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[bit_impossible]

[when the Sphere turns on, it shows him sitting in an office somewhere on Level 12, hands covering his face and muffling his mutterings. his knuckles are bloody and the two fingers on his left hand still move with an odd detachment like they're simply along for the ride and not being controlled by him. he's not showing it, but those nerve endings in his burnt hand have started to come back--something he hoped wouldn't come around until much later.]

[when he finally does remove his hands, he doesn't look all that different than he did a few days ago. no dark circles, yawning, or even hand tremors even with his recent assault on the wall behind him; his hands are as steady as ever. it's the dark, acerbic look in his eyes that tell a different story. he might not need the sleep, but that doesn't mean he isn't frustrated as hell.]

There has to be a way of helping them. I'm just not finding it. Medications, hypnosis, meditation, not even--! None of it! And if they don't get some sleep soon, they'll... [he trails off, not wishing to think of the people he knows and cares for dying from something so easily preventable.]

If only there were some way to get to that man! [he's aware of the Sphere being on now.] Say what you will, Orion. You talk of saving "them", well my friend, talk can only get you so far! And that's saying nothing about the riddles and endless games you and Ganymede force us to play! For all your talk about him and blaming the man for what's happened, you two are terribly alike. Perhaps his madness had grabbed hold of you before you evacuated the ship, I wonder.

[laughs bitterly] How foolish of me. It's not like you're going to respond to this or anything else we say to you, is there Orion? If I could only get to you...

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[canniballistic.livejournal.com]

A-And you don't see what's wrong with that? There must be someone around here who can still - uh, well, who might be able to help you.

[bit_impossible]

I've asked for help. Riku tried the strongest healing spell he knew and that barely healed anything. But don't worry about me, Abel! This will go away once we go through that black hole again.

[canniballistic.livejournal.com]

Ah - [he hesitates, no longer looking directly at the sphere] ...Right. Once we're through.

[bit_impossible]

It's not the best option...[rubs the back of his neck innocently.] But with the engine room gone and Orion beyond my grasp, I can only hope to solve the underlying mystery of this ship while I have the time.

[canniballistic.livejournal.com]

O-Of course. I didn't mean it that way, really. We're all doing what we can, though there's not much left.

[bit_impossible]

I know you are and I'm trying to think of what I can do for all of you that I haven't already tried.

And hopefully, that anomaly isn't going to continue to sweep through the rest of the ship.

[canniballistic.livejournal.com]

If it does, I suppose we'll really be out of luck? I don't know if there's any way to stop something like that from advancing.

[bit_impossible]

Such things like that are very difficult to stop, even with knowing what it's made of. And unfortunately, I lack the right tools to examine it properly.

[canniballistic.livejournal.com]

We'll think of something, if the time comes... Yes, I think so.

In the meantime, though, you should at least bandage those fingers, you know. It couldn't hurt.

[bit_impossible]

Er, yes, I will. [pulls a face] I was about to do that... [not really, but since he does have the supplies, he might as well.]

[canniballistic.livejournal.com]

[ffff. he chuckles a bit, nodding] Thank you. It may be a small blessing that no one will be injured after the ship 'resets,' but that doesn't mean we should stop... Taking care of ourselves.

It could only make things that much more difficult.

[bit_impossible]

Yes... And as for taking care of ourselves, have you and the others been doing that? Keeping yourselves fed and hydrated?

[canniballistic.livejournal.com]

Yes, of course. The tea has yet to sour for me, at least.

[bit_impossible]

Ohhh, sour tea is a sad thing indeed! But I'm glad to hear that you are. I do worry about some people...

[canniballistic.livejournal.com]

Well, you don't have to worry about me, Doctor. I'll be just fine.

[bit_impossible]

[easier said than done, Abel.] Then I'll trust you to keep an eye on people there for me.

[canniballistic.livejournal.com]

Yes, yes. I'll do whatever I can.