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theshimmer2020-08-01 11:41 pm
shimmermods) wrote in theshimmer2020-08-01 11:41 pm
WEEK THREE
THIRD WEEK
While very few things have been made entirely clear since you've been here, one thing certainly seems to have been: there are no more survivors. There's no one else to watch out for, but there's no one that you're going to be able to save, either.
You are truly and utterly on your own.
With two of your number injured, it's likely that this isn't a welcome thought; it also means that the going may be slower than anyone would really like. Unfortunate, as this is where the hike starts becoming more difficult; it isn't particularly treacherous - there are no steep dropoffs or cliffs to be wary of, and it is still hiking more than climbing - but the paths are becoming steeper, requiring more exertion to traverse. It will give you time, however, to pay attention to your surroundings, and the way they start to shift around you - almost as though in response to your presence itself.
It's simple things at first - a familiar flower, a plant you used to see all the time back home. Perhaps it will even feel nostalgic for a moment before you realize that it has no business being here. Some of the changes are small - glasswing butterflies with wings the shades and colors of real stained glass, beetles with their hard backs glittering in jewel tones that serve no real purpose. Occasionally the bark of the nearby trees have cracked open, wood splitting to reveal inner mechanisms and gears like clockwork.
Some of the changes are reflected in you as well - or perhaps Wesker's words simply have you thinking too much. The notion that the Shimmer resides in you seems impossible; after all, you don't feel any different.
It begs the question, though.
Have your fingerprints always moved like that?
SUNDAY | MONDAY |
TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY | FRIDAY
You are truly and utterly on your own.
With two of your number injured, it's likely that this isn't a welcome thought; it also means that the going may be slower than anyone would really like. Unfortunate, as this is where the hike starts becoming more difficult; it isn't particularly treacherous - there are no steep dropoffs or cliffs to be wary of, and it is still hiking more than climbing - but the paths are becoming steeper, requiring more exertion to traverse. It will give you time, however, to pay attention to your surroundings, and the way they start to shift around you - almost as though in response to your presence itself.
It's simple things at first - a familiar flower, a plant you used to see all the time back home. Perhaps it will even feel nostalgic for a moment before you realize that it has no business being here. Some of the changes are small - glasswing butterflies with wings the shades and colors of real stained glass, beetles with their hard backs glittering in jewel tones that serve no real purpose. Occasionally the bark of the nearby trees have cracked open, wood splitting to reveal inner mechanisms and gears like clockwork.
Some of the changes are reflected in you as well - or perhaps Wesker's words simply have you thinking too much. The notion that the Shimmer resides in you seems impossible; after all, you don't feel any different.
It begs the question, though.
Have your fingerprints always moved like that?
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[...]
But do let us know if we need to slow down or take breaks. It wouldn't do to push yourself too hard after that!
[Admittedly the guns he's used to don't fire bullets, so he's not exactly sure how to handle an injury quite like that, but ehhh. Better to play it safe.]
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There's just them now, the 15 of them in the endless wilderness.
Maybe he shouldn't push them away. ]
... alright. If my wound heals at the speed it is going at right, now, I should be fine. But... thank you. I can't allow myself to be a liability, but pushing myself too hard might just end up like that, too.
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That's exactly it; better to take it slow now then to have to stop entirely later if things take a turn for the worst.
But of course the medics will be far more useful for helping with your injury than I could be! Be sure to listen to them!
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[ Those medics saved his life even when he told them they could leave him behind, he's deeply grateful and also full of respect for actual medical expertise. ]
I may hold myself to high standards, but I'm not altogether reckless.
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[...you know, it's kind of funny he's the one saying this, but that's fine probably.]
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[ There is probably a healthy middle ground between letting yourself be spoiled and working yourself to death... ]
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You are from a very well-off family, ja? I can see where it might be frustrating to be treated like that, as though you need to be pampered.
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[ Youngest by more than 5 years, too. Garma is distantly aware that he's living a very privileged life, but from where he's standing, being the Zabi baby is most often the worst. ]
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Whatever I do, people tend to just assume I received my position due to nepotism. It's gotten a little better with the public lately, but my siblings... My older sister still looks at me like a child. Some day, I want to prove my worth to her.
[ And that's why he came here, to achieve something that could not possibly relate to the aid of his family. Something entirely his own, that could turn the tides of the war. ]
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