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'I- Hello? Hello? Who is this? You can...hear me? Fuck, someone can actually hear me?!

I won't- you don't get to know my name. Tell me yours, and- and maybe-

Maybe I can help.'

Ooc info below the cut ^^

so we can leave, it’ll be okay, right? we just gotta find a way up!

That's the goal. No- no luck yet, but...

[He pauses to stand beside Or, studying the map they'd been inspecting. Simon quickly tap a line of coordinates hastily drawn over with charcoal.]

But here is where I started inclining, before getting thrown off course, so maybe if we head back...?

l1l-l1ght

The light seems excited. It can finally leave this wretched blood ocean and see colors other than red. It can-

But then it remembers that one innocent little choice that cost countless lives and erased almost everything… and it goes quiet, avoiding looking at Simon.

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[Simon notices the drastic change, tilting his head at the drop in it's demeanor.]

Hey, uh- everything alright? You not too keen on coming to the surface?

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n- no, i want to go, i...

It takes a shaky breath before speaking again.

...i made a mistake... a really, really bad mistake... i- i don't know if they'll hate me if i tell them...

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Haven't we all.

[Simon bends down to the light, staring it in what Simon assumes to be eyes, but can't make out through their form.]

Listen, Or- everyone makes mistakes. That's part of life, right? You don't owe anyone information, if you don't want to tell them, either. Alright? You're okay, I promise.

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...you'd... hate me if i told you, too... b- but everyone who's left should know, it's only fair...

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Look, I'm in no position to hate or judge whatever someone else has done. It's up to you, Or, to decide if you want to tell someone or not. You don't have to at all, if that's what you want.

[He shifts to fully sit besides it, patting the space next to him. Simon tries his best to come off as comforting, but he can't truly tell if it's working.]

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then… you won’t hate me if I tell you?

It’s eye - when did it get an eye? - remains squeezed shut. It can still see, but it doesn’t want to hurt Simon.

I… I looked outside and I made things disappear… lights and rocks and… people… I- I didn’t mean to… I just wanted to see outside, and I broke it…

A shimmering liquid drips down its face. It’s crying liquid stars.

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[Simon panics for a second. Not due to the news he's just recieved, which he probably should be freaking out about, but rather the fact that Or was crying. He puts on his most reassuring face, and places a hand on its shoulder.]

Hey, hey- it's...it doesn't sound like it was your fault, Or. Everyone makes mistakes. You were just- just...curious, alright?

#[I'm so sorry for the late response to this!]#this lil light o mine #hopeful simon #where the stars went #Log entry

askrylandgrace

[The reblog chain was getting a little long- I hope you don't mind that I'm continuing it from a new ask. If that isn't your preference, please lmk!! <3]

Magnets? You mean I'm...out of the ocean?

[Simon blinks in disbelief, still tensed from the previous shaking of the sub.]

I'm...out?

-@sm-13logs

"Youre out. Now to just get you out of that box" grace said.

"Rocky have ideas!, grace onto solething with tunnels! Statement."

"It shouldnt take too long with rockys help" grace said softly.

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Alright- I...trust you two. I don't- I don't have any openings on this, I'm not sure tunnels will attach. I'm...I'm welded in.

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"Rocky fix!!"

He called.

"We'll get you out soon!" Ryland promised.

There was more shaking as something sealed fo the side.

"Have to send grace to cut. Human not survive in rockys atmosphere. Rocky not survive in humans. Cant cut him out without mixing atmosphere."

"Yeah. Yeah, i can cut him loose." Ryland said.

Ryland sounds like he gets further away from the radio, theres a knocking on the side. And a muffled "stand back!"

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[Simon immediately backs away from the wall the sound filters through, eyes wide with concern and...hope.]

Yeah, I'm- uh- I'm away from the door!

[He waits anxiously, clutching the small sapling pendant in his hand for comfort.]

askrylandgrace

Sparks and wirring and grinding then

Crrreeaaakk

Thud!!

An arch of metal fell away, revealing Grace, standing there in a clear hall, atmosphere sealed, but transparent so the swirling stars and galaxy could be seen around him through the hexagonal planes. His hair fluffled up around the goggles hed pushed up to his head, glasses hanging wonkily, a bright warm smile like the sun aimed in simons direction, though Grace doesnt know his actual name yet. "Hey!, youre free" he said softly. Not knowing the full weight those words held. "Want to come up to the marry?"

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[Simon pauses, still recovering from the large clatter of metal, before looking up to meet the face of the other. The rush of fresh air- well, as fresh as spaceship air can be- floods the sub, swirling in Simon's lungs.]

Grace. I didn't think you'd actually- I- yes, I'd...I'd like that, I think. Are you serious? This- this isn't a trick?

[He takes a step forward, full of the hesitance and suspicion he was raised to hold. Slowly, though, Grace can see those emotions just barely falter, replaced with possibility.]

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"Of course its not" he smiled. Reaching out to offer simon a hand. "Come on up, its.. really hot down here, im sure youd like to cool down, and ill get you some food and water" he spoke tenderly. "Are you hurt?"

