diluc [spacecoast]

[verminous]

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intro saturday

[verminous]

[once he's retrieved his clothes and quickly found a bathroom to change in, he realizes... there are rooms... oops. not single-occupancy like he's used to on the bus, but he can make this work, right? we're all coworkers here.

except

there is

one bed.

gregor is regarding the single bed when diluc enters.]

[pyromance]

[ MY TEEJ!!!! stops laughing over charts to tag

it seems his roommate's already here. diluc has not yet made acquaintances yet, so now seems a good a time as any to—

oh.

there was only one bed. ]

...This may be somewhat inconvenient.

[ HE MEANS NO OFFENSE. BUT LIKE. YEAH! ]

W0 FRI (POST-BODY)

[pyromance]

[ are they gonna hang out exclusively in their room this game, it remains to be seen but yeah diluc is back in their shared quarters. he needs the privacy—there really aren't many places on this ship where he can think alone.

maybe gregor's got the same idea. diluc nods to him in acknowledgement, but doesn't say anything else.

NO DIALOGUE ONLY BAD VIBES HERE SORRY TEEJ!! ]

[verminous]

[IT'S FINE... THE VIBES ARE EVERYWHERE...

his own emotions are largely a tense sort of frustration. not angry or sad, necessarily, though the latter might thread in a bit.]

...so where'd you get stuck.

w1 monday

[verminous]

Hey, bud.

[catching up to diluc somewhere in this city, after spotting him while wandering around...]

So this's where you went, huh?

[pyromance]

[ he's at the (fight club) bitter bite! currently seated at the bar with. a juice. wow so cool... ]

Were you looking for me?

[ he gestures for gregor to join him, tapping the counterspace beside him where there is conveniently one (1) open seat. there are probably some rowdy, drunk tourists around them, but all seems fine... for now! ]

W1 SATURDAY

[pyromance]

[ hi, diluc can be found in the simulation room! there's a training program pulled up and he is just.

mowing through it. gregor can see bright bursts of flames around him as he weaves around various dummies around the room, cutting them down to size.

wow, compensating much? ]

[verminous]

-Diluc.

[just making his presence known, mostly, because he has better awareness and discipline than to wander in and surprise him from too close during this...

he'll wait for him to pause before he walks in.]

Getting a little practice in?

w2 monday

[verminous]

[good morning!! wakey wakey. sorry, diluc, but this is not actually going to be a good morning after all.

because with the new effect, after gregor wakes up and finds he's been somewhat changed in his sleep, he immediately freaks out and makes it worse. if he's not already awake to hear gregor's sharp inhale, he might hear the thump of him backing up against the wall, breaths coming heavy.

he's... definitely buggier. insect-like wings poke out from under the sleep shirt he's wearing, antennae from his head, his bug arm a little bigger than usual; there are little mandibles on one cheek, as well.

he doesn't say anything. he is a little busy shutting down.]

[pyromance]

[ GIRL HELP!

diluc is a light sleeper himself, and when he hears a Sudden Disturbance in their room he starts awake, instinctively reaching for his multi-tool. ]

—Gregor?

[ I AM SO SORRY TO MY BEST ROOMIE but after eunhyuk's execution he's super on edge! ESPECIALLY AGAINST MONSTER TRANSFORMATIONS! so he puts distance between them, very much on the defensive in case gregor makes any sudden moves. (he doesn't want to hurt him though, if he doesn't have to.) ]

W2 FRIDAY

[pyromance]

[ depression hours...! diluc's drifted back to the bar at some point to keep his hands busy, a terse silence surrounding him. his hair is in all the right places at least, though it still looks fiery.

he looks at his roommate, and is probably able to make a pretty quick assessment of his mood. he places a glass of beer in front of him. ]

...All yours.

[ he'll keep the drinks coming. ]

[verminous]

[he takes it with a nod and starts drinking, just like... barely acknowledging diluc, honestly? which he's never done.]

W2 SUNDAY

[pyromance]

[ drinks again... two days later... this WEEKEND.

diluc looks at gregor quietly, trying to gauge what state he's in. (emotionally and transformation-wise...) and also passes him a glass of beer, of course. ]

[verminous]

Hey, Diluc.

[he takes the beer with a little nod. his hood is down, today, and he is accordingly much less buggy-- it's just the antennae, but instead of bug features, he has thorn vines winding around his head and arms. the roses blooming from them are grey.]

W3 TUESDAY

[pyromance]

[ not sure if this is before or after BABYFICATION of gregor but they can be in their room when they get VOIDed:

you turn 18, and your father dies, on the night of your birthday.

your father dies because he dared to defy the gods, and wielded a heretic power at a severe cost. you do not know how he obtained it, and you did not know he had it to begin with. he dies in unbearable agony, and you take his life with your own two hands to free him from it. you can feel as he stills in your arms, as he draws his final breath.

blood continues to bloom across his waistcoat. rain falls.

...

