Marsh your FACE is a trigger warning

[myironeyes]

[Public, text]

First. Everyone should stock non-perishable food and water. More than you need. And carry some on you, if you can. Those who remained themselves kept possesions on their person when they switched over last time. I will prepare small packs for anyone who would like one. Volunteers who wish to do the same may meet me in the kitchen after the end of dinner shift.

Second. Medicines, if you need them. Can the infirmary provide small amounts of disinfectants for everyone? I will make up suture kits, and if anyone does not know how to sew, I can teach you. It isn't difficult.

Third. Everyone should arrange signals with those they trust, so those who have not been remade can recognize each other without being revealed. We should also share anything that might help those from this reality gain our confidence and cooperation if we are changed - many there would have overthrown it if they could.

Fourth. For those of you who don't know, this -

[A two-second burst of video; his face, the spikes, a momentary gesture]

- was to make me the monstrous servant of an evil god. I am very, very difficult to kill and very easy to psychically control. Some of you will remember that I was used there to brutal effect. Anyone with pyschic abilities or superhuman speed who is willing to kill me if necessary - it almost certainly will be - should let me know now, so I can tell you how to do it properly.

Lastly. Ryan Hardy is no longer on the barge. He had a German Shepherd named Mike. Someone should adopt him.



[Private to Vin]

Do you want atium?



[Filtered to Iris, Jean, Ned, Cassel, and Nathan]

I can't decide if I should stay.

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[private]

[routemistress]

You should stay.

[private]

[myironeyes]

I'll be used again. I'll only cause harm. Maybe this is why Ryan is gone.

[So he won't be tethered here by that responsibility.]

[private]

[routemistress]

...you'll hate this, but I bet Jean and I could put in some safeguards for that.

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[indispensible]

I want Mike.

. . . And atium.

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[patheticvillain]

What makes you want to stay?

[imfollowinghim]

[Bucky is entirely Not Sure what to make of your dramatic reveal, Marsh - he has bad experience with people who suddenly don't have normal faces, okay okay - but sitting around not doing anything in the face of some ridiculous challenge has never really been his thing, so.]

I can help with the food.

[diealone]

I wouldn't have a problem with it. You'll have to wait for Banner or someone to weigh in, though.

[He has already grown tired of being an assistant. x(]

I can help teach some basic first aid if people want, too.

[Private]

[deadly_ned]

Neither can I.

I don't want to abandon the people who can't leave.

But I think I should take Digby home while I still can.

[sssiiiiirrrrr]

I don't suppose there might be an option other than killing you, should it come to that? I mean, there are so many people of so many different kinds on the Barge, surely there is someone who knows something about... interfering with psychic... signals?

[vague hand wave to accompany this question. Because god damn he does not know the correct terminology for any of this nonsense.]

[private]

[myironeyes]

I wouldn't take that bet.

[Darkly, sourly, self-aware of his pessimism and yet steeped in it. Hemalurgy does thorough work.]

But I'd let you try.

[myironeyes]

If there are other supplies you think should be included, please say. My world didn't have many - options. Medically.

[diealone]

Gauze, aspirin, liquid bandaids, water, medical tape, Q-tips...

I could probably come up with more. [Make that definitely, this is a man who has been forced into hard core survival mode more times than anyone ever has any right to.]

[myironeyes]

That's part of the difficulty. There are so many, and when they have no scruples, I am vulnerable to all of them.

Some of friends are going to...try something.

[Marsh doesn't really have a vocabulary for it either. Inquisitors served their the Lord Ruler; it never occurred to most of them that their vicious devotion was anything more.]

But if it does come to that, I should like anyone who faces me to be prepared.

[Private]

[myironeyes]

[He nods, yes, exactly this.]

I hate the thought of leaving people with this coming.

But I don't want to make things worse.

[Private]

[deadly_ned]

What are you like? Over there.


I'm. Harmless.

[Private]

[myironeyes]

I'm a weapon.

Any of the psychics can pick me up and use me to cut down anyone they like.

[Private]

[deadly_ned]

I can kill the wardens I've brought back with a touch. But it's not the same thing.

And I might not even exist over there anymore.

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[myironeyes]

I'll bring them.

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[myironeyes]

How can I leave people I know are in trouble?

[He already knows he should. But how does he make himself do the thing.]

[myironeyes]

[A head tilt, as he considers the voice - the new arrival.]

Bucky.

That would be appreciated.

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[indispensible]

Should we meet in the gardens?

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[fireincarnate]

[She can't bring herself to answer, not at first. She knows what she needs to say, needs to promise, but the words stick in her throat like knives.]

I won't let you hurt anyone.

[filter]

[routemistress]

Jean's stronger'n me. But I remember Bianca. I know exactly where all the buttons are, Marsh.

I don't want to. But what Jean said. We might be able to put in some suggestions to short-circuit subsequent influences for if you're not affected.

'Ave you got any takers for little Mike?

[this_corrosion]

Alright, this is going too far. Nobody's going to kill anybody, we don't even know what the fuck's going on.

[darknessb4me]

Signals are a good idea.