Amos Burton (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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reverienet2018-06-16 08:17 pm
tumang) wrote in reverienet2018-06-16 08:17 pm
Entry tags:
- dceu: diana prince,
- doctor who: clara oswald,
- marvel comics: kamala khan,
- mcu: elektra natchios,
- mcu: frank castle,
- shadowhunters: clary fray,
- the expanse: alex kamal,
- the expanse: amos burton,
- the expanse: bobbie draper,
- the expanse: josephus miller,
- the expanse: naomi nagata,
- the expanse: prax meng,
- tinker tailor soldier spy: ricki tarr,
- wildstorm comics: apollo,
- xcu: sonya simonson
o2. spinning wheels (video; un: burton)
[ The camera filming is the one from the console in the wall of the garden, the one that Haru put together. It shows Amos, fingers brushing along the plants hooked together along the wall. He has a smile on his face, and his touch seems incredibly gentle, his lips parted as he looks at the greenery. ]
Have you ever seen something more amazing? These plants are keeping us alive. Literally. Scrubbing up the air we breathe, putting it back out as something we can use. They take so much work, so much patience, so much knowledge. To keep them alive, help them grow. So amazing.
[ He stops, his face closing up all of a sudden. His jaw ticks with a muscle under the beard, and his hands turn into fists. He pulls away from the wall. It seems like a sudden change in mood, something like a switch has been flipped, all of a sudden. His posture tenses, his eyes start stinging. ]
This place is killing us. It's - it's killed my friend, already. He's more than a friend, really. He's my brother.
[ If you've met Amos, had a chat with him, you might realize that this video is pretty... well, unlike him. He doesn't seem to really recognize that fact, though, looking straight at the camera with his eyes slightly teary. ]
Be careful. This station does shit to us. [ Pause. Amos wipes at his eyes. Sniffles. ] Oh and by the way, guys, it's a station, not a ship. Don't make me say it again.
[ He doesn't sound angry, even when he says this, tired of having to repeat himself. There's a suspicious complete lack of anger throughout the whole entry. ]
Seriously, we need to get off this barge. All of us. If you think there's nothing you can do, I promise you, there is. We gotta work together.
Have you ever seen something more amazing? These plants are keeping us alive. Literally. Scrubbing up the air we breathe, putting it back out as something we can use. They take so much work, so much patience, so much knowledge. To keep them alive, help them grow. So amazing.
[ He stops, his face closing up all of a sudden. His jaw ticks with a muscle under the beard, and his hands turn into fists. He pulls away from the wall. It seems like a sudden change in mood, something like a switch has been flipped, all of a sudden. His posture tenses, his eyes start stinging. ]
This place is killing us. It's - it's killed my friend, already. He's more than a friend, really. He's my brother.
[ If you've met Amos, had a chat with him, you might realize that this video is pretty... well, unlike him. He doesn't seem to really recognize that fact, though, looking straight at the camera with his eyes slightly teary. ]
Be careful. This station does shit to us. [ Pause. Amos wipes at his eyes. Sniffles. ] Oh and by the way, guys, it's a station, not a ship. Don't make me say it again.
[ He doesn't sound angry, even when he says this, tired of having to repeat himself. There's a suspicious complete lack of anger throughout the whole entry. ]
Seriously, we need to get off this barge. All of us. If you think there's nothing you can do, I promise you, there is. We gotta work together.
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[ Apollo has found the optimistic part of this conversation and he is RUNNING WITH IT. ]
You and all of your crew. And I'm going to get Midnighter home too.
[ He snaps his fingers, realising: ]
I haven't told you the good news about him yet, have I?
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[ You never tell him anything, Apollo. Just use him when you need help. How terrible. ]
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Remember our little chat about someone with a certain amount of stopping power...?
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Oh. Your husband's here? Are you telling me because you're angling for a threesome?
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NOT THAT KIND OF LOOKas he leans back and away from the feed, crossing his arms heavily. Yes, there's amusement beneath the Look but the hell is he going to make it THAT easy to make him laugh. ]By stopping power, I mean the break-your-legs kind. The still-has-eyes-and-can-read-the-network kind.
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No offer, no invite. Sorry, Amos. I just wanted to share the good news.
[ They've got to take all the positives they can out here, let's be real. Any moments of happiness. No matter how small. ]
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[ Hear the sarcasm? Yeah, it's dripping from every word, sorry Apollo. ]
Don't let each other die, I guess.
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We'll try not to, boss.