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[theycalledmeacurse]

CW: CHARACTER DEATH


[ The woman in the video is in her 30s, her distinctive hair loose around her shoulders, the white stripes making her pale skin quite noticeable. She shifts nervously as the message begins to broadcast, her expression uneasy while her eyes don't quite focus on the camera. Sure, she's looking in that general direction, she's just... not actually seeing anything. After a few moments, she finally speaks, southern drawl thick with nerves that make the words waver slightly. ]

Has anyone... Has anyone died recently? Here, on the station?

[ A pause. ]

Has anyone else died and woken up again?

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[unshielding]

[ Steve closes his eyes with a sigh. He hadn't been wearing his either, but he'd been lucky. ]

I'm sorry. If there's anything I can do to help you out, please let me know.

[theycalledmeacurse]

[ Rogue is a resourceful woman. If it hadn't been for whatever had left her paralyzed, she would have found a way to save herself. But that's neither here nor there now. ]

Thank you, sugar. I think the only thing anyone can do now is keep a blind lady company, but don't worry, I've got a bunch of people already signed up for that job.

[ A 'bunch' may be an exaggeration, but she doesn't want to force anyone into spending time with her. Guilt can do that to people. ]

[unshielding]

Well, if you find yourself in need of company, let me know.

[ He hopes it's clear that this isn't an offer given out of obligation. He really wouldn't mind spending time with her if it helped her. Truthfully, he finds himself feeling a little useless on this ship and he'd like to find more ways to help people, big or small. ]

[theycalledmeacurse]

I appreciate the offer. Really.

[ She doesn't think it's being given out of obligation, though she likely won't take him up on it anytime soon. Being a burden on others here is the very last thing she wants. ]