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[devoyded]

@warisanart​, ❛ Shall we pity him? Shall we curse him? ❜

    “That’s a decision for YOU to make, isn’t it, old woman?”

Who better to decide the fate of mortals, them who still trod soil and felt the breeze, than a GOD on high? The last time Anxi tried to play God, she’d run HEADFIRST into an actual one, and oh... O H what a long, five years it had been since then. 

  Crouched low, finger teasing the trigger of her Sidewinder, looking out over the works of the MIGHTY, and awaiting the foretold despair that was said to follow. Were it up to her? And, she knew it wasn’t. She’d curse this poor fool. Rent life from his very soul, drop by drop... God, she was so hungry!

    “Enlighten me, Mom. What wisdom hath the universe to offer its loyal... thrall? You know, after all this time, I’m still unsure as to what I am in this mess.”

[griffinryders-blog]

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Awkward was from the right word, yet the silence filling the medbay was not even close to being considered relaxing. Lexi had put Griffin on strict orders to have a hands on approach on having SAM more in her head than prior to her death on Habitat-7. This check up, however, was being lead by Doctor Cynbel. While Ryder held no negative opinion towards her she felt more like a patient with her than with Lexi causing less words to fumble out of her mouth than normal.

“So.”

“Have the beds on the Tempest been comfortable compared to cryo for you?” She regretted the words once she said them. Out of all the questions she could ask the worst anecdotal ones were the first to come to mind.

[ofstarrynights-a]

“BETWEEN YOU AND ME,” she made sure lexi’s off arguing with peebee before slipping into the medbay, “do you think you could get lexi off my back about the whole ‘dying’ thing? it’s not like it’s intentional ----- and i’m standing here breathing now, aren’t i?” // @warisanart ( call ! )

[yourjaalpal-blog]

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"Doctor Synbel,” he greets, his large form taking up most of the medbay’s doorway. He looks about with a furtive glance, swaying forward slightly. “Is Doctor Lexi nearby? I am not feeling well.”

[devoyded]

@warisanart​​, "Have you ever been in love?"

    “What’s love? Is that an Earth thing?” 

She’d heard the word thrown around every once in a while, but it had never properly existed within her being. Lust was easy. Lust was POTENT. Lust was all-encompassing, she had been a slave to her lust, her passions, her sins for over a hundred years.

    “Love... that one exists here?” She raised her hand to her chest, tapping her Remnant Chest Plate.  “I see flashes of it every once in a while when I’m eating. People THINK they’re in love, but I don’t get it. It’s not concrete, it’s not quantifiable. I don’t think it exists."

Finally, she reclined and pulled her knife free of her teeth, casting the lodged morsel into the wind with a flick.

  "Do you love me?" She was giggling, teasing the force of nature that would ask her something so... odd. "Have you ever been in love? Can you love?”

[sararcdcr]

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          ———-  ❛ i swear --- you and lexi just like to tag team me, don’t you? ❜

           sara sighs, sitting on one of the beds in the medical bay of the tempest. leaning back, she rests both hands behind her in order to keep her balance. of course, she knows why regular check ups would be necessary --- she has died twice, after all. but it’s hard to avoid them when you have two doctors aboard a small ship like the tempest. eventually she has to face one of them.

[immortallionheart-archived-blog]

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Autumn rested her arms on her knees, looking forward before a sound broke her trance. She had no idea that Dr. Cynbel was trying to talk to her, she had zoned out pretty much, before looking up at her. “Sorry, I completely missed anything you said.” She said, rubbing her forehead slightly and grabbing the bottle of water to take a sip of it. Everything was happening way too fast and she wasn’t quite sure she was worthy of being the pathfinder.

[traumcs-blog]

@warisanart. sc | liam / mia.

     ‘ sorry. wasn’t expecting company. ’ it’s hardly the best excuse for ignoring somebody but it’s all he’s got. it also happens to be the truth, but things like that rarely matter. he learned that the hard way. ‘ you’re, uh-- wait, don’t tell me. starts with a g, right? ’