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Food...? No, I- I won't take that from you, but...I'd be nice to get somewhere cooler, I won't lie.

[Simon blinks at the last question, unsure both of the answer, and why he's being asked. Surely it wasn't to actually see if he was okay, right?]

I mean, I'm a little banged up. Some scratches on my arm, maybe a concussion? Not a big deal- most of the blood isn't my own, so...

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"You really should eat, ill get some fresh bandages for you and we can check for that concussion" he spoke kindly. Leading simon up to the mary. Being so tender with him.

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[He nods in confusion, not sure what else to do. Most of Simon's brain is fuzzy at this point, purely clouded with relief. He still thinks half of this is a dream- that he's dead, still in that wretched sub- but chooses to follow along anyways.]

Right...

askrylandgrace

The hall of clear tunnels winded a bit, as it wenr upwards to the mary. Since its clear, that ment they had a wonderful veiw of thr stars as they move to the much brighter, cooler, ship. "How are you feeling?" He asked.

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[Simon slows, nearly coming to a pause as he stares out the windows on the ship. He mumbles something in response to the question, a halfhearted response that clearly isn't focused.]

Are those...photos? Of before the Rapture? They look real-

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"No. Theyre real. Those are the actual stars. What do you mean by the rapture?" He asked softly.

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[He stops in his tracks at that.]

They're- They can't be- The, the Quiet Rapture, all the stars, the planets, just gone. I saw them disappear, how are they...?

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"Theyre still here. Rocky and i saved them. Thats real.. actual stars." He assured. "...everything.. everything dissapeared for you?" He asked. Wondering just how much astrophage it would take for that...

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[He nods absentmindedly, attention fully on the stars. Simon's hand moves to Graces arm for support. It doesn't seem like he's fully registered how screwed his body is at the moment- the rush of adrenaline and mutated blood seemed to be the only things keeping him on his feet, besides the distraction of space.]

I, uh- hah...wow.

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"Its..mind boggling, i..know.. we should get you too armando.." he said softly. Noting how..badly.. he needed medical attention

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Um. Armando, right.

[Simon blinks, refocusing on Grace. His eyes are glassy, glazed over with wear and tear. He fully takes in the man who saved him, the one now guiding him to...whoever this Armando was, for whatever reason. Ducking his head, Simon follows.]

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"I know, armondo looks a little acary.., hes a robot. A medical robot. He'll get you patched up, as best as can anyway" he assured. Gently. Tone so even and calm. As much as grace could manage.

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[Simon simply nods in response, too full of awe and confusion and seven hundred other emotions he couldn't fully comprehend. He didn't feel...safe, not yet, but it was a whole hell of a lot closer than he's ever felt before. And so, he follows. He sits as Armando patches him up, disinfectant, bandages, the whole lot. His eyes never leave Grace once, throughout the whole thing. Simon doesn't know why.]

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Grace stays close. Making sure everything goes alright. Looking at him with such gentle eyes. Making sure theres food and water ready for him.

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I can't- I can't take all of this. I don't have anything to repay you with, Grace.

#[So sorry for the late response!]#Log entry

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[The static in the radio communicator thing whirs as a voice breaks through, light coughing is heard.]

"Oh god my throat- wait- shit, it's on! Okay- uh- god is this thing working?? I don't even know who I'm talking to right now or where I'm connected..." The voice seemed to be muttering though it was still clear enough to understand. There seemed to be a shift as whoever it was got closer.

"Okay... Uh, hi! Nice to meet you! My name is Lain, it's great to actually connect to someone- at least that's what I'm assuming... For all I know I'm talking to myself! Which- uh- wouldn't be too far off the mark for me..." The voice seemed more androgynous so it was hard to even make out a gender, which wasn't bad.

-🌀

[Simon's attention is immediately on the speaker once it begins to crackle to life. He can't remember the last time he heard it make any noise- He thought it was broken.]

[He checks the wire. Still attached. Still real.]

Lain...? How did you...What is this?

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((Okay sorry I'm switching the emoji to 🎭 from now on because I didn't know the swirl was taken by someone else! Apologies <3))

"Oh- oh okay there is someone on the other line! Uh- god how do I use the communicator???- should've stolen the manual too..."

[There's rustling of papers on the other end and something hits a metal floor.]

"Yes, my name's Lain, or Silver Wolf, I don't care whatcha use. And what do you mean "what is this" I'm a real person. I'm talking to you! What, you think I'm a hallucination or something? Cute. I am very real... I assure you. Also- Where even the hell are you?? I can barely get a read on this map thing I sto- I mean borrowed from the lovely people on the ship I live with! Yeah."

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[No worries at all!! <3]

Seems like you're using the communicator just fine. You just...talk into it, I guess. Lain. Alright, yeah, that works.

Are you- are you from Eden? Or the C.O.I? Where are you escaping from?

[Simon paces. The inside of his ship, the footsteps on metal just barely audible through the other end of the speaker.]

#lain communicates #crossover #silver wolf / lain 🎭💬#Log entry

Vic? You still alive in there?

The eel is gone for now...

Did you finally fall asleep?

