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[The device clicks on, catching the tail end of clipped British tones.]
... here, try talking to him.
[Silence then, filled with breathing for who knows how long a pause.]
[The device clicks on, catching the tail end of clipped British tones.]
... here, try talking to him.
[Silence then, filled with breathing for who knows how long a pause.]
Edited 2013-09-05 19:14 (UTC)
[ Odd, but when Alayne goes to look for a "Hansen" amongst the users on the device, she finds not one but two listings for someone with the name. Or perhaps not so odd for a place that collected people across time and space and worlds. It would seem more odd if he was the only Hansen that ever was in existence. (Or that's what she tells herself.) A little fiddling, a little poking and in the end she decides that "Chuck" is the one that she's looking for.
It's early in the afternoon when she messages him. ]
Ranger Hansen,
Have you settled yourself?
—AS.
It's early in the afternoon when she messages him. ]
Ranger Hansen,
Have you settled yourself?
—AS.
[ there's not much to it, the rooms. but chuck's entire life has been shuffling into smaller and smaller spaces- metal and concrete, sterile and utilitarian. a cot in one room isn't much different from a cot in any other. chuck still keeps his boots at the side of his bed, and probably always will.
when the message comes in, he gives it a solid once over. he's not suspicious persay- but nothing about this is easy to read. ]
need something already wafer?
when the message comes in, he gives it a solid once over. he's not suspicious persay- but nothing about this is easy to read. ]
need something already wafer?
[ Raleigh tells her eventually where the bruise purpling the rise of his cheek is from and when Mako hears the news something inside her shutters closed like slats on a set of blinds or locks on a dam. It's the only way to keep what's inside in (—shut it down, lock it up, swallow it, if you have to—) and while it isn't pleasant it serves Mako as well as it always has.
Chuck alive. Here. With them.
She isn't so selfish as to dwell on what this means for her, personally, though she does allow herself to consider what it could mean for them as a whole. Two is better than one, three is better than two. (Mako gives a spare thought as to what Marshal Hansen will do, has done. When he sees Chuck again, does he embrace him as a son? Or does he salute him for a job well done?)
Mako leaves it alone for a day. Then two.
Then on the third day she contacts him. ]
We should talk.
[ As if they were even capable of talking. As if their last actual conversation hadn't been years and years past. ]
Chuck alive. Here. With them.
She isn't so selfish as to dwell on what this means for her, personally, though she does allow herself to consider what it could mean for them as a whole. Two is better than one, three is better than two. (Mako gives a spare thought as to what Marshal Hansen will do, has done. When he sees Chuck again, does he embrace him as a son? Or does he salute him for a job well done?)
Mako leaves it alone for a day. Then two.
Then on the third day she contacts him. ]
We should talk.
[ As if they were even capable of talking. As if their last actual conversation hadn't been years and years past. ]
[ it's only a matter of time, and truth be told, there isn't a doubt in his mind as to the origin of the message. there's some quiet part of him that wonders if he should have something more to say. if having died at pentecost's side matters more than giving her partner a black eye barely a day ago. if one of those things is greater debt than the other.
in the end, he doesn't mention either one of them, and his reply betrays everything and nothing, all at the same time. ]
room 203?
in the end, he doesn't mention either one of them, and his reply betrays everything and nothing, all at the same time. ]
room 203?
[ Hey look, it's voicemail! Raleigh is out of shits to give. ]
Hansen, sound off.
Hansen, sound off.
Rack off Becket, I'm inna goddamn goddamn med lab.
[ the bite doesn't have the same venom they've come to expect from one another. chuck's words are taut, like a sail at the end of it's line- and he's firing warning shots he doesn't mean.
it's another beat before he continues, and when he does, there's an unusual stillness in his tone. the video feed isn't activated, but chuck doesn't look down all the same. ]
Haven't got a proper count'a the bodies yet.
[ the bite doesn't have the same venom they've come to expect from one another. chuck's words are taut, like a sail at the end of it's line- and he's firing warning shots he doesn't mean.
it's another beat before he continues, and when he does, there's an unusual stillness in his tone. the video feed isn't activated, but chuck doesn't look down all the same. ]
Haven't got a proper count'a the bodies yet.
[ Immediately following her contact of Raleigh: ]
Status?
Status?
Some kinda medlab. Doors're all locked, need t'get access sorted before anything gets secured.
[ there's a rustling in the background. not of cloth, and not of metal.
something heavier. ]
Get yourself a weapon Mori. [ it's a warning, not a challenge. an unspoken if you haven't got one already that hangs weightless in the air ]
[ there's a rustling in the background. not of cloth, and not of metal.
something heavier. ]
Get yourself a weapon Mori. [ it's a warning, not a challenge. an unspoken if you haven't got one already that hangs weightless in the air ]
[ There are those who look for her and those she looks for. Alayne does not message Chuck Hansen out of compassion or need, but her thoughts go to him nevertheless the first time Carver takes down a necromorph, the dim light catching on his the plating of his armor.
