𝑼𝑵𝑰𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑺𝑼𝑴 𝒁𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑻 𝑽𝑶𝑶𝑹 𝑴𝑰𝑱

" 𝙸 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗
𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍!
𝚅𝚒𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎! "

#OWRP || #MVRP

starseed 🪱

i cough up a lung
hey gang im here dw about it

ㅤ
ㅤsomeone must build a particle collider around the sun..
ㅤ

ㅤ
ㅤit was a sincerity he understood. although it hadn’t ‘ fired him up ‘ or anything of the sort, it did pull him back to a proper sense of reality.

ㅤ” y - yes - i do… for - forgive me gabriel. i did not mean to cut you off in your moment. “
ㅤ

ㅤ
ㅤthough, as the other spoke, his frame would ease, slowly lowering the sphere as it condensed back to its much smaller form. returning back into orbit.

ㅤthis was not a tactic he had experienced before - frankly, it caught him off guard. but, to hear the struggle in ‘ the reaper’s ‘ voice…
ㅤ

ㅤ
ㅤas the shots were fired, he’d panic, startled from his day dream in a violent jerk.

ㅤa hypersphere pulled from his shoulder, having expanded in his palm, surrounding plates fragmenting and rotating faster around the orb.

ㅤdefensive. as if brought back to the battlefields.
ㅤ

ㅤ
oftentimes holding her words in high regard, unaware of the times they were… not as optimistic.

ㅤopening eyes to greet hers, returning her expression with a far more bleak, awkward smile of his own.
ㅤ

ㅤ
ㅤgiving a light nod in agreement, resting his eyes shut for a mere moment.
ㅤhe remembered… he certainly did.

ㅤperhaps the scientist within him simply was hoping for more.

ㅤ” y - yes… certainly ! i - i do thank you, doctor. i understand… “

ㅤgranted, he hardly ever knew better.
ㅤ

ㅤ
ㅤ” well, it would be quite hypocritical of me to claim * your speech to be turbulent. “

ㅤlightly chuckling, listening along while taking a sip from his own cup.
ㅤshe was right.. he knew it. she knew more definitely than he. and if she knew, he * also had to know.

ㅤ… agh. perplexity.
ㅤ

my feet are cold. hm.

starseed 🪱

the whole being dead thing…….

starseed 🪱

WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU.

i hope moira pumps you full of chemicals till you DIE

ㅤ
ㅤ" likely. "

ㅤhe didn't like the silence, anyway. even his dreams were bombarded with imaginative distractions.
ㅤstiring the bags around in the water for a few moments.

ㅤ" ... your generosity is greatly appreciated, doctor. there's not much i can do to repay you.. but you have my gratitude ! "
ㅤ

ㅤ
ㅤ" i feel... mediocre, i suppose. "

ㅤcareful not to touch the pot itself, though gladly accepting the pot to pour in the steaming water. a small moment of independence. capability.

ㅤ" i would... "

ㅤlowering the kettle. pondering.

ㅤ" .. i would like to memorize a melody. on a piano. "
ㅤ

ㅤ
ㅤ" mmmgh.. would you mind adding two tea bags to my cup ? the flavor feels so dull with just one. "
ㅤ

ㅤ
ㅤ" oh ! well - that's certainly.. encouraging ! "

ㅤwell, now there was a question to be had.. * was he making any progress ? surely, not to how he once was. that'd be an unattainable expectation.

ㅤbut perhaps more to some kind of normalcy...
ㅤalas, a question he would not pose.
ㅤ

ㅤ
ㅤ" ..ahm... pardon me.
ㅤi may only be paranoid, in all actuality.. "
ㅤ

ㅤ
ㅤ" i simply don't want to.. lose more of my consciousness than i have. "

ㅤhe was well aware of his condition - perhaps not his situation. but the state of his mind was no secret. and he was sure with the expansion of the universe came a deterioration. he was sure of it.
ㅤ

ㅤ
ㅤ" mm, mhm.. green tea - that is preferred. "

ㅤfidgeting fingers, nodding in agreement to her assumption.

ㅤ" although, i - i am capable of pouring my own tea - ! do not.. don't - ...what's the word.. "

ㅤpondering, searching for it elsewhere within the environment.
ㅤ

ㅤ
ㅤunfortunately, he is a doctor only in title. there was never much he could do for him.

ㅤ" i.. yes - tea would be a perfect resolution. you are too generous, doctor ! "
ㅤ

ㅤ
ㅤ" we.. we did... i believe it's coming back to me now - yes.
ㅤwhy hadn't we spoken of them ? your discovers do fascinate me. "

ㅤhe almost seemed hurt by the information.
ㅤeven moreso upon the mention of their struggling colleague - he * had been complaining of his agony recently...
ㅤ

ㅤ
ㅤreminders of his life in the netherlands.. within his lab... before the space station - before the black hole - before...

ㅤ" .. why am i... wh - where - "
ㅤ

ㅤ
ㅤ" quasars are not all bad... they * are encrusted with the dust of nearby stars, after all.
ㅤdespite their predicaments, they omit just as much light as they absorb.. they...

ㅤthey-theyy... what.. what is... what is it i'm hearing.. ? "

ㅤhis voice would progressively fade into quiet mumbles.
ㅤ

ㅤ
ㅤbegining his excursus, it was not likely that he was to stop at any point soon now - unless deliberately cut off.

ㅤ" not to mention, the many theories that the way they bend the spacetime continuum is simply an entry point to another timeline of existence ! "
ㅤ

ㅤ
ㅤ.. space - yes, he was aware of the aspects of space, head swiftly turning to reunite brightened eyes with the lack thereof.

ㅤ" well.. i would not call you a black hole -
ㅤfor starters, being that they don't quite * destroy. they more ooof.. separate... condense and warp. "
ㅤ

ㅤ
ㅤeven as he began to speak again, his attention was not returned, cosmos decorating corneas as small electric currents circumvented from his head to the plates surrounding.

ㅤstruggling... hold it together, keep it together.. hyperspheres orbiting his frame
ㅤ

ㅤ
ㅤthe silence provided likely did some more harm than good, as he grew uncomfortable with his own thoughts.

ㅤhe needed distraction, not abandonment with the made-up tunes tormenting his mind. sunken eyes darting about, away from the reaper, as his pupils contracted.
ㅤ

ㅤ
ㅤ" ah, well, all good things must come with some side affects, i suppose... "

ㅤeyes torn from staring into space down to his arm as she pat out the site of the needle.

ㅤ" have you been advancing your work - i don't believe i've seen you these past couple... hmm.. perhaps i'm mistaken.. "
ㅤ

ㅤ
ㅤoh, is that a cicada ?
ㅤ

ㅤ
ㅤall i hear are screams.
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