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[h2no]

NOTHING HAPPENED HE'S FINE
its a toaster that makes jesbus on the bread

but idk if this is appropriate. i dont want to upset him.
do u know who hes good friends with?
pref someone from his world
that knows his weird religion
(dont tell him i said its weird)

[shadowglitter]

Jesbus? That's his religion man? I don't know.
I don't see a problem with that but my experience with religion back home begins and ends with people who raise the dead for murdery purposes, so like.

But um, well. Me. I'm his best friend.
He also worships Dio Brando as his God? Dio's the tall blond dude. I don't know if I told you this, but he's the guy who wanted me to decapitate myself on an altar so he could drink the blood from my severed neck.
Pucci's like, his worshiper? And Dio's like, yooo, that's how things should be, I'm cool everyone should worship me, rah rah rah rah give me a virgin to murder.
So.

I don't really understand their relationship.

[h2no]

okay
i know dio
also: please don't do that

[a little while later when he's done all the stuff.]

how is space?

[shadowglitter]

I won't. I actually forgot the most important part? He wanted the blood from my neck to drain into a ceremonial urn and that's what he wanted to drink from.
Peter said to just get a vat of blood from the butcher's but he wanted human specifically so...
Yeah.
Sorry for the confusion.

[ and then, later. ]

Shitty? It's shitty.
Poe's making my heart hurt really really bad and a UFO attacked and nearly killed all of us. And also earth. I don't know how classified that information is, though.
Me and Peter have been beating each other up for fun over the past two weeks and with the nanites malfunctioning all the bruises are coming back and I can't even lay down because I just keep floating away.
I wanna come home.

[h2no]

[archie presses his hand to his forehead. of course they almost died. the stress of this healing shit actually Getting Real in addition to everything has him so genuinely exhausted he can't even react to that with the appropriate amount of horror he feels, somewhere inside his awfully sleep-deprived brain meats. he tries not to let this show in his message but fails SO BAD.]

sorry
i'm glad you guys are okay. good job on not dying.
i hope you're okay. physically.
i can heal you when you're back if you want. or send you to angela.

[shadowglitter]

[ One day he'll learn not to drop horrifying information callously into the middle of a conversation like it's no big deal. Today's not that day. ]

Thanks. I'm okay. Pretty good, all things considered. Definitely better than a lot of people.
The government was losing their shit at us, so that was weird. I don't know.

How are you doing? It is much rougher down there than it is up here.
Eliminating potential threats of foreign or alien invasion and potentially lacking the ability to come home aside.

[h2no]

are some of the others injured? they better give you guys medical attention

everything's on fire
the usual
powers are going crazy as well as nanites

[shadowglitter]

I'm sure they won't actually let us die. It probably wouldn't bode well for the natives, strictly in terms of morale, if they saw a bunch of imports eat it on national TV.

I meant more - you. Specifically. How are you doing?

[h2no]

i have not slept in almost 50 hours

[HE'S FINE]

[shadowglitter]

[ ... ]

[shadowglitter]

I wanna hurt you. Physically. For the bad choices you make. The bad choices you've made.

Is there anything I can do to help? Somehow?

[h2no]

thank odin i love you too

it's fine
i've just either been running out to help someone not die or too high strung to fall asleep

[shadowglitter]

This is the worst? Stop doing that. Take care of yourself.

I'm sure there are other healers around to take the load off. Like Magnus. Go talk to Magnus. Let Magnus heal you. Magnus would heal the FUCK outta you.

[h2no]

EVERYONE is working overtime. that's the point. it's a crisis.

but it's quiet now. i'm gonna try and nap a bit and matt will probably actually kill me if i try and get up
i didn't intend to do this. i just can't really say "no, i'm not in the mood" if someone calls me personally for help

actually the way he's looking at me now suggests he's going to crush either me or the comm
so
later
be careful

[shadowglitter]

I don't

[ he runs his hands over his face. he doesn't have the energy to go on and on and on about how archie needs to take care of himself. he's just going to get blown off. he's already getting blown off. ]

Okay.
Bye.