She does not expect a conversation. Alayne simply wants him to know (like last words issued before a great fall): ]
I do not think to wish you safe, for I know that is not your nature.
Know instead that my thoughts are with you.
May your rangers fight bravely and well.
She does not expect a conversation. Alayne simply wants him to know (like last words issued before a great fall): ]
I do not think to wish you safe, for I know that is not your nature.
Know instead that my thoughts are with you.
May your rangers fight bravely and well.
[ chuck's had his communicator strapped to his side like a lifeline. in so many ways (as he sidesteps corpses and dismembers them per instruction) it really is. when alayne's message shows up on the other hand there's a muttered fucking christ for what reads like last respects. ]
Jesus don't wander off.
An'keep yer damn wolf with ya.
Jesus don't wander off.
An'keep yer damn wolf with ya.
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[ their time is dwindling, and Herc is fully aware they're closing in on it. their team is starting to suffer, breathing coming bated and fatigue starting to wear on the weakest of them.
Herc pushes on because it's the only thing he knows how to do. because he has rangers, and a son, to get back to. he has Max to take care of, because as kind as everyone's been to look out for the pup, Herc isn't the kind to shuffle off responsibility.
he's catching a breath when, selfishly, he opens an audio channel with his son. ]
Found the source. Heh— You thought Leatherback was ugly.
Herc pushes on because it's the only thing he knows how to do. because he has rangers, and a son, to get back to. he has Max to take care of, because as kind as everyone's been to look out for the pup, Herc isn't the kind to shuffle off responsibility.
he's catching a breath when, selfishly, he opens an audio channel with his son. ]
Found the source. Heh— You thought Leatherback was ugly.
[ it's quieter, the second day. there's a possibility that this is because they've all bunkered down. that everyone's got a plan of action and the chaos has devolved- into something functional if not manageable. chuck is resolutely not thinking about it.
or at least- it's started that way.
he's not sure what it is now.
there's a croak to his voice when he answers, rough with disuse. ]
What is it.
or at least- it's started that way.
he's not sure what it is now.
there's a croak to his voice when he answers, rough with disuse. ]
What is it.
[ Mako knows what she saw. Mako knows what she saw. But she also knows what she saw is impossible, so she validates the facts. ]
Location?
[ As far as she knows, no one has gone anywhere yet, but she has to be sure. (It was just the one time, but Mako knows what she saw.) ]
Location?
[ As far as she knows, no one has gone anywhere yet, but she has to be sure. (It was just the one time, but Mako knows what she saw.) ]
[ this is unusual. it's unusual because mako knows the same way that chuck knows- they'd be firing off messages immediately if their situations had changed, for better or worse. that she's asking now, well ahead of schedule, has his brows knit together. ]
What happened?
What happened?
We're going to need wood.
[ Yes, somebody is still up and at it at god knows what time it is in the morning. ]
[ Yes, somebody is still up and at it at god knows what time it is in the morning. ]
[ After being hailed by the marshal, only to receive no response. ]
Hansen, status.
Hansen, status.
[ he is never going to get his regular sleep cycle back. yancy's pretty resigned to this revelation. so he wanders down to the classroom because if he can't sleep, he might as well be useful.
what he doesn't expect, is... well, this. ] I don't even want to know.
what he doesn't expect, is... well, this. ] I don't even want to know.
[ chuck's head is in the oven.
a more accurate assessment would clarify that it is his head, right arm, and a significant amount of his torso. there are grease stains on his elbows and knees, but very few signs of electrical shock besides. the kitchen itself is in a worse state. the scorchmark runs down the side of the wall and chases towards chuck and the oven like an arrow. ]
Pass me the pliers.
a more accurate assessment would clarify that it is his head, right arm, and a significant amount of his torso. there are grease stains on his elbows and knees, but very few signs of electrical shock besides. the kitchen itself is in a worse state. the scorchmark runs down the side of the wall and chases towards chuck and the oven like an arrow. ]
Pass me the pliers.
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2013-12-08 05:08 am (UTC)(link)
i need to ask you something.
[ So the cavern collapsed and it was all really scary, especially for the likes of Alayne who's had more scramble than spring in her step when it comes to perilous situations. She'd almost lost Lady in the collapse, but the Doctor had salvaged her when she'd run off, leaving Alayne no choice but to scrabble, tear-stained, to surface with little Nigredo in tow.
Now that things are settled, her thoughts turn to those should ask after. The Master Chief is gone and she feels that loss poignantly but she tries not to flounder. ]
Ranger Hansen, are you still with us?
Now that things are settled, her thoughts turn to those should ask after. The Master Chief is gone and she feels that loss poignantly but she tries not to flounder. ]
Ranger Hansen, are you still with us?
[ After being in communication with the marshal. ]
Location?
Location?
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