#18 [Video/Audio/Text//English//Open Commentlog]

[couldbeavillain]

[The comm clicks on with video, Andrew staring at the camera, somewhere between confused and nervous and tired. He doesn't look good; hair flat and unkempt, eyes red, face pale. In fact, it's pretty easy to assume (even for those who don't know Andrew all that well) that he's been crying.

Even if he's sure he deserved it, and it was probably karma

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[summonupastorm]

[Yuna had found some small runes just lying on the floor when she was exploring earlier. She had originally thought of just posting on her communicator to see if someone had lost them, but now that she's heard Andrew's post, Yuna supposes that she doesn't really need to.

She turns on the video function and shows the runes to whoever happens to be looking for them.]

Are these some of the items that you're looking for?

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[couldbeavillain]

[Oh, great. Because Andrew doesn't make bad enough first impressions when he's not recovering from death.]

Y-yeah, those... those are the rune things... Could you, uhm, bring them to my room? Deck 7, 6208.

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[summonupastorm]

[Yuna doesn't say anything else, she just nods and clicks off her communicator before making her way to Deck 7. It isn't very long before there's someone knocking at Andrew's door.]

Um...I am Yuna. I found your runes?

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[couldbeavillain]

[Andrew can't help being... paranoid. He cracks the door to peer at the girl on the other side for a moment. She's young, seems harmless... But he trusted Attika, too.

It takes a moment of thought and a deep breath before Andrew can open the door, but his hand still holds the handle cautiously.]

H-hi... I'm Andrew... S-sorry, I look... like a mess...

Bu--b-but, thank you. For... bringing the... things.

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[hangedsword]

I have found your shoes.

Now, can I ask how you lost all these things?

[He has a pretty good idea but he's not jumping to conclusions. Because you know. Humans are strange]

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[couldbeavillain]

My room's 6208. Deck 7. If you would be okay with bringing them to me.

[Yes, he blatantly ignores the question, because he doesn't want to talk about it. If you're nice, Jin, maybe he'll tell you when you get here.]

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[hangedsword]

[Gd people and ignoring his questions]

I will be right there.

[And in quite literally five seconds, Jin is knocking on Andrew's door]

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[couldbeavillain]

[Which causes Andrew to jump. Good god, that was quick.

He cracks the door a touch to inspect, then a little more. Pretty girls are intimidating enough, men are just... more. Andrew wishes he weren't so shaken up meeting these people.]

Uhm, hi... do--do you have my sneakers?

[forgivemesister]

[Welp, Gunn knows what that means. And while he and Andrew don't really know each other outside of switching bodies, Gunn feels like he should say something.]

Hey, you -- [He's not doing okay, don't ask that.] ... want someone to bring something to eat by?

[couldbeavillain]

[...Andrew wasn't expecting that. At all. He doesn't think of himself as having friends on the boat, and it's odd that someone would reach out to him.]

Uhm... I--I guess... I'm not really very hungry... But maybe I should... maybe eat. I've never... I don't know...

[forgivemesister]

[Well, Gunn wouldn't really define he and Andrew as friends just yet, but death doesn't seem like an easy thing to deal with.]

If you're not hungry, don't worry about it. [But dammit that doesn't give him an excuse. He doesn't have any clothing of Andrew's.] I can bring something else by, or if I find anything of yours...

[couldbeavillain]

[It's sad, but Gunn probably counts as one of the people Andrew is closest with on the boat. Along with maybe Xanth and... Attika. Who killed him.]

...do--do you think there's Oreos on the boat? S-somewhere? [Just because he's not hungry doesn't mean Andrew couldn't use some serious comfort food.]

[Locked] OH FOURTH WALL WHY DO YOU EXIST THIS WOULD CHEER HIM UP SO QUICKLY

[couldbeavillain]

[Why are so many strangers finding his stuff? Andrew probably can't think of something more embarrassing than meeting a person for the first time looking like he is.]

Uh--uhm... I'm on deck 7, room 6208. Would you... mind bringing it to me? ...please?

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[couldbeavillain]

[It doesn't matter how many people knock on his door, it still makes Andrew jump. Every knock just sounds suspiciously similar to a golf club hitting a skull.

Finally, Andrew gets off his bed to open the door. His visitors keep getting bigger and more intimidating. Why?]

H--hello...?

[brittlenerves]

[This answers two of Xanth's questions: Andrew is indeed still here, and he's doing terribly.]

A-Andrew, I...

[He clears his throat.]

I-I, uh, have... y-your shirt.

[Xanth never knows what to say to people who've just come back from the dead.]

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[couldbeavillain]

[That's okay, Andrew doesn't know what to say to other people now that he's come back from the dead.]

Oh--oh, thanks... [Thank goodness this is someone he knows. Not that it makes his cowardice easier to display, but it's less embarrassing.]

Do--do you--uhm, I'm on deck 7, room... 6208. Do you think you could bring--bring the shirt? I wouldn't usually... It's a neat shirt, I--I like it...

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[brittlenerves]

S--sure. I-I could, uh, bring... a-anything else that y--you want? I-If I-- if I can find it, I m-mean.

[still unlocked because Andrew just didn't want people knowing where he liiiives.]

[couldbeavillain]

Just... whatever... I don't know, there's... not really a whole lot I--I want...