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[After their ridiculous argument a little while ago, things have been basically back to normal. Maybe it had been a good thing after all. They both clearly had some silly misunderstandings going on and those had been cleared up. All was well!

Still sharing the same bunk too and the nightmares have been kept at bay. Honestly things couldn't be better. Well the world could stop falling more and more to shit, Gordon wasn't exactly fond of the whole zombie thing going on. He missed the internet and video games. Missed a lot of foods and the lack of drink choices. What he'd give for a nice cold pop... but all in all, he really couldn't complain. Okay he could, but it wouldn't do anything. He was alive, Warren was alive and they were out of Red Valley. Safe.

Everything was good.

Speaking of good, they'd fallen asleep that night whispering Would You Rathers at one another and once he was asleep he was asleep. With Warren close by how he was it was easy to sleep deeply. If he dreamed they were nonsense or... ahem something of the more spicy variety. Thankfully they'd not been too frequent, the handful of times he'd woken up with a morning stiffy and either laid in bed willing it to go away or slipping out of the bunk to shower and ahem- handle it, were embarrassing enough. It'd be terrible if Warren ever noticed or worse-!

... like right now. Gordon in his sleep has rolled over, an arm loosely around Warren's middle as he's pressed up behind him. Usually it would be something to haha whoops about, but this time well. There's very clearly something against Warren's backside. A hard something.]

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[Simon is in medical early, couldn't sleep and instead of tossing and turning and waking up Harrow he figured he could re-re-steralize things and re-re-organize their files and sweep the halls... be bored out of his mind, but better than staring at the ceiling of their bedroom on the Bettie.

He's quiet of course, since Anya and Isabel are probably still sleeping else where in medical.]

It's a good thing you don't have a cadaver to work on, Simon. No dead people on the rig is a good thing. You talking to yourself about missing your old job is not a good thing. Maybe you're going crazy-

[Or he's just tired. Because he didn't sleep well or because he misses how things used to be before the world went tits up? Both. Definitely both. If anyone needs medical advice or has a weird bump they need checked out please come bother him. He's so bored.]

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[Barcus has stowed away on a number of transports in the last few months--trucks, cars, even a train--but the boat that brings him to the Rig is the first one he's been invited onto. It helps, he assumes, that he looks harmless. When he wears a hood and ducks his head enough, people readily take him for an injured child. The number of times he could have taken advantage of that and robbed them blind...

But fortunately for everyone, that's not the kind of person he is. He's only aggressive when backed into a corner, and barely then.

There seem to be two kinds of groups where survivors are concerned: we're all in this together whether we like it or not versus there are more of us than there are of you, join or die. He knows which he prefers, and at this point he also knows not to get too emotionally involved until he's sure what sort he's dealing with. It's nice that he is welcomed. He's willing to contribute. He won't be turning his back on anything.

Including in the canteen, which is his first stop, because it's clear they have food to spare here, and fresh greens are hard to come by. He'll take whatever he's offered politely, without question, and thank the cook, before retreating to sit with his back to the wall, watching the entrances to the room with wary silver eyes, even as he eats.

From a distance, he still looks like he might be a child, swimming in a grey hoodie that's too big for him, black cargo pants and an assortment of tool belts that would drag him straight to the bottom if he fell into the ocean. God knows what he's carrying in those pockets, but he's carrying a lot of it.]

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[Ever since their resident Nightmare on Elm street returned from the land, Gordon has been delighted that he found more music. Especially that 3 disc Lord of the Rings trilogy OST. Oh he's in heaven! In fact he's in the canteen as we speak, taking notes and doodling simple little pictures on lined paper.

Gordon is working on more ideas for their current running D&D sessions and this is the perfect music to get him in the zone. Humming along, he wouldn't even notice his roommate and best friend come in. The canteen is quite spacious and he's sitting with his back to the entrance.

An easy target for a ginger to take advantage of.]

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[Cooper makes his triumphant return after the ground team goes on their next monthly land dive. Or comes back that is. It's not as exciting as the last, no new faces. Not for everyone else, but Cooper has some new ones to get used to it looks like. He figures that kid who he ran into before he branched off on his own bullshit got back here with everyone else, but he's not going to double check.

Either way, it's been a long while since he's been back and maybe he almost missed this bucket of rust.