I'll keep watch, promise. I'll figure out how to wake you if something happens. Just... don't sleep for too long. It's so quiet. I don't want my mind playing tricks on me.

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[sorry for totally disappearing on ya, much traveling]

I'm alive, if you can call this living. Not giving up so soon, that's for sure.

...that would be nice. Thank you, Iravu. Promise I won't be out for too long.

If its not real how would you of tasted the fruit? Felt the sun and wind. Had you ever experienced those things before now?

*the chilly presence continues to gently rub his back.*

🕯

That's...That's fair. It's- real, then.

I just- I can't believe it.

”My, my, what a state you are in. Trapped in a place so similar to my own home.”

–🎭🩸

I'm not- I'm not trapped. I'm getting out of this shitbox, I have to- They promised, that was fair!

follow-up ask: in this case I am referring to my disaster of an oc. "human-shaped" is a wildly unreliable statement considering Luci is every bit as eldritch as Ellie

(the :] is a tagline I tend to use as an anon since I don't use emojis often)

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[Lovely! It's very nice to meet you, Luci- and I'm sure Simon will say the same...eventually, haha-]

have you caught glimpses of anything human-shaped in the blood ocean?

would you like to?

– :]

I...have. And I think I'd rather stay away from any more.

Oh yeah, as far as black raspberry stuff goes, I made this earlier. It's cheesecake. It's good :)

(A couple slices are given to him)

You...you made this?

[Simon hesitantly nibbles at the slice, before devouring the entirety of it. He seems a bit sheepish at being watched, but his gratitude overwhelms that.]

It's- you're very skilled, it's amazing.

(He looks up and notices a door just appeared out of the blue in the sub infront of him I walk through and I am holding a tablet and I look up and say) hello are you one Simon, I believe you have an interview with my boss your missing and Wilford doesn’t like to be kept waiting now come on let’s get you out of here

Who- Where did you come from? How did you get in here?

...Wilford?

(Dont remember if i answered-)

"Oh- uhm.. no..i..never said. Its uhm.., Im Maven" they smiled. Face still mostly hidden under their hat.

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Maven...

[Simon tries the name, nearly foreign on his tongue. Something close to a smile, but not quite, crosses his face as he commits it to memory.]

That's nice. Suits you.

[Lyr's smile only widens at Simon's answer.]

I knew you were smarter than the others.

[They offer him a hand, palm turned slightly up. Gold markings trace the back of it, some sort of foreign script.]

All you have to do is take my hand, darling.

-⏳ (Glad to see you back! I completely understand how chaotic life can get. Take care of yourself <3)

[Simon is too desperate to escape to do anything but grab Lyr's hand entirely. Any hesitance he held before disappears at an actual chance for escape.]

Take me with you. Please.

[Over the shitty intercom]

Well, hi there! Welcome to Friar's Fat Boy. Can we intrest you in Bacon Double Fatty Monastery Burger combo? That comes with the sandwich, a Renaissance Wrap, an order of French Friars and a large Communion Soda.

I'm....sorry? What the fuck did you just ask me?

I don't know what any of those words mean in that order-

[The light fades as quickly as it came, and in its place stands a person. Their blond hair is pulled into a bun, and their golden eyes glint, seeming to see into Simon's very being. A smile tugs at their lips, amused by Simon's shock.]

The one and only. I see you've had time to consider my offer.

[They cast a brief glance at the speaker—did they know Kazimir had been talking to him?]

So? Are you ready, darling?

-⏳️ (Oh I loved the movie! I don't usually watch horror, but this was the one thing I'd made an exception for. Wasn't expecting the amount of blood near the end, but it's fine lol)

[Simon is wary- moreso than he'd even been towards the C.O.I. This was...something else entirely. But if it was a way out? Well, he'd be an idiot not to accept. He attempts to pull himself together, sealing the shock away from his face.]

Yeah. Yeah, I thought it over. Let's get out of here, already.

[The static in the radio communicator thing whirs as a voice breaks through, light coughing is heard.]

"Oh god my throat- wait- shit, it's on! Okay- uh- god is this thing working?? I don't even know who I'm talking to right now or where I'm connected..." The voice seemed to be muttering though it was still clear enough to understand. There seemed to be a shift as whoever it was got closer.

"Okay... Uh, hi! Nice to meet you! My name is Lain, it's great to actually connect to someone- at least that's what I'm assuming... For all I know I'm talking to myself! Which- uh- wouldn't be too far off the mark for me..." The voice seemed more androgynous so it was hard to even make out a gender, which wasn't bad.

-🌀

[Simon's attention is immediately on the speaker once it begins to crackle to life. He can't remember the last time he heard it make any noise- He thought it was broken.]

[He checks the wire. Still attached. Still real.]

Lain...? How did you...What is this?

(A girl... Just comes out of a doorframe, hesitant to step out of the door.) "Wrong universe, sorry!" (She says as she closes the door. Outside, the doorframe just... Falls apart on its own.)

Wait- wait!

[Simon has seen enough of this bullshit to know that could've been a way out. He slams at the metal of the sub where the door used to be, trying to force it open again- though he knows it's hopeless.]

Take me with you!

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