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revivalproject2021-03-03 01:38 pm
beepbeepmotherfucker) wrote in revivalproject2021-03-03 01:38 pm
From the sewers to a space ship
WHO: Eddie Kaspbrak and YOU
WHERE: Bishop, then open
WHAT: OMFG WHERE THE FUCK AM I?!
WHEN: Now? When the fuck is now even?
WARNINGS: Language, mostly. Possible canon talk
Bishop
There's a man in one of the bunks who was absolutely not there before. He looks (and smells) like he just rolled out of the sewers. His jeans, t-shirt and hoodie are covered in an array of multicolored substances. His left cheek is bandaged in a very soiled gauze patch. Needless to say... He looks worse for wear.
He sits bolt upright with a terrified gasp. "Richie!" His eyes wide with fright, he looks around. "Whaaaaat the fuck?" Inexplicably, he knows where he is and what he's doing there, but that doesn't make him feel any better. He was in the cavern, saving Richie and something... Something was wrong. He makes a face as he reached back to scratch a weird itch in the middle of his back. Alright. He's not going to get any answers sitting in bed.
He gets up and moves to the door, peeking out. It's going to take him a while to find the way out of the ship, especially considering the tightness in his chest. He wasn't claustrophobic usually, but he had to get some air. He can be found wandering aimlessly around the ship, looking confused and slightly panicked.
Outside the ship
When he finally stumbles outside, he takes a few deep breaths. "Ohthankfuck." Leaning forward, he braces his hands on his legs and tries to get his breathing back to normal. Once he feels sufficiently calm, he takes a deep breath and straightens.
Then he sees his first alien and that goes out the fucking window. Hello Coruscant. There's a human in the space port alternating between screaming in terror and laughing awkwardly as he tries to figure out if he's really hallucinating and having an anneurism at the same time.
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WHERE: Bishop, then open
WHAT: OMFG WHERE THE FUCK AM I?!
WHEN: Now? When the fuck is now even?
WARNINGS: Language, mostly. Possible canon talk
Bishop
There's a man in one of the bunks who was absolutely not there before. He looks (and smells) like he just rolled out of the sewers. His jeans, t-shirt and hoodie are covered in an array of multicolored substances. His left cheek is bandaged in a very soiled gauze patch. Needless to say... He looks worse for wear.
He sits bolt upright with a terrified gasp. "Richie!" His eyes wide with fright, he looks around. "Whaaaaat the fuck?" Inexplicably, he knows where he is and what he's doing there, but that doesn't make him feel any better. He was in the cavern, saving Richie and something... Something was wrong. He makes a face as he reached back to scratch a weird itch in the middle of his back. Alright. He's not going to get any answers sitting in bed.
He gets up and moves to the door, peeking out. It's going to take him a while to find the way out of the ship, especially considering the tightness in his chest. He wasn't claustrophobic usually, but he had to get some air. He can be found wandering aimlessly around the ship, looking confused and slightly panicked.
Outside the ship
When he finally stumbles outside, he takes a few deep breaths. "Ohthankfuck." Leaning forward, he braces his hands on his legs and tries to get his breathing back to normal. Once he feels sufficiently calm, he takes a deep breath and straightens.
Then he sees his first alien and that goes out the fucking window. Hello Coruscant. There's a human in the space port alternating between screaming in terror and laughing awkwardly as he tries to figure out if he's really hallucinating and having an anneurism at the same time.
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Richie bumps Eddie's shoulder and drags him off and into the cantina so they can get some alcohol into them both and forget about whatever the fuck it was that brought them here. And, hell, if they could forget some of the shit that happened before too, he would be thrilled by that. But that was probably not gonna be in the cards for awhile.
"Dude. You say that as though I wouldn't hold myself responsible," he says a bit too seriously. And, yeah. Back to that 'not being able to forget what happened before' shit, huh? Hunch proven correct. Or at least need for alcohol levels to increase proven, perhaps.
Even now he can almost remember the limp body of the other man in his arms, slowly getting cold. Alone.
"Nothing is gonna happen to you, okay? We aren't here long enough for me to get the necessary alcohol for that level of guilt so, ergo, you'll be fine."
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But he lets Richie drag him into the alien cantina (... dude that guy looks like a giant bug). Hopefully there's a free booth because he's not sure if he can handle the bar right now.
Right... this conversation is getting weird. And he's really not sure what to make of it soooooooo hey he was changing the subject the other day. "Hey, tell me about that weird temple thing you found."
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"It was pretty cool. I met this guy, Beej. I think his name was OB Juan, or something like that. He could do that whole mind magic shit that the Gremlin can do, too. Sort of seems like he might be in a cult, though. Whole temple kinda seemed cult-y. But a rich cult like Scientology, not Jonestown."
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The cigarette gets an eyebrow raise. "Since when do you smoke? Do you have any idea what shit ends up in those things?" seriously, dude. Ew.
His eyebrows raise even higher at the 'gremlin' comment. "Uhhh. Okay. Uh. Yeah, I met Kenobi when I got here. He did some magic shit to calm me down cause I was freaking the fuck out." He pauses, "Gremlin? Like... Seriously?"