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astraymoon

No, just monster. It's his...weird, world thing. The others are just inside thoughts.

If you could, I'd appreciate it. I don't think he has many, and I wanna make sure he has all he needs.

And I was puking. And going through anxiety attacks, and insomnia. No one cared.

Fuck the infirmary.

From:

falkeditupagain

Got it. Well, unless you're where he's from, cool it on the M word, that's reserved for corporations and politicians.

[he can probably do that though. With a shout to his warden anyways that he's done it.] You know what it's called? Don't want to be vague with Coach, he'll get ideas.

[That doesnt sound like Vincent Valentine though, that he didnt care.]

Hey now, im not saying they didnt act like they didnt care, but that's not really fair when you tried to force your way first.

But if you're not dealing with the withdrawals any more you dont need their stuff anyways, at least not for supplying. So maybe we can work on bridging some rightfully hurt feelings and get you what you need, huh?

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astraymoon

I'm not. His world...I have no idea what it's like.

[They haven't really talked about it because it'd freak Germaryah out a lot. He still tenses up when Chris even skirts around it.]

Addictol. It comes in an inhaler, and it's from his world. I don't...crave it like I did. The opiods. And thanks to John, I don't feel the pain anymore.

So I won't bother them, they won't bother me. Vincent knows I went through some shit recently, because my body isnt...normal.

But I don't want to be around them no more.

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falkeditupagain

[There is a shuffling of paper, writing the name down so he doesnt forget.]

Im not making anyone do anything, just meant if you want the effect of the substance, minus the chemical? I've got you covered.

Just maybe go there if you get hurt, or find a friend who can heal you. You've only got so many options on this boat and it hurts you more than it helps to limit yourself.

From:

astraymoon

I know, you're the magical drug dealer here. I haven't used up what you've given me so far...

Also it's...well, maybe you should ask John, or Ashton, since John has like God stuff and Ashton knows medical stuff.

But I kinda...don't have to worry about it, normally.

From:

falkeditupagain

I wouldn't call myself a dealer, but I am your friendly neighborhood witch. [He just wants to help, responsibly anyways.]

But really dude, you want to hang out? I wasn't just yanking on your chain for giggles.

Got some place you'd like to see in the enclosure? I could use the walk.

From:

astraymoon

You're also not Spiderman. You don't have the costume dude.

But if you insist on this cozying up stuff...well, I got some time before work.

I wanna see the ocean. A nice one.

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falkeditupagain

Thats because this boat has kept me from Halloween for the last two years. This is my year, man. Spiderman costume is within reach.

[He perks up at him conceding.]

Well, I live in a coastal town, I like that ocean, but we could go somewhere tropical instead? You ever been to Hawaii? Cause I haven't

From:

astraymoon

Uh huh with no mask on. Else, you'll be walking into things without your glasses.

But...I've never been so sure.

Let's see Hawaii. Never could afford it anyway.

From:

falkeditupagain

[Hanna huffs, slightly offended.] how do you know I need these to see? It could be a fashion statement.

[It isnt, and he probably would but dont crush his dreams.]

Well, here we dont have to pay for a ticket or a passport. Meet you down there?

From:

astraymoon

Fashion glasses are thin. You're blinder then a bat in a summer's day ain't you.

[Don't take off your glasses or try a cartwheel Hanna.]

Yeah, meet you there.

From:

falkeditupagain

[Teenagers can just smell weakness cant they?]blind, damn dude. Conrad's the one whose blind...

[Hes grumbling, but he will be on his way. He's even wearing shorts and a tshirt! Good shit to go run in the water with.]

Edited Date: 2026-04-21 10:10 pm (UTC)

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astraymoon

[Teenagers are scary, really. He comes up, and while he's got his shoes held in one hand, and his pants rolled up to his calves, he's still wearing just the one outfit he got from the wardrobe earlier to replace his ratty hand-me-downs.

Which had the orange leather jacket from before. If Chris took his shirt then...no shirt.]

