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*Alam is passing through a corridor, not really looking where he's going. He has a lot on his mind right now, and he's trying just... think. So he doesn't notice when someone seems to pop up right in front of him - *
"Oop, carefu-Oh. Hello Alam."
Mike's face becomes dour and cold.
"What are you up to."
*Kishar heads over to check in on Armine. They probably should have called first, to make sure he wasn't busy, but they just really like spending time with him, and impulse control is not their forte. They really hope he's in his office because otherwise this is going to be super awkward* Armine? Are You There?
On arriving, Kishar is horrified at the scene in Armine's office. Armine is sitting on the floor, clutching a vicious-looking wound on his side and barely breathing, a Bat'leth laying on the floor next to him. He looks up to see them, barely conscious. Strewn about the room are three people, wearing masks, a green, viscous fluid seeping from their wounds. They aren't moving.
"M-m...Myrto..."
*Kishar is walking from cleaning spot to cleaning spot, kind of tired but not willing to slow down today. They're not watching where they're going and bump into someone as they're walking* Oh- Sorry I Was Not Watching Where I Was Going -
"Oh! It's no problem. Are you this timeline's Kishar?"
Cronus seems to be making a conscious effort not to come off as a douchebag.
*Kishar is just... lying on the grass in the sun. They stare into the sky, idly wondering about... well, anything and everything. They've been wondering about... well, themself, and other eldritch beings. How powerful can they get? What can they be associated with? Things like that. They mumble to themself as they think* I Wonder What The Most Powerful Eldritch Being Is Like... Are They Nice?
Suddenly, Kishar realizes an elderly person in plain, worn clothing is sitting next to them. A person that was definitely not there a moment ago.
*Ding! There's a text from Kishar!* [Hey Uh, Is It Okay If You Come Over? Uh, It Is... A Little Silly, But I Just Woke Up From A Nightmare And I Really Do Not Want To Be Alone Right Now. Is That Uh? Okay? I Am In My Room If, Uh, You Are Free.]
Epiales appears on their bed, dressed for bed. Which is to say, wearing a pair of sweatpants, and that's it.
"I would be delighted to keep you company for the night, darling."
Good Morning! Would You Like A Piece Of Glass I Sanded Down And Polished Into A Gem Shape?
*Kishar walks into the cafeteria, hands fiddling with the sleeves of their shirt* Um, Mike? Are You Here?
Mike doesn't seem to be here at the moment. If Kishar listens, they can hear the clattering in the back.
*... somehow Kishar is in a hallway, cleaning a spill. Apparently this counts enough as OSHA for them to have accidentally wandered in here without noticing*
Armine, sipping a hot tea from a spillproof mug, hustles by, then stops and backtracks, realizing that the janitor he just passed was not wearing a Starfleet uniform, and was using positicley ancient cleaning equipment.
"Uh. Hi. Do you... work here?"
