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Billy Kaplan ([personal profile] wearingthestars) wrote in [community profile] revivalproject2019-08-21 10:16 am

001- I WANT to know what's going on?

Who: Billy Kaplan and OPEN
What: Exploring the power plant, the hotel, and being sick
When: First few days on Agra 10
Where: The power plant, and the hotel
Warnings: N/A will edit as needed.



The Power Plant

Because of course Billy Kaplan would immediately head away from safety and towards possible danger. Not that the weird squirrel like things are proving too much of a hazard, but he is getting pretty far from town. The path isn't too difficult to manage, but he does have the advantage of floating lazily over any fallen debris or dangers.

His feet return to the ground as he finds the power plant, head tilting curiously as he sets out to explore. There's a bunch of tools, and some strange crystal things, none of which seem of much use until he find the data point. He hesitates a moment before giving into the urge to touch it, shivering at the strange sensation and the sudden knowledge that follows.


The Hotel

Despite how run down everything is, Billy feels wrong about approaching the stores as a means of shelter. Of course, the hotel practically screams 'you-might-get-murdered-here' but beggars can't be chooser, and he's reasons maybe they'll actually be some kind of bed. His magic isn't working so great, the less he has the conjure up the better.

He tries to get handle on the layout, exploring a few floors before finding a room that seems to be more or less empty. Of people or animals that is. What it is full of is debris. Trash, broken furniture, some stuff he doesn't want to examine too closely.

While he's still got a bit of light to work with he tries to clear the worst of it out.


The Contagion

It's slow to hit him, but Billy eventually has to admit he isn't feeling great, and it's not just his powers being weaker than usual. He's hot, and sore, and increasingly paranoid, which makes it rather difficult to get him to listen to reason and stay put.

He keeps leaving his room, too sick to make it anywhere in particular but sure he needs to get out of there, suspicious of anyone who tries to approach him.

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[personal profile] alaspooryork 2019-10-10 05:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Delta makes a face. "I do not know that it hurts any differently than the thousand natural shocks that flesh is heir to. There is a great deal about being embodied that I do not care for."

It was a lot easier when he was just a computer program, okay? But the expression clears and he nods, looking interested.

"Yes. Interfacing with alien technology was always a primary concern for us at home."
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[personal profile] alaspooryork 2019-10-22 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
He snorts lightly. "It is not all it is cracked up to be."

And then he smiles in return. "I would like that."