#matron saint

[pdnr]

PDnR Chapter 1 "Corpse Hunt" vvvv

TAV - "Another corpse?" MISCHA - "No-- it just smells like one." "That and... bitch and nuclear waste." TAV - "You will have to explain to me those secondary aromas..." MISCHA - "Familiar. Something smells familiar-- is there a logo on this thing? Writing?" TAV - "A purple star... The word 'Dais' is inscribed upon its hull." MISCHA - "Of fuckin' course.... You sure this is your egg?" TAV - "Most certainly. I stood and watched it drop-- you were there at my side, I pointed it--" MISCHA - "Yeah- I remember-- Look I just..." "Gods above and below-- if this belonged to who I think it did, I-I dunno if I can go through with--"

SUIT - "CONTROL TO CRAWLEY, YOU'RE SCARING ME, BUDDY!" MISCHA - "FUCKING VAST BEYOND-- I'm RIGHT here, you don't need to yell--" SUIT - "You don't sound like Astor." MISCHA - "Yeah no shit-- I'm not pompous, cowardly and self obsessed." SUIT - "....You know Crawley?" MISCHA - "What's it to ya, chatter box?" SUIT - "I should be asking you the questions here, friend." MISCHA - "You can call me Ruzovy, how about?" SUIT - "Right, Ruzovy--" "There doesn't happen to be an unconscious man in the cabin with you, does there?" MISCHA - "Nope... I can smell that he was here... that he wasn't alone..." SUIT - "Smell-- what does that mean?" "What-- Can you tell me anything else? Any signs of a struggle?" MISCHA - "Maybe there are, maybe there aren't-- I think that all hinges on what /you/ can tell me, Suit." SUIT - "...." MISCHA - "Why'd you send Astor down?" SUIT - "...I had too." MISCHA- "Bullshit answer isn't gonna get you anything from me, dipshit." SUIT - "I-I don't know." "I genuinely don't-- I can't know." MISCHA - "With your position?" SUIT - "Things have changed up here." "For Dais." MISCHA - "Changed how?" SUIT - "You know the answer to that one, I think, Ruzovy." MISCHA - "...." TAV - "Mischa, you know the plebian that speaks through this metal box?"

SUIT - "How many are with you?" MISCHA - "I-I--" SUIT - "Answer or I'm cutting communications." MISCHA - "JUST THE ONE." "Just the one." SUIT - "..." "What happened in there?" MISCHA - "There's-- there's some purple shit hanging in the air... the shelves feel like they've been dented bad.... fire extinguishers rattling around on the ground..." SUIT - "But Astor isn't in there?" MISCHA - "No--" TAV - "Mischa there is no retrieval lead on this vessel." MISCHA - "..." "This is a prisoner pod." "What did happy go lucky Astor do to get sent down in a fucking prisoner pod?" SUIT - "..." "I didn't have a choice." MISCHA - "Oh that is bullshit--" SUIT - "Is there a chance that he is still out there, unharmed?" MISCHA - "...Maybe." "It's a slim chance, but yeah." SUIT - "Can you find him? Tell him to get into contact with Control?" MISCHA - "I can find him, yeah." SUIT - //sigh// "Thank you." "There uhm-- there should be a spare radio around here somewhere--" MISCHA - "I'll find it, no worries." SUIT - "Yeah." "...You said you... smelled another person?" MISCHA - "Yeah-- uhm... something like... bleach or battery acid." "Acrid. Pungent." SUIT - "I see." "....Thank you, Ruzovy--" "Or should I call you Mischa?" MISCHA - "Jdi k čertu." SUIT - "Sure." //Click//

"And gods... is it a good one."

[journey-to-the-goddess]

July 26th is the Feast Day for Saint Anne / Anna. In some traditions, she is believed to be the grandmother of Christ and mother of Mary. 

🌸

Saint Anna is also my Matron Saint! My family did not intend to name me after a saint. Nevertheless, I feel very connected to her and feel fortunate that we share a name! 

🌸

This is a beautiful a 15th c Greek icon depicting Anna and her daughter Mary. 

🌸

Artist: Angelos Akotanos

[pdnr]

PDnR Chapter 1 "Welcome to the Citadel" {Part 1} {Part 2} {Part 3} vvvv

"Oh-- we still have to go over your job..."