Before stopping at his room he's making a pit stop at the canteen. The stereo is in there and the collection of music that isn't records is piled beside it. He'd found quite a few CDs on his vacation, if any of them are any good isn't for him to guess. So he stacks them in front of the stereo for anyone to have a gander at. Could be some of them people even requested! Along with a 3 disc set of the Lord of the Rings soundtrack for the trilogy or whatever. Look someone had asked for Lord of the Rings something on Reyes' list of requests, if it wasn't the exact thing he didn't give a fuck.

Then it's dropping his things off in his room, eventually making a pit stop at the showers, before bringing his filthy clothes down to laundry, before joining everyone for dinner in the canteen. Feel free to run into him in the halls or wherever else.]

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[There's a few new faces since the last ground mission came back. An impossing silent giant has been wandering through the rig the past few days. Standing at 6'3" and wearing a tasseled coat that makes it even harder to miss him, Wrench has mostly been minding his own business, getting the layout of the rig down pact. The maps on each floor help, but he's feet on the ground, hands on sort of fella.

Rather look on his own. He's had a thrilling time down in the darker parts of engineering, a place it seems not too many on the rig go to. If he ever needed privacy beyond the room he'd picked, it'd be a good place to go.

But for now he's planted himself in the canteen, with a strong cup of coffee and multiple guns pulled apart on a table as he cleans them. Is he trying to make a show that he's dangerous? Yes. Is it a threat to people here? Also yes. He could do all this in his room, but it's about making a statement. He's not here to hurt anyone, but he will if they give him a reason. When anyone comes into the canteen and he notices them he'll look up, eyes hard, staring, at least for a moment until he's looking back down at what he's doing.]

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[ Thane wasn't quite used to not being cooped up in a room with his only view of the outside world being through reinforced glass. And the "outside view" was just more white walls and scientists. Needless to say, this has so far been an adjustment.

He decides to take advantage, which is why he's standing outside, along the walkways, taking in the ocean air as if he were breathing in air from the heavens themselves. The humid air is harsh on his lungs, and reminds him of the tests they would run on him that ultimately led to his breathing troubles, but it's also a reminder that he's alive, unlike the others.

He's almost as still as a statue, webbed hands folded behind his back, shoulders squared, eyes surveying the horizon as if he were watching out for something.]

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[Is he a bad friend if he's avoiding one to go sneak into the library to see another? It's not because Warren has done anything, but they tend to spend almost all their time together so it can be difficult to whisk away to go see Martin. Martin who he did not hail over the radio to see if he was actually in the library first, because he didn't want Warren to know where he was going...

Gordon does knock first, poking his head into their makeshift library, it's actually gotten quite crowded in there, they've got an interesting collection going for what it's worth. Closing the door he'll peek around one of the shelves.]

Oh Keeper of the Tomes, are thy here?

[Keeper of the Tomes is definitely a cooler title than librarian. You're welcome Martin!]

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[It's probably been a couple weeks at this point since the ground team went out and it always feels quieter then. It also sucks because Scott isn't here so they can't continue their D&D session. Well, not their big current one. They've got a smaller run they do when the ground folks head out. Still, everything changes when they're gone, there's an air of... what if they don't come back? What if someone dies out there?

All things he'd like to not worry himself to death over and thankfully heading down the hallway from his and Warren's room he's distracted by the sounds of a guitar. Jaskier is good, Gordon can't fault him that, it's just not his style of music... but it's a distraction none the less! It's also coming from their resident ghoul's, look he literally looks like a zombie undead thing okay shh, room. Had he really just taken his room over? Not his circus, not his monkies- he thinks as he knocks on the door anyway, before sliding it open. Albeit it catches a little as he does.]

So did Freddy Krueger let you move in or what, man?

[He can't help himself, he's nosy.]

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A few days after Reyes' meeting in the canteen with the usual suspects and some new ones, they'll head out towards the shore. It'll be two teams this time.

Reyes will lead one, heading towards one of the vaults they'd found a previous trip to land. They'll hit this one this time and the other the next. No rush, they weren't going any where now where they? The plan is to break past lockdowns and security measures that are still keeping a good part of the vault locked up. The main power may be down, but whatever backup they've got going could keep whatever is hidden in the deeper down there for years at this rate. Could be useful to them, could be dangerous. Or both. Guess they'll find out, won't they?

