Die unendliche schreie

[inneedofasmoke]

[In a darkened corridor of the Chalice in the dead of night... the sound of shuffling fills the air... a flick... light. So weak in this engulfing blackness. It was joined by more like itself. Yet there was still not enough light.]

...

[A clatter. A pocket knife bouncing across the plating of the floor. The sound of a hand sliding across the walls.]

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[zeonfunnelcake]

[inneedofasmoke]

Hahahahaa... the Newtype Queen of Zeon can't hear it... she can't hear the screams... the endless screams. Always howling in my mind and in my blood... She should hear...she must hear... she should see how small she really is...

[Luger is muttering wildly, staring at his bloodied palm like he was divining a truth from his injury... there is a SERIOUS amount of bad juju going on here.]

[zeonfunnelcake]

[inneedofasmoke]

[Which might not have been the best idea... some of Luger's disease ridden blood trickles onto your fingers... the German refuses to move as well.]

Are you scared?....

[Luger shivers and lets out a weak and maddened chuckle.]

So am I.

[zeonfunnelcake]

[ comm ]

[redfckngcomet]

"Haman?"

The voice crackles over the radio. There's some slight chatter on the background, which sounds like 'here, take Mineva, I've gotta go.'

"I'll call Sayla. Stay there. I'll be right there."

Re: [ comm ]

[zeonfunnelcake]

[inneedofasmoke]

[Luger mutters softly, his head facing the floor now... he doesn't even flinch as she wipes away the blood from the cut he made on his hand.]

Why?

[It was a simple question. But complicated as well... why WOULD Haman want to help him?]

[zeonfunnelcake]

[inneedofasmoke]

Maybe... but you'll live longer.

[A rasping chuckle - Luger twitches violently before turning to look at the blood on the walls... just... staring at it.]

[zeonfunnelcake]

[redfckngcomet]

Char was finally starting to come around. He could sense the pain Lugar was in long before he arrived in the hallway, which was why he also put in a call with the infirmary to send medics to where Haman was, as well. It took him just a little bit longer than usual because of it.

When he arrived... it looked like something out of a horror movie. "Haman...? Lugar?" he asked, his sunglasses nearly falling off his face.

He almost felt sick.

[inneedofasmoke]

[Luger merely gives the Red Comet a look. But if feels unnerving. Like he's looking through you.... or past you at something that's just behind you Char.]

Do you hear the voices too?

[His tone, normally jovial or sarcastic or just odd in one manner or another was deader than a morgue.]

[2good4thegundam]

[And oh hey it's a Sayla, wearing a face mask, rubber gloves, and carrying several dangerous-looking bottles.]

Haman, Char, stand back. Do not touch your eyes, nose, mouth, or anything else.

[She's just gonna squirt some junk right on Luger's cut up hands. 'Junk' that happens to sting, a lot.]

[zeonfunnelcake]

[inneedofasmoke]

[Luger twitched and hissed, grasping his painfully stinging hand as it lashed out at him like a thousand hot needles to the skin. Sudden aftershocks of pain suddenly lanced through his body and the world seemed to spin far too fast. Luger almost met the ground before he caught himself.]

[He doesn't seem to acknowledge Haman's apology... he looked far too unfocused, too out of it... but he was gripping that cowl like a safety line.]