OOC: The prodigal RPer returns! Sorry about the loooong silence, I've been rather busy at university with squid-related issues (Best. Excuse. EVER). I have also haven't been feeling good about the direction that my characters were going. Embarrassingly I designed them believing that W@RF was set before AO, and had set them but to be living in a brutal world... then I discovered otherwise, and their characters had to be altered quite a bit. I also had to drop their intended story lines, including a Prison Break-esque escape :fuxemb:. Though you guys have done well with Linc (there's nothing like a good will-he/won't-he coma drama to spark interest- it's like a soap opera!). Let's see what I can do...
Oh, and Wash has been sobbing in the cantina all this time- what a wuss.
IC: Wash was sitting on a bench in the cantina, staring into space for hours, only the metallic pulsing of the peculiar security orb to keep him company. His eyes were puffy and red, he was beyond crying, though the tears had come and gone of their own accord. Wash had met Linc only yesterday, why was this affecting him so much? It must be the culmination of these past events. The repeated injuries, the meat grinder fiasco (ooc: has anyone repaired that yet? There was quite a lot of wreckage) and of course, his previous weeks at the searexing RF on the coast, a brutal place.
Wash had no idea how long he'd sat there, time was meaningless, but he was jerked out of his mute stupor by a Vykker.
"...ted your friends operation. However, my superior and I are unable to give him the will to live. Only a close friend can do that. And since you seem to share a lot of affection for him, you are the only convenient and logical Inhabitant to help. Please, come upstairs with me."
A squeaky-voiced, effeminate, pasty skinned Vykker staring him in the face was not the wake-up call Wash would have preferred. It took a few moments to sort out in his head exactly what the creature had just said. Linc! Needs me! Again.. Wash was just about able to croak, in a raspy, sore voice.
"'Kay."
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