Meanwhile, Cooper and anyone else who feel like traveling along side the ghoulish man will be the second team. Though Cooper isn't really "leading" them per se, he happens to be going their way until he doesn't feel like it. Then he'll head off on his own. Until then, he's happy to put down any zombies or folks who try and make trouble for them. The group finds their way to a small town, the sort maybe a thousand at the most lived in before. Place isn't so bad looking, if not for the boarded and broken windows in a lot of the buildings, people who tried to stick around, tried make their homes safe against the infection that made everything a nightmare. Against people they used to call neighbors doing horrible things just to survive. There could be survivors here, who knows, but there are definitely some shamblers shuffling about with a taste for flesh, the fresher the better.

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Is anyone awake right now? I am about to do a round of clothing repairs, feel free to toss anything that needs repairs at me.

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I am in a bit of a pickle, but is there any medical-grade sleeping aid available? It is day three of lack of sleep.

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[ Gerard can't sleep.

That's not new. He almost never sleeps. Not if he can help it. Insomnia plus terrible nightmares, he just runs until he's out of gas and sleeps wherever he lands, so to speak.

It's dark as fuck out on the deck (is it a deck? is that only ships?) after lights out, yet he's not sure he's ever seen stars so bright. One good thing about the apocalypse, sure a shit takes care of a lot of the light pollution, as long as you're not near something with constant fires.

He's got a few packs of cigarettes on him, and has been doing his best to make them last. Maybe he can find some more when they go to land -- he should probably quit, though. Not quitting tonight. He lights up one as he leans against the railing, looking out at the dark line of the ocean where it meets the horizon and the stars above. Quiet and watchful as ever. ]

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[It's some hours after lunch, everyone has had time to clean up, digest, maybe even take a little nap, but now it's time for the PA system to crackle on with an uncomfortably loud whine. Sorry folks.]

Afternoon, everyone. It's your Rooster speaking.

[Reyes chuckles a little. He doesn't want to be called their leader or made to seem like the big honcho, the rig is a place that's made by everyone here, not just him, but maybe he does organize the flow of things more than some others. The rooster pecking around all the hens, keeping things in line or some such. It's a terrible analogy, but it's stuck.]

We'll be having a meeting in the canteen in thirty for those interested in heading to land with me in the next few days. Don't be late.

[There won't be any snacks, sorry folks. Water though, very exciting! Reyes will be sat relatively in the middle of the canteen, maps and logs spreed out. Getting an idea of where they plan on heading this time. He's kept a log of all the things they need to look out for. A list for "important items" and a list of "if possibles".

Come chat him up about the upcoming trip or chat amongst others planning to head out. There will be more than one group of course. Easier to work if they split up. Good to get the kinks worked out before hitting shore.]

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[ He can't sleep.

And when he does sleep he's inevitably woken up by nightmares only to find out he's been asleep for a total of ten minutes. Needless to say, the nights drag on unbearably so. He tries listening to Gordon's breathing, but...he doesn't sound like he's sleeping.

He debates with himself for a good five minutes before he speaks up, voice just above a whisper. ]

...Gordon? Are you awake?

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[ What was a man to do in this kind of situation, really? Okay, get blind drunk, but Jaskier only had his flask on him when he was picked up so he had to ration that. After contemplating spending the day in bed because what was worth living for in this crazy fucked up world anyway, Jaskier... got bored of being depressed. So fine, up he got, and had made his way to the lounge to see what kind of entertainment was available. Don't get on his case about rationing electricity, he's just seeing what's there for when it's an option, okay.

Kneeling next to the shelf with the records as he walks his fingers through the sleeves of vinyl, tisking under his breath.]

I've never seen so much Ricky Nelson in one place before.

[ He's focused enough to probably be startled -- unless you're trying to dodge a company, in which case, look, his sixth sense will probably pick up Someone To Bother to try to rope into a conversation. ]

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[ This week she's on laundry duty, which isn't so bad considering it means she spends quite a bit of time alone doing repetitive tasks. Keeps her busy, and the state of clothing post end of the world keeps her from getting so comfortable she starts to let her mind wander too much. Nothing like the stench of blood and gunpowder from the ground team's laundry to snap her out of too deep a thought.

You might spot her loading up a machine, or sewing closed one of many tears and holes, trying to preserve clothing for as long as possible. Maybe you catch her reading some kind of medical textbook while she waits for the machines. Either way, careful when dropping off clothes, because she's definitely going to pause whatever she's doing and ask how you are.

Especially if you've been dodging her psych evals!! ]

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