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Thomas ([personal profile] wegotarunner) wrote2015-02-09 11:47 am

Day One, Greenie.

[Open Spam]

[Thomas arrives on the deck of the ship with a look of weariness not only on his features, but one that's settled into his shoulders. Chuck's carving is still clutched tightly in his hand. There's still blood on his clothes. On his hands. His face is streaked with dirt and sweat and blood from a cut above his eye and another on his cheek.

So this is the Barge.

He looks up at the sky with wide eyes, momentarily distracted by the sight and forgetting the events of the last few hours. But only momentarily. He blinks himself out of his dazed stupor and rubs a hand over his face. It takes him a moment to get his bearings. The first thing he needs to do is find his room, and take a long, hot shower. Change his clothes. Get something to eat. It's been hours since he last ate anything and his stomach isn't happy about it.

And then he's going to explore the Barge, find out where everything is. Figure out what to do from there. He's sure there's a lot to learn about this place, about the people he's now sharing space with. He's not completely thrilled about having to meet a whole slew of new people. People who won't know him, who will probably treat him like an outsider. Like he's not to be trusted.

Truthfully, he's still not sure should be. He remembers Newt's words. That who he used to be doesn't matter, it's who he is now that counts. And he can't save them if he focuses on things he can't do anything about. He has to stay focused.

For Newt. For Minho. For Teresa. For Alby. Ben. Even for Gally.

But most of all, for Chuck.]


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[Thomas appears on screen looking better than he had only an hour ago for those who ran into him on the way from the deck to his room. He's cleaned up, all the blood and sweat and dirt gone from his skin. The cut above his eye and the one on his cheek are still there but they look a little less angry now. He also looks a little hesitant, like he's not sure about this.]

Someone said I should introduce myself.

I'm Thomas.
tucky: (I just have to wet myself first)

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[personal profile] tucky 2015-02-09 05:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Inmate or warden?

[Always the most important first question for her.]
takeyouapart: (neutral | profile)

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[personal profile] takeyouapart 2015-02-09 06:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[Merlin usually comes up to the deck for some air after his Infirmary shift, or a long time spent reading in the library. It helps him re-centre himself, to clear his mind, to find a sense of perspective. What he finds today is a young man (maybe ten years his junior?) in bloodied clothes, obviously wounded and bone-tired, and Merlin recalls sharply how he looked himself when he arrived on the Barge not two months before.

He also remembers how utterly incapable he was of accepting the kindness of strangers, but that's no reason not to offer.

His approach is slow, cautious. He doesn't want to present a threat.]


...Hello. Have you arrived here today?

[He looks very like someone else he's seen around ship, he realises, but his colouring is a little different. ]
lydiascreams: (Scared wide eyed gasp upset)

[personal profile] lydiascreams 2015-02-09 07:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[Lydia is making her way out of the enclosure after a walk with Prada. It's the dog who notices him, first. All of the sudden, he tugs on his leash and starts running toward the guy, barking.]

Prada, stop it, what are you-- [And then she sees Stiles there. He looks terrible and there's blood. So she runs toward him, too. Her eyes are wide as she approaches, hand going straight to her shoulder. She looks terrified.]

What happened?
tucky: (I respond well to disembodied voices)

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[personal profile] tucky 2015-02-09 07:38 pm (UTC)(link)
You don't sound too happy about it.
takeyouapart: (neutral | profile)

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[personal profile] takeyouapart 2015-02-09 08:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[Merlin nods.]

You're hurt. Would you come to the Infirmary with me? I'm a physician here - I can treat your wounds, help you get cleaned up, if you'd like.

[He knows he didn't, that he refused more than one such offer. But he doesn't think so little of other people as to think they'd bask in their own misery and defeat the way he did. Does.]
lydiascreams: (Lost scared unsure staring banshee dead)

[personal profile] lydiascreams 2015-02-09 09:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[When he turns around, she pauses. After staring at him for a full moment, she takes a step back. He doesn't feel like Stiles. And the hair-- she just spoke with this-- with him.]

Are you Thomas?
tucky: (what's he going to do)

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[personal profile] tucky 2015-02-09 10:10 pm (UTC)(link)
They don't tell you all you need to know before you come?
patheticvillain: (ʭ we need to find the way to live)

[personal profile] patheticvillain 2015-02-09 11:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Do you always just do what someone says?
tucky: (eggs are complicated)

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[personal profile] tucky 2015-02-10 12:05 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh. Wow.]

You did make a deal, right? You weren't just kidnapped?
patheticvillain: (ʭ i think you're blind to the fact)

[personal profile] patheticvillain 2015-02-10 12:07 am (UTC)(link)
Sometimes I don't even when I should.
tucky: (what's he going to do)

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[personal profile] tucky 2015-02-10 12:12 am (UTC)(link)
Tiffany. I been here for a few months.
patheticvillain: (ʭ but now i'm trapped inside)

[personal profile] patheticvillain 2015-02-10 12:35 am (UTC)(link)
[He's tempted to say How do you know I do? but doesn't, reining himself in and shrugging tightly.]

It gets to be instinct, after a while of not being told to make the wrong choices.
lydiascreams: (Pause stare unsure scared hearing banshe)

[personal profile] lydiascreams 2015-02-10 12:41 am (UTC)(link)
Kind of. [But she scared him away last time, so she'll be more careful this time. She has to find out who he really is.]

Were you just in the-- Glades?

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