lastdecember: (There's no time. The ship is leaving.)
Nicholas D. Wolfwood ([personal profile] lastdecember) wrote in [community profile] themnemosyne 2025-02-17 08:07 pm (UTC)

[ Oh. ...Yeah, okay, he walked right into that joke, huh. God dammit. ]

Fuck you.

[ And here he'd thought for a minute they were getting along. If they were back on the ship he'd stop in his tracks, turn around, and give Rin a piece of his mind. They can't stop here, though. They have to keep moving.

(And, weirdly, he doesn't really want to stop and cuss Rin out. The edge has been taken off his anger, and it's really bizarre. Later, when he thinks over this whole adventure again, he'll wonder about that. Now, with a couple fairies humming after them, all Wolfwood does is stomp through the underbrush, heading for the rocky area just to the east. There shouldn't be any more bugs there -- less foliage means less bugs, right? -- and there's good visibility for any more approaching fairies.

His CL-10 beeps as he steps past the last of the leaf litter and out into brilliant sunshine once more.
]

Soil pH just spiked. I'm readin' high levels of calcium salts in these rocks.

[ It's such a pretty world, but these readings are just proving it to be less and less hospitable to humans... or assholes, for that matter. ]

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