allstarz / vi

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weekend 0, saturday, relaxation area

[damp]

[ Hello! He's sitting in one of the massage chairs looking thoughtful. The chair isn't on, he's just sitting there like Sad Keanu. ]

Hey. [ But will greet Vi like a polite boy. ] At least we're not in the basement anymore?

[doublefists]

[ not the sad keanu

she will wander over to him and flop down. she has a bottle of something alcoholic. ]

Small victories. [ takes a swig. ] You doing okay with all this?

[ like, no. but. she can't help but ask. ]

[damp]

[ Good for her. Drink those feelings away. ]

Not really. I'm mostly just tired at the thought of going through it all again. [ SIGHS! And slumps back into the chair. ] Everyone probably feels like that, though...

[doublefists]

[ yea!!!

she pauses, and puts the bottle down, for now. if his foot is in range, she nudges it with her own. ]

Just because everybody feels like that doesn't mean you can't. [ ... ] I get it, though. Mine was only two weeks. Can't imagine what eight weeks was like.

[damp]

[ She can nudge!! He'll give her an appreciative smile before looking curious. ]

Two weeks? That was the simulation, right?

[doublefists]

[ RECTONS THAT IT WAS BOOZE IT'S JUICE

anyway. ]

Yep. Most of it was just people dropping dead without the murder bits, and it wasn't... real, I guess.

[damp]

[ HELP forced sober ]

But you didn't know it wasn't real, right?

[doublefists]

[ the worst nightmare ]

Nope. It felt real. [ she absently rubs at her like... midsection, wrinkling her nose. ] I still don't know why we were really there. It was a blur.

[damp]

[ Frowning. ]

You didn't have to prove yourself or earn your freedom?

[doublefists]

We broke a bunch of terminals to beat Death at its own game, but I don't know if that counts. It was more a prison break.

[damp]

Like the real Death? Or was that a simulation too?

[doublefists]

No idea, never met the actual embodiment. It was just an empty hotel.

week 0, monday, gate area

[damp]

[ Hello! He's staring out into the void looking puzzled. ]

I don't get why this is just black, when out on the flight deck it looks like a normal airport.

[doublefists]

That's probably what it actually looks like out there and the deck is just fake.

[ i have not retconned booze now so vi is drinking before noon ]

[damp]

...? Then how do you know Death was after you?

[damp]

They could put a nice fake view here too.

[ he probably thinks it's juice

unless he can smell the alcohol ]

[doublefists]

[ he might be able to, she's not hiding it. ]

Right? But why be nice. [ stretches absently. ] They barely give a shit about us, we're animals in a pen.

[doublefists]

That was the vibe? I guess we escaped it the first time by dodging an explosion and it wanted our asses real bad after.

[damp]

I do feel like a lab rat.

[ Pauses a moment. ]

Are you okay?

[doublefists]

[ glances at him, raising her eyebrow. ]

Yeah? Of course. Why?

[damp]

I guess it's a good thing that was a simulation. I don't know if Death is something that would just... give up.

[doublefists]

[ this is perhaps why she is so jittery, in the new week, ]

Considering I'm here? Maybe it didn't.

[damp]

[ wonders how to put this ]

You're drinking alcohol alone.

[doublefists]

[ ah, well.

a beat. ]

Maybe I just like the taste. Don't worry about it so much. [ ... ] Anything I can do to help you feel less like a lab rat?

[damp]

[ oh no why did he say that ]

... Well! If the ruler of hell can be trapped here like the rest of us! Even death has limitations!