1k! That's amazing, congrats!! I'm torn between wanting some spacekru dynamics and angsty memori, so how about both wherein murphy picks a fight with raven and emori defends her?
Thank you so much!! Angsty memori!
We were built to fall apart
“If I could just,” Raven mutters, through gritted teeth, “get this to work.”
“Nobody cares, Raven.” John drones, tossing a baseball they’d found in one of the remaining rooms of The Ark at the wall and catching it. The dull thuds are making Emori lose her mind and she’s the one who’s tolerating him the most. She can’t imagine how the rest of them feel.
“John,” Emori mutters, stretching out a leg to kick him. She grazes his shin and he doesn’t look at her. Just keeps throwing his stupid ball.
“Shut up, Murphy,” Raven calls, not looking up from the controls. She’s known him long enough to not let him get to her, but Emori can hear the strain in her voice. She’s frustrated. They all are. John is just the only one taking it out on everyone else.
They sit in silence, while Raven types furiously at the computer. Emori was helping, but it’s gotten too far beyond her skill level for her to be any use. John’s only sitting in here because he has nothing else to do. A
Raven let’s out a frustrated groan and slaps her hand against the table. Clearly whatever she’d been trying had failed.
“It’s okay,” Emori soothes, moving to stand beside her. Raven isn’t tactile, but she likes the proximity.
“Smashing the computer isn’t going to help anyone,” John mutters. “Or is it the return of crazy-computer-brained-Raven?”
“What the hell is wrong with you?” Raven snaps, spinning her chair around to glare at him.
“Chill out,” Murphy mutters, standing up and finally abandoning the baseball. “It was just a joke.”
They stare after him for a moment before Emori gets up and is following him before she’s really registered what she’s doing.
“What the hell, John?” She asks, when she catches up with him. “She’s doing her best.”
“And yet we’re still up here with no communication and no way home in two years?”
“It’s not like you’re doing anything to help that situation,” Emori snaps. She regrets it for a moment but then decides he needs to hear this. He needs to know that he can’t treat people the way he has been.
“What would you like me to do?” He snaps back. “I’m not an engineer or a scientist or a leader. I can’t do any of the shit you guys think is helpful. So excuse me if I try to pass the time with a little fun.”
“John,” Emori says quietly. She’s never thought about it like that. She’s never considered the possibility that he wants to help. She just knows he hasn’t been.
“Just forget,” he mutters. “Go back to your new family.”
She watches him walk off, wanting to follow him with no idea how.
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