No monsters on the beach, right?

From:

falkeditupagain

[Hanna isnt about to judge what the kids got on, he has worn some wild stuff but...]

Dude, where your shirt?

[leather with no shirt just sounds sticky to him, and like, sure you do you but add hot weather and sand to that?

He bumps his hip to the enclosure door to get it open, his fortune teller in his pocket and nods him forward.]

M word nonsense. No shoes, no shirt no problem I guess.

From:

astraymoon

Chris took it. Helped him sleep better. I only have the one set.

[He shrugged.]

I'll take it off and put the shoes aside once we're in.

Just...checking.

[He still looks nervous as he steps inside.]

Last time I was here, Les was training with mole creatures. I thought they were real, is all.

From:

falkeditupagain

Oh... well, theres like, more shirts? The wardrobe is a free for all. I think its nice community project than 'company resource' anyways.

[Hanna isnt sure why Chris needs his shirt to sleep, but that isn't any of his business.

He walks over to the console and pauses.] oh! Gotcha that makes more sense. Yeah, no I just want a nice walk, no need for mole creatures.

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astraymoon

It feels like a company resource I already took from. My previous clothes were trash.

Hence why...the M word. I uh...freaked us both out because I thought he was in danger.

Pretty stupid really.

[He's a dumb kid. But he's sweet.]

From:

falkeditupagain

Called the community closet for a reason, bud. Besides, not like we've got a bunch of people who are your size and shape fighting for clothes. Get yourself enough to not have to stand around stark naked while you do your laundry.

[He smiles at the idea that he'd go to bat for Lester, turning to look at him after he finishes requesting an Oahu beach.]

Naw, your heart was in the right place. Dont feel stupid for that, im sure you got it sorted afterwards.

Sheehan's good people, he isn't going to let you feel bad about it either I'm sure.

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astraymoon

You can't exactly call me an extra large. I've stood next to John.

[Off goes the jacket in prep and...yeah he's really too skinny for his height. Looks like he lost some weight since they met up last. And he has some very faint scarring on his body, in bits and patches he doesn't even notice.]

He had me bunk over and told me to raid the fridge. Can't do that to him, so I just stuck with water and he got a shower.

From:

falkeditupagain

Hey, it's all relative. I've been small all my life but put me best to The Knight and I'm a giant.

[Hanna's shirt fits well, he's lost some weight himself from the liquid diet, even if he feels heavier than he had in years.]

You know when people offer you stuff here it's because they like you. Instead of saying 'can't do that to him' least you could say is 'no thank you'.

Hospitality and connection is a big thing around here. If you dont feel like taking it, just be honest about that. You are growing though so maybe swing by the commissary more often, snack more. Hell, raid my pantry. Not like I can fucking eat any of that stuff right now anyways.

I'm just starting solids again, like. Plain ass rice and shit. You're not taking anything from me I'm using if you do.

[Hanna toes off his Vans, shoving his socks into his shoes before taking the stairs down. Hes got a little more mobility now than before, but hes still going at it slow.]

Edited Date: 2026-04-21 11:43 pm (UTC)

From:

astraymoon

Who's the Knight?

[He has no idea who that is, and hasn't seen anyone that looks like a knight. Maybe Trevor? But hearing that...he shakes his head, and looks away, shoving his hands into his pockets.]

Hospitality isn't a real thing when it comes to an unknown mutt. It's lip service. I ain't gonna put the burden on Les and Arthur by cleaning out their fridge, nor am I gonna use the space meant for other people with my whatever.

You'd want to that for people who matter, who aren't a burden. Unless you got stuff that's near about to expire, then sure, I'll take it off your hands. Me, the Ghoul, and Convict can clean that up real good.

[He leaves his shoes (with socks) and leather jacket on the top of the stairs, and follows after Hanna slowly.

He wants to take the food. He's hungry all the time. Sometimes, he feels like he could eat dry wall. He just doesn't feel worthy of it. Or of anything, really.]