[pdnr]

PDnR Chapter 1 "Folly" vvvv

MISCHA - "Jesus... they look more fat and more stupid every time I come over here." ASTOR - "Be nice... we're the ones who plunged them god knows how many feet under when we came here... how many years ago?" MISCHA - "A century at this point." ASTOR - "Mm..." "...How's work for you recently?" MISCHA - "Same as always..." "Fix this jeep, inspect that boat engine, untangle some poor intern from a net--" ASTOR - "Pft--" MISCHA - "Hey! Don't laugh... it's a very serious issue." ASTOR - "Oh, I'm sure it is." MISCHA - "How's your day been, Tori?" ASTOR - "Fine." "Father wants to promote me to a more corporate setting..." "Says its safer." "But I don't know... I rather like working this job." "I... like working... with you." MISCHA - "Yeah?" "Well uhm... I like working with you, too." ASTOR - "Happy to hear." MISCHA - "So... uhm..." "You going to that... that club with Sam again this weekend, or are you free?" ASTOR - "I... I can be free, why?" MISCHA - "No reason." "Just uhm... y'know... I got paid. And... maybe I dunno... I wanted to take you to the commissary, on me?" ASTOR - "The Commissary? Oh Mr.Lovett... you truly know how to spoil a man, don't you? Food that I already get for free?" "If we're going there-- I'll 'pay' yeah?" MISCHA - "Well-- I-- I wanna treat you, yeah?" "You uhm... you've been nice. Nice to be around." "Nice to get to know, and-- and well... yeah, I dunno, I'm rambling, this is dumb." ASTOR - "Hardly." "You're fine, Mischa." MISCHA - "Yeah." ASTOR - "...." MISCHA - "....." "Move back a bit." ASTOR - "Oh?"

{ x }

[pdnr]

OTHELLO - "Do we know from where?" MISCHA - "No... but-- my hope is a supplies drop-- given how little it was uh... Tav's betting it's another prisoner." OTHELLO - "Well... supplies are supplies, I suppose. Even if you have to get your hands dirty getting them." MISCHA - "So-- anything new at the gate? Any *one* new?" OTHELLO - "Mm... not recently. Just... more fish and dead kelp to unstick from the door mechanisms." MISCHA - "Oh you poooor poor thing." OTHELLO - "Oh don't start with me, Mischa Jakub Lovett." MISCHA - "I can't sympathize & woe over our Guardian Angel's trials and tribulations?" OTHELLO - "It's just maintenance work, Mischa." MISCHA - "Mm... but you're the only one brave enough and smart enough to do it-- And I'm oh so /very/ appreciative that you do... cuz we'd all be sea pancakes with out you." OTHELLO - "...." MISCHA - "Suddenly not adverse to praise?" OTHELLO - "Maybe not entirely." MISCHA - "Hm- Nice to hear... Cuz I was startin' to worry I wasn't gonna get to tell you just how hot you look with a welding mask o--" TAV - "Ne speke nat to my brother in that wise, knave."

TAV - "What been ye two in spekinge of?" OTHELLO - "You-- and that little 'egg' you spotted." MISCHA - "I was just about to ask your brother, whom I respect deeply on a professional and platonic level--" OTHELLO - *Snort* MISCHA - "If it could open the gate for us-- so that we may investigate said 'egg'." OTHELLO - "I'd say the gate should be safe... just... be careful on re-entry, please.. the decompression chamber's uhm-- finnicky." MISCHA - "Finnicky?" OTHELLO - "Well-- I think a thief or something came by-- scrapped all the piping for the oxygen into the chamber-- I had to replace it with uhm-- what we had laying about... and well... hmm.. You should be fine-- but there's... there's a small world in which when you seal yourselves in for the night..." MISCHA - "...." TAV - "..." MISCHA - "Well don't leave us hanging." OTHELLO - "You implode." MISCHA - "Ah." "Well uh... that is a risk..." OTHELLO - "I should have her good and patched proper by the time you return, though! So don't fret too hard." MISCHA - "I-- sure... yeah." TAV - "Take my brotheres word, it is good for it." MISCHA - "I mean-- yeah, no, totally!" "I just uh..." OTHELLO - "You just what?" MISCHA - "Can we get that teeny chance down to no chance?" OTHELLO - "If you bring me back new plumbing-- yes." MISCHA - "Fair enough-- shall we get ready then, Tav?" TAV - "Verily." "Come-- hither, Crimson Rat."