hand he has a mug of hot cocoa.....
his gaze fixates on a particular patch of flowers, as if searching for something among them. when he hears footsteps, this time he actually turns his head.]
... Ragnvindr. Are you whole?
[going to arpechele is. a lot.]
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...It's Lawrence.
[ fukken help. ]
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week 6, sunday
but auction items are unlocked :) which means that in the stasis bay, where scien had been spending a solid amount of his time, he's looking at the now glowing, active, awake reliver machine. it thrums with a foreboding energy and scien is at one of the monitors, running a diagnostics check. hilariously, because of (checks notes) everything, diluc might even recognize this wretched thing in a distant awareness kind of way
actually since they haven't gotten to check in since that day, scien will glance over when diluc enters]
Have your memories settled?
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though diluc IMMEDIATELY pulls a face when he sees the machine. his expression eases when he sees scien, however, and he nods. ]
I have. Thanks for bearing with me.
[ sometimes your brain is SO scrambled from cyoa and you inadvertently make it everyone else's problem. his expression shifts once more to concern, because thursday! sure was A Time!!! ]
And you? Are you fully recovered?
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W7 MONDAY
and you succeed where your father had failed. you are blessed by the seven, granted a pyro vision at the age of 10—a mark of divine potential, even ascension to godhood. you then earn the title of cavalry captain of the favonius at the age of 14, a mere four years later—the youngest ever in the ranks of the ordo.
even as a child, you work tirelessly to the bone for the merest scrap of your father's praise, for the glory of the knights. it's all you've ever known, and you foolishly believe, heart and soul, that it is your righteous calling. you burn ever brightly, and you burn true.
and then you turn 18.
and your father dies, on the night of your birthday.
your father dies because he dared to defy the gods, and wielded a heretic power at a severe cost. you do not know how he obtained it, and you did not know he had it to begin with. he dies in unbearable agony, and you take his life with your own two hands to free him from it. you can feel as he stills in your arms, as he draws his final breath.
blood continues to bloom across his waistcoat. rain falls.
...This again.
[ he sounds so over it, and continues arranging pillows. hello scien. ]
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well, first of all, scien has his arm back already. he's been here two days and he, too, is performing acts against god. especially given the fact that in the connection of emotionshare—diluc will feel it in full color and clarity.
scien's emotions, no longer a faraway echo replica of human feeling. instead, he watches the memory with full attention, curiosity, and even a slight tone of sombre recognition. perhaps this is part of diluc's mentioned regrets.
but before he can respond, his own memory plays: "Bread is the main food I consume." ]
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endgame
he will go to find diluc]
Is there anything you wish for, upon returning home?
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...Nothing for myself. Why do you ask?
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