PC: Gideon

[hardrocklife]

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Week 0, Monday

[hardrocklife]

[RNG says we're here at the Science Lab! Zelgadis has his hood pulled up as if it will somehow make him less visible as he paws around inside cabinets, pulling out suspicious-looking vials of mystery-liquids and holding them up to the light very carefully while pinching them between his stone fingers.]

What the hell is this...?

[cavaliered]

[oh this is the best place she could end up, actually.

she glances over her shoulder at him from where she's rummaging, and then - without any ado or fanfare, wanders over to squint at the mysterious liquid.]

Hopefully not acid.

[hardrocklife]

You never know, it could be. Looks like they didn't bother labeling most of this stuff.

[cavaliered]

Dare you to drink it. [no]

[hardrocklife]

Pass. You can knock yourself out if you like, though. [Potentially literally.]

w1; MONDAY

[cavaliered]

[well this is short and to the point: catch gideon climbing over the counter in the fairway to just straight up try to steal one of the ugly knock off plushies. she is committing crimes, come join her.]

[hardrocklife]

[He just stops and watches.]

Not even going to try to win it first...?

[cavaliered]

Nah. What are they going to do, kill me? Send me to jail?

[hardrocklife]

[A shrug. Fair point. He'll come over a little closer to see what's up.]

Is there even anything worth stealing here?

w3; MONDAY

[cavaliered]

[here is gideon, in the clothing store on the new island! she has kicked a mannequin over to the ground. she's also trying on jackets, kind of just absently, expression furrowed, like she's thinking very hard.

what's up.]

[hardrocklife]

[He steps over the mannequin and glances around.]

Have our clothing options improved any, do you think?

[asks zelgadis, who has never been seen wearing anything other than this white garb and cloak ever since he got it back.]

[cavaliered]

[he's valid because she hasn't changed her clothes either.]

Eh. I don't know, what do you think? [she holds this up.]

[hardrocklife]

[He tries not to make a face at the little demon designs. He's not entirely successful; he is kind of making a face at them.]

... I wouldn't know... It's definitely not my kind of style.

w5; MONDAY

[cavaliered]

[it is later in the day! and the home biome seems to be occupied.

the best way to describe this place is that it's - well, listen, it's on pluto. but it's grey, and it's cold, and the gravity is different, just a little. he'll find himself in a series of catacombs, with little niches that have a lot of skeletons in them, connected to generators. like a skyrim dungeon, but with sci-fi elements like LED lights. the catacombs lead all the way down to a series of cells, which are small and only contain a bed, bathroom, and a hook on the wall for robes.

past all of that is a horribly rattling and terrifying lift. this will take him to a church.

the church is a long narrow hall on the very bottom level. lit by gas-discharged lights and luminescent powders, it is a dark, dusty and silent place, with enough pews to seat a thousand. it's in bad shape, but less than the rest of the place.

inside is gideon, staring up the stained glass. it's shattered and barely hanging on. oh, also, she's wearing this.]

[hardrocklife]

[Neat. Honestly, if Zel sees a creepy catacomb-church combo, he can't help but check it out. He walks on in, looking around as he comes up beside her. And he's just... looking at the contrast between Gideon and everything else here.]

... That your traditional church attire?

[cavaliered]

[she startles slightly, and glances over her shoulder at him.

zel might notice there's a bone hand with a rocket ship outfit on the ground a bit away, too. it is wrestling with the rocket ship like it's trying to get it off.]

Nah, we've got nothing this slick on the Ninth. I just like it. [...] Uh, welcome to the Ninth, I guess.

[hardrocklife]

[The bone hand moves??]

... That would explain all of the skeletons.

[That's like, the number one thing he would have expected from the Ninth.]

w5; FRIDAY

[cavaliered]

[wow! gideon shouldn't be walking around but hey! she is anyway. she's actually probably taking a break at the bar, sprawled over the counter. hhghhh.

she doesn't lift her head, but she waves at zelgadis when she sees him.]

[hardrocklife]

[he was going to pour himself a beer, but he stops to look down at her with a sympathetic frown.]

... You all right?

[cavaliered]

[she gives him a thumbs up. with her... fucked up hand, so the one that has three fingers.]

Peachy. You?

[hardrocklife]

Better than you, I assume.

[He goes ahead and pours that beer.]

What happened to the two of you yesterday?

[Did you have a magical girl adventure???]

w5; SUNDAY

[cavaliered]

[if she sees him and he doesn't like, run away, she'll come sit down next to him, and then:]

I'm sure you're sick of people asking you if you're okay.

[hardrocklife]

[Yeah, he's just sitting on a bench somewhere, staring into space. He looks a little surprised when she sits down next to him, but it might be because he was genuinely so out of it that he didn't see her coming.]

I... It's fine. Asking.

... I'm not sure how to feel right now.

[cavaliered]

I get it. [she says, tilting her head a little.] It's not like it's an easy thing to deal with.

[hardrocklife]

... Yeah.

[His gaze falls again.]

I don't know how she could smile like that, in the end. After everything that happened to her...