[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 faintly amused. he didn't think scien would care enough to ask (and it wouldn't have bothered him if he never did). ]
...A broad question. [ he answers plainly: ] I come from one of the old families of Mondstadt. The Ragnvindrs are most well-known for its winery, which I run.
backtags.... feel free to drop tho! blows kiss from gy
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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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i think about how i haven't been able to use thoughtshare this week because scien just says everything he's thinking]
Even if they did, I wouldn't take it.
If this is about the pain, keep your distance so it doesn't afflict you again.
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No need.
[ the pain caught him off-guard once, but it won't happen again. ]
You aren't planning to retire to your room?
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[he literally hasn't gone back to his room for much at all. maybe to change sometimes]
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[ as in, he can't feel rested even if he wanted to. ]
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Ah, no. I ignore it, or manage it with numbing treatments or other operations on most days.
Sleep gets in the way of my research, so I limit it where I can.
[fucking workaholic loserass]
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The lack of sleep doesn't dull your mind?
[ diluc really can't say shit when he's pulling two full-time jobs but here we are ]
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[and then he counts the minutes... anyway,]
You ask a lot of questions. You'll need to answer some if you still insist.
[question for question!!]
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[ and inadvisable. ]
What would you like to know?
[ me like oh god, do i have to talk about genshin now ]
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What do you even do? Who are you?
[SCIEN LIKE YOU JUST HELPED ME DRAW BLOOD AND THEN OFFERED YOUR OWN AND I KNOW NOTHING ABOUT YOU]
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he's faintly amused. he didn't think scien would care enough to ask (and it wouldn't have bothered him if he never did). ]
...A broad question. [ he answers plainly: ] I come from one of the old families of Mondstadt. The Ragnvindrs are most well-known for its winery, which I run.
backtags.... feel free to drop tho! blows kiss from gy
Surely a prized son knows better than to just offer his blood up to any person that he meets.
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[ he scoffs softly. ]
No such thing, aboard this ship.
[ and even back home, the price of my blood is the same as any other's. ]
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But I don't hate meeting a person with both money and sense, rare as they might be.