#phcbias

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@phcbias continue from X

“Sounds... Strange... We didn’t really celebrate anything on Mars... Or even keep track of the date most of the time.” He murmured. The more he learnt about Earth, the more he felt distant from it, even if his ancestors were from there.

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At What Cost

phcbias It was amazing that they had survived the battle at all. Equinox’s return to the bay had been a shock to everyone. Especially when it’s Fighter was slumped in his seat, covered in his own blood. But he was alive and he was rushed to med bay once they had landed. But he was ignored by the crowds who went to Phobos with their congratulations.

Deimos was kept under close supervision by the medics and even with their help, it was about a week before he regained consciousness. Slowly, he began to stir. His eyes flickered open but... His world stayed black. He began to panic, suddenly remembering what had happened, remembering pain and blood and fear. Was he dead? Is this what happened? He reached up, one hand brushing at his face. He found fabric there and started to pull it off, maybe that was what was obstructing his sight. But even when there was no more to tear away, everything was black. The medical officers found him in his panic and held him down, trying to relax him with words he couldn’t seem to understand. English, right? He couldn’t remember the words he had learnt. “Что со мной не так?!“ He yelled, voice cracking as he did. He slumped back down on his bed, giving up as a needle reached his vein and he started to relax. He still couldn’t understand them but words were starting to make sense. Eyes, fight, Equinox... It took them a while but his English began to return and they explained to him that while he had won, his sight was likely gone forever. One of the med crew went to find Deimos’s Navigator, telling him quickly that he had woken up and seemed to be doing alright, except for his vision. He told him that he would let him visit, but he had to be careful.

[amoonofmars]

phcbias said: //y u gotta do that

ooc: because i’m the shitty twin and you’re the cool one this is an established fact :’D

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phcbias continued from X

A suicidal mission.. It wasn’t like he could argue.. This was his duty and he had to follow orders. But he was terrified. He’d accepted early on that he would likely die in battle. Just because he’d accepted the possibility didn’t mean he liked it at all. He was scared of dying. Scared of whatever strange abyss laid beneath the veil of death. A part of him wished that his Navigator was Abel, a thought that had never crossed his mind before. But maybe if he was with Abel he wouldn’t die....

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phcbias

 Me: Porthos is to Phobos what Deimos is to...

//I DID THINK ABOUT THIS ONCE AND BASICALLY THAT’S WHAT IT IS

They take after them too like, Cain is violent and Deimos is a watered down violent. Phobos is snarky, Porthos is watered down snark

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Halfway under a ship, but still somebody thought it was definitely an adequate time to talk to him, unless they were just noseying? He could only see their legs anyway, maybe it was one of the ship’s pilots.

“If you need something, ‘m busy!” he called out, hoping that would get them out of his way.

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>>phcbias​

Porthos can tell that he’s moving too fast to be seen as just walking normally. At this point though, he hardly cares enough as to what everyone is going to think of him. Let them whisper about the Pharaon’s navigator making a mad dash straight to medical. They won’t be bothering him about it.

It had already taken every last bit of his self control not to react so intensely in the bridge when he’d watched the Equinox take a hit. A Colteron ship zipping about, and Phobos took a risky move to take it out. Too risky of a move, because in the mere moments before Deimos had shot the ship down it fired on the Equinox and clipped the wing.

Structural damage. That god awful silence for several heart-stopping seconds. Finally, Phobos’s voice over the static.

Porthos stops abruptly and curls his hand into a fist. He recomposes himself, then continues on to his destination. He goes over in his head what he’s going to say, because he’s going to be calm and collected and not react like the panicking mess he is right now. Phobos knows what he did was dangerous, there’s no need to reiterate that to him. He’s okay now, so there’s no need to ask what if he died.

When he sees Phobos sitting up in bed in the medical bay, he allows himself a sigh of relief. As he approaches, he goes over in his head one last time the words he’s going to say. Step one, stay calm-

          “Phobos, what the fuck was that?”

Failed step one. At least he didn’t shout.

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