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cape_kore2013-07-21 07:04 pm
godsprophet) wrote in cape_kore2013-07-21 07:04 pm
003 | Chuck Shurley | Day 93
[ Good evening, Kore! Amidst all of the new arrivals that have been showing up is a familiar face. Or, well, it would be a familiar face if he hadn't been missing for about three weeks.
Chuck Shurley is standing on the edge of town, looking completely baffled and confused. Like he'd just found himself there without knowing how or why, and so he just... stopped walking. He's tired and he's sore and honestly, he doesn't feel all that great. All he wants to do is crawl into bed and sleep for a few days. He rubs his forehead and he blinks down at the communicator at his wrist for a few seconds. ]
So I, uh... I think I was just kidnapped? By... the scientists?
[ And if he sounds unsure, it's only because he is. It's like trying to remember a dream he had years ago - everything's all fuzzy. ]
Chuck Shurley is standing on the edge of town, looking completely baffled and confused. Like he'd just found himself there without knowing how or why, and so he just... stopped walking. He's tired and he's sore and honestly, he doesn't feel all that great. All he wants to do is crawl into bed and sleep for a few days. He rubs his forehead and he blinks down at the communicator at his wrist for a few seconds. ]
So I, uh... I think I was just kidnapped? By... the scientists?
[ And if he sounds unsure, it's only because he is. It's like trying to remember a dream he had years ago - everything's all fuzzy. ]
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[He's not green at all.]
Are you sure you're feeling alright?
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[ Wait, hold on, he's going to double check that he does not, in fact, have gills. Because the scientists could have given him gills or, more likely, Gabriel could have given him gills for the sake of a punchline.
But when he is certain he has not suddenly gained gills when he wasn't looking - how is that an actual fear, what is his life - he resumes his confused denials. ]
I don't have gills!
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[Although he does enjoy the brief panic. It's always worth talking to Chuck just for the sheer joy of those nerves.]
Though, y'know, they're pretty handy things. Couldn't hurt to have 'em - if you decide you want a set, I know a guy who knows a guy. I can put you in touch.
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[ He speaks quickly, like he's afraid if he waits a second longer, Gabriel will go ahead and give him gills without his consent. ]
No, I, uh, don't need gills. But, uh. Thanks?
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[He shrugs, makes a face that clearly says 'you don't know what you're missing'. As if he'd actually been considering it.]
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Not when, you know. There's a sea monster or... whatever it is.
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[ Did you just accuse of him being racist to a sea monster? ]
...How would I even talk to a sea monster?
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[ He goes through an effort not to stutter. He's pretty sure he fails. ]
--Sorry.
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I forgive you.
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Now he's overly self-conscious about the words he says, thanks for that. ]
...Thanks, I guess?
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[ He's not entirely sure that's a promise he can make. ]
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So, I... guess I'm going to head back to our house, then.
[ Because he's still kind of standing in the middle of town. ]
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[ You know what? He doesn't think he wants to know. ]
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And unprovoked, he thinks, is the keyword there. ]
Right, yeah, I'll... be there in a few minutes, I guess.
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[He hangs up.]