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[motivation]

Who: dutch (motivation) & various
What: dutch's terrible, horrible, no good, very bad dayweek: alvis and johnny are both back in stasis and dutch is not happy. add a bomb and alcohol and you got yourself a log.
When: 1st october onward
Where: out and about in olympia (red light district, various other places possibly)
Warning(s): alcohol and sex used as coping mechanisms. violence.



[ if you'd like a starter, hit me up via pm, at the event plotting or on plurk at abiosis ]

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[motivation]

Nothing.

[ of course there's another name there. you are yalena of family yardeen, khlyen's voice echoes in her ear. she doesn't hate khlyen anymore, can't because she knows too much now of his motivation and his reasons, but where half the time she's glad for the reminder of him, the other half she wishes he'd just leave her the hells alone. even after his death, she still can't escape him.

but despite her unforgiving tone, she follows rhys into the apartment, taking a swig of her whiskey on the way. ]

Looks cozy. [ she offers after a moment. it doesn't; it looks like he's sick. ]

[rhygret]

You mean it's a mess, [ Rhys corrects with a wry, tired smile. But he appreciates the attempt to smooth his gross sick bed over, clearing a space off for her as he hunkers down and reaches for another tissue to quickly blow his nose. ]

I appreciate you coming over though. Most people are pretty keen on keeping their distance right now. Which I get, I mean who wants t-to be sick right?

[motivation]

Hells, yes.

[ dutch's lips twist into a grin. she can forgive him for the scan, seeing how he seems to have stopped, seeing how it seems to have revealed nothing important that she'd like to keep hidden. she can forgive him, but — ] For the record, if you scan me again, I'm going to punch you so hard you wish you'd never had that eye installed. [ her tone is casual. conversational.

no scanning of the dutch, got it? ]

[rhygret]

[ Point taken. Rhys winces a little with a squint, but nods slowly and sinks back into his side of the couch slowly. ]

Rrright. No scanning...got it.

People here really have a problem with that huh?

[motivation]

Question is, why don't you?

[ she sits down on the couch next to him, one leg curled underneath her body. far enough away that they're not quite touching; she did promise john she'd be careful about getting infected. ]

[rhygret]

Because it's normal where I come from? I guess? The whole reason I got my ECHO eye was to help get ahead in programming and data mining. It's actually really useful, does all sorts of things. It helps me hack, tells me stuff about the local plant life...

[ You would not believe the number of ferns he has scanned. ]

[motivation]

Sounds creepy as hells.

[ just. don't scan her, buddy. ] The kinda shit the Company'd pull, I guess.

[rhygret]

[ She says "The Company" and Rhys just assumes she means Hyperion. It gets a huff of a laugh from him as he shrugs his shoulders. ]

Yeah, well...it's Hyperion. If someone isn't watching you at all times that'd be weirder.

[motivation]

Not whatever Hyperion is.

[ get with the programme, rhys, she means a company called the company ]

[rhygret]

...Wait, what?

[ RHYS IS CONFUSED. ]

Hyperion's a company though.

[motivation]

A company, but not The Company. [ will verbal capital letters make this situation clearer? ]

[rhygret]

Oh, you mean from your world?

[ APPARENTLY. ]

[motivation]

Why would I know what kind of shit a company from your world would pull?

[rhygret]

I don't know, it just sounded like...you knew or something? Just saying "the company" doesn't really provide a lot of information to go off of.

[motivation]

It's the name. The Company.

[ dutch shrugs. ] Not very inventive.

[rhygret]

No kidding... Yeesh. Doesn't that get confusing back home for you guys? I mean they really couldn't have picked a less descriptive name if they tried.

[motivation]

Nah. Everyone knows the Company in the Quad.