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eyemind2021-06-24 11:26 pm
misterbrekker) wrote in eyemind2021-06-24 11:26 pm
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toto?
Who: Kaz Brekker and whoever finds him first
What: Kaz just woke up and is skulking about the ship
When: Backdated to before the ship lands I guess?!
Warnings: None currently!
Generally speaking, Kaz liked to consider himself pretty prepared for any number of possibilities, but admittedly this one had him a bit stumped. By itself, being abducted wasn't too farfetched to fathom, but waking up to a voice in his head in a room where the lights kept flickering? That certainly shook things up a bit. Other than the usual pain in his leg, he was feeling about as whole and righteous as he could have hoped following an abduction, so he set about taking inventory of himself and his surroundings. Or, trying to, as the room kept going dark at random intervals. From what he could tell, though, the stuff in his pockets and hidden up his sleeves seemed to be mostly left alone, and he found his cane leaning against the wall near the bed which was a relief, though whoever had pinched him seemed to have misplaced his hat. They'd owe him a new one.
Well, whatever their play was, they hadn't restrained him and hadn't bothered locking him into the room (which just saved him the hassle of getting it open himself, as far as he was concerned), so he made his way out to the equally dim hallway, casting a glance around to see if any patrols were around before setting off. For now, his main goal was to put as much distance from himself and where he started as possible, so he set off limping quietly down the hallway, cane tucked under his arm since he didn't want the added echo announcing his presence any sooner than it needed to be. He figured he'd run into someone at some point, and if luck was favoring him today, he'd hear them before they heard him.
Ignoring the elevator, he made his way down the stairs, stopping to check each (thankfully, better lit!) hallway before descending the next set. Everything about the walls around him to the floor beneath him seemed unnatural somehow, but for now he tried to shake off the unsettling feeling and instead focus on the task at hand of covering as much ground as he could. That is, until he made it to the observation room, and his eyes caught that giant window and view into space, which made his eyes widen with alarm. He stood there stupidly for a minute, before slowly making his way closer for a better look.
What: Kaz just woke up and is skulking about the ship
When: Backdated to before the ship lands I guess?!
Warnings: None currently!
Generally speaking, Kaz liked to consider himself pretty prepared for any number of possibilities, but admittedly this one had him a bit stumped. By itself, being abducted wasn't too farfetched to fathom, but waking up to a voice in his head in a room where the lights kept flickering? That certainly shook things up a bit. Other than the usual pain in his leg, he was feeling about as whole and righteous as he could have hoped following an abduction, so he set about taking inventory of himself and his surroundings. Or, trying to, as the room kept going dark at random intervals. From what he could tell, though, the stuff in his pockets and hidden up his sleeves seemed to be mostly left alone, and he found his cane leaning against the wall near the bed which was a relief, though whoever had pinched him seemed to have misplaced his hat. They'd owe him a new one.
Well, whatever their play was, they hadn't restrained him and hadn't bothered locking him into the room (which just saved him the hassle of getting it open himself, as far as he was concerned), so he made his way out to the equally dim hallway, casting a glance around to see if any patrols were around before setting off. For now, his main goal was to put as much distance from himself and where he started as possible, so he set off limping quietly down the hallway, cane tucked under his arm since he didn't want the added echo announcing his presence any sooner than it needed to be. He figured he'd run into someone at some point, and if luck was favoring him today, he'd hear them before they heard him.
Ignoring the elevator, he made his way down the stairs, stopping to check each (thankfully, better lit!) hallway before descending the next set. Everything about the walls around him to the floor beneath him seemed unnatural somehow, but for now he tried to shake off the unsettling feeling and instead focus on the task at hand of covering as much ground as he could. That is, until he made it to the observation room, and his eyes caught that giant window and view into space, which made his eyes widen with alarm. He stood there stupidly for a minute, before slowly making his way closer for a better look.
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"Father of Lies," he says immediately. "And other variations on a theme. They're incredibly inaccurate. I never lie. But humans just love to do bad things and then try to pin them on me, calling me dishonest and the Devil made me do it."