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[skaikru]

( again — big same energy!! the anger of others fuels clarke more than she'd like to admit, and in this particular instance just a hint of displeasure about their circumstances is enough to latch onto an ally and stoke the flames in their chest to match the heat her own gives off. )

Me neither.

I'm confident we'll figure out what's happening here. I don't know when, but we will — or else die trying. Since that's apparently nothing new.

[neverleave]

Right. I'm not afraid of them, or dying.

[The captain's gonna regret bringing those angry kids with nothing to lose onboard.]

[skaikru]

( insert unsubtle reference to my chemical romance, and the main fear plaguing the youth these days being some flavor of failure.

that terrifies her. anything else is just... tormenting child's play. )

Right.

Can I ask how you died?

[neverleave]

Explosion.

[Murder-suicide by dynamite, in fact. Creatures like him are hard to kill.]

[skaikru]

( damn. she wants to say sorry, that probably sucked and was super painful. but call her observant, natsuno doesn't really strike her as the sort to digest honest, well-meant sympathy that smoothly.

so instead, playing by her own rules: clarke offers her supposed cause of death right back. )

Nuclear deathwave that irradiated all of Earth.

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[neverleave]

[Oh.]

Sorry. I can't imagine.

[His horror story is of a village, chosen specifically for being secluded and remote. It's hard to wrap his brain around a disaster of global scale.]

[skaikru]

Me too.

( at least in line with the apology, she's seen the after effects of people being blown up enough to be able to imagine how absolutely horrid an experience that was. )

It doesn't matter anymore though, does it? We should focus.

I'll keep working on the poem. What are you looking for next? Summer?

[neverleave]

Summer. And the weird symbols. I'll let you know if I find anything.

[skaikru]

Sounds good.

And I appreciate it.

( how horribly daunting would this undertaking be without at least one other body to divvy up the work between; a human shaped sound board to bounce ideas off, and make sure they're at least coming to mildly comprehensible conclusions. )

Talk to you soon, Natsuno. Stay safe.