rekindledtitan: (Some bright spark)
[personal profile] rekindledtitan
TYPE: Personal log

LOCATION: Orbit, Earth

PARTIES: Three [3]. One [1] Ghost-type, One [1] Guardian-type, designate Blaze-37, Class Titan [[personal profile] rekindledtitan], One [1] Unconfirmed, designate Jesse [[personal profile] notalldead]


ASSOCIATIONS: Multiversal Nexus; Jesse; the Rotten; Earth; Multiversal Phenomena; Blaze-37; Revivification; Demeter Effect


It’s funny, Blaze never expected her ship to be a place for more than herself and her Ghost. A sanctuary of sorts, and a fine sturdy little vessel, but a place for little more than work and storage in the end. And yet now she’s showing it to the fourth friend in just a few months. Not even a Guardian… or at least not the kind she’d expected to befriend.

It’s enough to make her a little conscious of how bare and rough it looks; even the padded pilot’s chair is sort of squashed and worn from bearing the metal weight of an armored Exo several years in a row. Nonetheless, it’s the only comfortable place to sit in the small cabin space, and Blaze steers Jesse that way once he’s defrosted enough to stand.

“So everything’s built into the walls,” she explains, gesturing at one apparently-solid surface after another. “Weapon and armor storage on that side, material supplies over there, workbenches and stuff on the port side. I’ll pull down the wash unit if you want to let your coat dry off.”

Date: 2016-03-11 11:01 pm (UTC)
notalldead: (Sorry)
From: [personal profile] notalldead
"Feels numb, mostly. Real numb. You wouldn't think you'd miss feelin' pain, but you do, kinda. Somethin' weird about having a toe just fall offa ya and you didn't even feel it. Didn't even know it were comin' loose. Feels real still too. No pulse. No breathin' unless you do it on purpose. Can't cry, no matter how sad or happy or mad yer feelin'. Just don't happen and it's one of those things that you don't even think about missin' until you can't do it no more.

"And knowin' that yer not-...Yer never gonna age right. Maybe someday all us Rotten'll break down and fall apart and that'll be the end of it. Or maybe we'll just keep goin' and goin' until less natural causes put us down. Seems okay if yer someone like me, already in the prime of my adulthood. But we got kids like little Julie. She ain't ever gonna stop bein' a 10 year old. She ain't ever gonna grow up into a woman and meet someone and get married or have babies or nothin'."

Jesse shifts in his chair, pulling one long leg up to hug an arm around his shin. "An' just knowin' we're somethin'...unnatural? Cuz that's the way it is, the way it's supposed t'be. Things are born, then they live, then they die. And that's just how it goes. And now here's us Rotten and even the zed, somehow outside o' all that. We're outta place, not just among other people, but nature itself! Sometimes if I didn't keep tellin' my people we're just folks with a disease, I dunno what-..."

As if only now realizing he's kind of rambling about grim things, Jesse shakes his head and tries to smile. "Well, at least I know we can hibernate when we get real cold, right? That's somethin' new too."

Date: 2016-03-12 12:13 am (UTC)
notalldead: (Sad Smile)
From: [personal profile] notalldead
"Heh. Maybe not in the Nexus. But how's things here in yer world? Y'all think people in yer city gonna take that well to a dead man up and walkin' around? Just curious. I mean, if they are, maybe I'll have to visit sometime!

"Also, don't plan on doin' that hibernatin' trick anymore than I gotta. Explains why folks back home are bein' so sleepy, though. Good to know we'll all perk back up once spring rolls back in." Jesse pats the metal hand resting on his shoulder with a friendly smile.

Date: 2016-03-12 09:20 am (UTC)
notalldead: (Cigar)
From: [personal profile] notalldead
His smile broadens, even it's still a little melancholy. "Yeah. That makes a lotta sense! Hope no one ever gives y'all grief fer that. Yer made the way you were meant to be an' ain't no one should be faultin' you that. Bein' made o' flesh ain't the default no more, not so far as yer world or the Nexus goes. Glad I know that now."

Getting onto the subject of his gang, Jesse shrugs. "Not as good as it could be. We're sealed off real good from all the snow and ice, but...I don't, uh. I don't like fires in the camp. Maybe I should reconsider that? I mean, that's just kinda me. I mean, it hurts us all real bad, but I'm just-...Ehh, or maybe I should just do some heavy liftin' in the Nexus and see about scroungin' up some space heaters." He scratches the back of his head a bit peevishly, that smile gone in a concerned frown.

Date: 2016-03-14 09:57 pm (UTC)
notalldead: (Sarcastic)
From: [personal profile] notalldead
"Aw heck, but you two have already done so much fer me an' mine! Hah, people are gonna start considerin' you the boss rather'n me if I keep lettin' you come up with all the best ideas." He elbows her lightly, obviously kidding.

"Honestly, I think once this winter's let up, we're gonna pull up stakes and move towards the east. Maybe start workin' up into our version of Canada. Somethin' feels right about goin' there, y'know? Ain't much left fer us in Spokane at this point. Ain't no leads on a cure and we're just sittin' around, holdin' turf and not a whole lot else. No one's even botherin' to try and nab one another's ground anymore. Might as well move on and let the Pig Farmers have it."

Date: 2016-03-15 07:43 pm (UTC)
notalldead: (Unimpressed)
From: [personal profile] notalldead
"I been thinkin' about that. Gotta be some way to take it with us or somethin', right? Cuz I'd hate to have to leave that behind. Even thought sometimes about just settlin' the Rotten in the Nexus itself! But then we'd never find a cure, or more like us out there who need a gang to look after 'em."

He sits back in the chair, pulling the blanket around one shoulder, pondering. "I mean, maybe there's somethin' someone can make that lets us make another door to the Nexus when we move? There's folks who talk about bein' able to do shit with portals. That ugly guy with the horn and claw bein' one. Maybe I gotta corner that fella and talk shop with him."

Date: 2016-03-16 08:41 am (UTC)
notalldead: (Sarcastic)
From: [personal profile] notalldead
"Huh! I ain't never thought of that. Just havin' a device rather 'n a door. Though that might be a good plan to deal with someone who can shut off the portal we got now. Wonder if the subway entrance would go away with it? Or maybe I should leave it, in case there's some Rotten who'd rather stay behind in Spokane..."

He laughs, rubbing his forehead. "Shoot! I got a lot to think about over this! Glad there's options, though. And hey, for the record, I'd be pretty sore if I never saw you two ever again either. Yer real true blue pals."

Good place to end, yes!

Date: 2016-03-21 11:02 pm (UTC)
notalldead: (Big Smile)
From: [personal profile] notalldead
He grins, bright and eager. "Heck yeah, one more run around the barn aughta do me."

Man, the other Rotten are never gonna believe this.

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