...

you leave your home for the next three years, hunting the reason behind your father's death.

you see flashes of masked faces, mangled screams, and ashes. endless battles in the wilderness, stronghold after enemy stronghold laid to waste. you are angry and you tear down whatever stands in the way between yourself and a truth you may never reach. you lose the last of your teenage years to this violence, and emerge into young adulthood drenched in blood.

your actions finally catch up to you. you lie bleeding out, finally bested in combat after years of unchecked furor.

and then, a figure approaches.

...the scene fades, as do your aching wounds. your anger festers, but eventually, that too is extinguished, replaced by a sense of burning purpose. ]

[verminous]

...Diluc.

[it's quiet, after seeing all that. the violence he threw himself into, the pursuit, the anger driving all of it--

and the purpose, as well, almost unfamiliar to him in its burning warmth.]

Guess you've dealt with a lot, haven't you.

W3 FRIDAY

[pyromance]

[ he's going to check on gregor's condition—this is before the body announcement happens. also he has a small, coin-sized bruised on his head, noticeable just above his right eye. ]

...Before you ask, I woke up with this.

[ which is suspicious as hell, but there's nothing he can do about it. putting that aside for a moment, ]

...I meant to tell you earlier [ and then so much happened ], but Dion and I stumbled across another data pad in the spa on Tuesday. I shared with our group in the library last night, but thought you should see as well. I know Yuri's also been gathering information.

[ data pad contents here! ]

[verminous]

C'mon, I know you're not dumb enough to get bruised on the face killing somebody and then go around with it just out there.

[it's fine, we're good. he doesn't consider that one suspicious.

leaning in to look at the datapad info, though...]

Oh. Huh... I figured the info we were getting from these wasn't really telling us much, but this one seems like maybe it's getting somewhere?

W3 SATURDAY

[pyromance]

[ back in their room again... diluc's at his desk, staring off into nothing. waddap! ]

[verminous]

[hi. he takes a seat on the bed-- well, more like his legs finally give out by the time he gets to the bed. fuck.]

...sorry, Diluc.

w4 monday

[verminous]

[just sets this before TUESDAY CURSE BONANZA

anyway! good morning! we're at the dog park! where gregor is on the ground surrounded by fluffy dogs and looks like he is in heaven. one is licking his face.]

H-hey! Watch it, watch it, little buddy....

[pyromance]

[ help me i'm so behind on pcs, stares at all of yesterday

anyway, diluc is nearby, watching all this with a fond smile on his face. affection week allows him to break free of lineface trope for 7 whole calendar days!! ]

...You seem to be enjoying yourself.

[ he kneels down beside him to administer some pets, and shoulder bumps his roomie while he's at it. ]

A big fan of animals as a whole...?

[ since he's always making googoo eyes at vennessa... 🥺 ]

w4 tuesday (dropoff)

[verminous]

[left in their room is a little package containing the following:

-a sleep mask
-a pendant
-assorted bird toys and treats because of COURSE!!

and a note:]

The mask is from Rodya, so don't look at me, all right? Might've gotten dragged out shopping, and the pendant reminded me of you, so...

Thanks. For being here. You might not have decided to get stuck with us, but you've stayed that way anyway.

-Gregor (& Rodya)

[pyromance]

POMODORO

I should be the one giving my gratitude.
Thank you both for the gifts, and for your companionship.
You're spoiling Vennessa again, but I don't think she minds.

w6, monday

[verminous]

[did you think i wouldn't immediately drag us here.

gregor and diluc go exploring and end up in the gothic galley

which means they are now in victorian maid outfits.]

What-

[pyromance]

[ diluc closes his eyes, and murmurs something to himself along the lines of, ]

How did this manage to happen...

[ he sighs, and just proceeds further into the kitchen wearing the maid outfit. at least it is very modest. ]

Are you in the mood for anything in particular?

[ diluc is going to try his hand at cooking because he's been living off of cafe food for too long!!! (it's only been a week— A WEEK TOO LONG.) ]

W6 THURSDAY

[pyromance]

[ hi sorry about all that. and about all this.

diluc looks like a ghost right now, but at least he's injury-free?

when he sees gregor, he frowns. ]

...You're the guard.

[verminous]

I'm the what?

...Diluc, you're a little transparent, pal.

w7 monday

[verminous]

Feels good to be back, eh? A little more like things are normal.

[their room!! and now it's not just him in here...]

It, ah. Felt pretty strange without you here.

[pyromance]

[ just immediately puts a paw on his shoulder for affection week!!!! his precious roomie!!!! ]

It's been a tumultuous two weeks for you, hasn't it.

[ ... ]

Glad to see our room's still inhabitable.

[ and not CONSUMED BY FLESH LIKE ROOM 20 ]

w7 wednesday

[verminous]

[he texts this so he doesn't have to ask in person]

UNGEZIEFER

Hey, Diluc, do you think I could have the room tonight?

[pyromance]

POMODORO

No problem. Should I ask what for?

[ hehe ]

W7 SATURDAY

[pyromance]

[ just pours him a drink. they are in the bar. ]

Cheers.

[ JOB FUKKEN WELL DONE!!! ]

[verminous]

We made it through, eh?

[raises his glass to him. cheers!!]

Feels strange to think that's about the end of it.