Envy (
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lastvoyages2022-03-09 08:50 pm
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Hey, Admiral, you're pretty bad at this. Take it from someone with a bit of experience. If you need people to believe your little experiment is for their benefit, the whole thing has to work a little better. If we'd run Amestric the way you let this place be run, Father would have been tossed out on his ear three months in.
[He has no interest in the admiral's answer and assumes this will go unseen. He's literally just trolling. Why is this a voice post? Fuck you, that's why. He's in the mood to needle and not to be seen.]
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[Envy is glitching.
He's not not in pain, and he does feel the sort of bone-deep exhaustion that goes along with being a depleted homunculus. Dying and bring brought back on a whim is familiar territory. But he hasn't been refueled by Father. He's been through, well, whatever the Admiral does. And he's having a little trouble holding together.
One moment, fine. The next, shot through with tiny black fractals, endless branching right angles that might look almost pixelated to those with context. Usually the flat red that skitters behind his eyes and shows up when he's damaged is a fleeting thing, a little burst of electricity and gone, but now he faintly glows everywhere Norton shot him and where Trevor's whip and dagger took their toll.
This is just slightly annoying--he'd been afraid of worse--except that he has nowhere to really hide. He's never bothered to figure out where his cabin even is. He certainly isn't going to sit around in the infirmary. Milking sympathy might have been an option, but he was just a little too prideful for that. At least he doesn't need to eat.
For the next week, Envy is a little bit of a cryptid. He's spending time in empty cabins, skulking the hallways at night when he's too bored to take it any more, and being obnoxious on the network because he has feelings to relieve, and being shrill and unpleasant will do that.]
Hey, Admiral, you're pretty bad at this. Take it from someone with a bit of experience. If you need people to believe your little experiment is for their benefit, the whole thing has to work a little better. If we'd run Amestric the way you let this place be run, Father would have been tossed out on his ear three months in.
[He has no interest in the admiral's answer and assumes this will go unseen. He's literally just trolling. Why is this a voice post? Fuck you, that's why. He's in the mood to needle and not to be seen.]
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[Envy is glitching.
He's not not in pain, and he does feel the sort of bone-deep exhaustion that goes along with being a depleted homunculus. Dying and bring brought back on a whim is familiar territory. But he hasn't been refueled by Father. He's been through, well, whatever the Admiral does. And he's having a little trouble holding together.
One moment, fine. The next, shot through with tiny black fractals, endless branching right angles that might look almost pixelated to those with context. Usually the flat red that skitters behind his eyes and shows up when he's damaged is a fleeting thing, a little burst of electricity and gone, but now he faintly glows everywhere Norton shot him and where Trevor's whip and dagger took their toll.
This is just slightly annoying--he'd been afraid of worse--except that he has nowhere to really hide. He's never bothered to figure out where his cabin even is. He certainly isn't going to sit around in the infirmary. Milking sympathy might have been an option, but he was just a little too prideful for that. At least he doesn't need to eat.
For the next week, Envy is a little bit of a cryptid. He's spending time in empty cabins, skulking the hallways at night when he's too bored to take it any more, and being obnoxious on the network because he has feelings to relieve, and being shrill and unpleasant will do that.]

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To the outside eye it wouldn't particularly look like a hunt. He's been exploring the ship for potential damage or anything that needs cleaning since their return, as well as just his usual habitual wandering. He doesn't have a strict enough schedule that it would be easy to track that he's looking at times where people are less likely to be, and is around more at night.
He's patient, especially without a reason to rush. Though he does occasionally put a horror film on late in less frequented common rooms to see if Envy will show up.
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But he doesn't take his place on the arm of the couch or go for snacks. He lingers behind the sofa, glinting faintly with his arms crossed on the back of the couch. He is silent, because why would he make this easy on anybody? There's cool violence. Looks soothing after his conditional but acceptable victory.
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He senses that Envy's behind him, but waits until the scene has cut from exploding body parts to conversation before he turns to offer him the usual smile. Xie Lian knows that Envy's not a ghost, and he'd be a strong one if he was, but the lapses in his usual form do remind him of scattered ghost lights.
"I've found a new series. It looks popular." It makes perfect sense to Xie Lian that if there's a play - movie - that people like, there would be a large number of sequels that cover basically the same ground.
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Series, though, that's a promising word, and for more of less the same reasons. He's not actually coming to sit down yet, but he's a little less rigid. "It looks fine." Well, now it looks like people talking for reasons he couldn't begin to fathom. But there were lots of bits flying around before.
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"One door leads to a certain death trap, the other contains unknown horrors." That should catch Envy up on the plot. "They think they're being held by a ghost, but I think it's going to turn out to be a human."
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"The killer was left to die in the house... for some reason? And so is enacting the same fate on those who dare to enter, thinking that it's just a legend." The backstory isn't exactly well sketched out. Xie Lian also finds the active refusal to have any theme, despite the set up making certain ones obvious, an amusing choice.
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[He mutters at Envy on deck. it's late at night but Trevor is more of a night owl regardless. He scowls but eyes the wounds with interest.]
You normally that glittery?
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Take it up with my warden. Whatever his name is. Do I look like I want to be here?
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[Trevor shrugs a little to Envy's question. He's got a pack of cigarettes. It's a habit he picked up in Flotilla after hearing constantly of the debatable joys of tobacco. 15th century man with a smoking habit, what could go wrong?]
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[Smoking is quite common among humans back home. He has no idea why humans chose this particular pastime, but it's not novel.]
They don't really do anything. For us, I mean, they've got some part in the system or the admiral wouldn't bother.
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Yeah.
Shame that some of them have to go home empty-handed.
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In time to watch Envy do a hefty glitch. "Whoah."
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He'd say he looks pretty human, except that crackle is clearly not a human thing. Even if his own eyes do something kind of similar when he summons up magic.
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I'm so sorry this took so long :(
No worries, you've had a week
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"You got me in trouble," he huffs, opening the door and gesturing for him to come inside, if he wants.
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He huffs, going to make tea with the kettle Jon brought for him. "And if he touches me again, scar him without killing him. That's what I plan on doing."
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