Tell me about it, this one likes writing stories and cackling to herself. Pretty sure there's a few eggs missing from her basket, would bet my favorite lipstick on it.
Definitely somethin' ours have in common, then. Wouldn't bet my favorite anything on 'em. I usually count my blessings that I'm still mostly in tact at this point.
Wh... [--"daddio". If he was drinking anything, he'd be sputtering right about now.
[Murphy kind of sputters anyway.] Uh, y-yeah, kinda-so...
[Getting broken is one of the few things Murphy considers himself to be a pro at by now.
[...Wups, sorry Eileen. You're dealing with a guy who hadn't been around women that much (or at all) for several years. Seven months of Space Life has done some good for him, but he's still pretty awkward turtle on the social scene (not that he was ever a social butterfly to begin with).]
[Excellent. Extroverts are like chicken soup for the socially inept soul.]
Mn, nice... to meet you. [He pauses. You seem like a nice lady, Eileen. Too nice for the space horrors he has to live with and that makes Murphy worry for you now, too. Guh.] Nothin' against you, Eileen, but... I do hope you can stay as far away from that ship as possible, if you can help it.
Unfortunately... my mun feels different.
no i was pretty delighted when i saw you responded, haha
Ugh, I had a feelin' that was gonna be the case. Can't blame me for givin' it a shot, right?
[Of course, he's a bit too familiar when people go around saying "horror" and "veteran" in the same sentence. Excuse him if he's a bit wary right now.]
As for that other statement, a part of her wants to push. Wants to see if there's a connection lurking around. It's. It's just a feeling but. There's no way to go about it politely, not really.]
[Well. She's not exactly in any hurry to talk about what happened to her either.]
I don't have a lot of room to talk myself. My friends have me programmed into their cell phones as their second mom. They're always telling me, just have a kid already so you'll quit mothering us.
[...No, he gets that. Is it sad that he gets that? In that I-moved-rooms-by-turning-portraits kind of Silent Hill normal way? Probably also because the same thing happened on the Tranquility a couple months ago, so that helps him Get It. Should he mention that to Eileen? It'd probably just wind up freaking her out even more. No one wants that.]
...
Ah.
S... Sorry. [Now he just feels bad for Eileen. He wouldn't wish that kind of thing on anyo--
[Well, maybe Sewell. Yeah, he'd wish all kinds of Hell on Sewell, if he didn't already get what was coming to him. Thanks, Anne.]
Mn, I was pretty pissed, too. When I first got there. [A lot of "NO NO NO!" had been involved.] ...Then again, I guess there's some kinda silver lining to it as well, so that helps...
But hey, you won't be alone, either...?
[Murphy's sad attempt at being like "Hey, it could be worse!" because it really, really could be worse.]
Mn, yeah, we've got coffee. Saved my ass on more than one occasion. [Got to love it when avoiding all of those wonderful post-Silent Hill night terrors.] That... sounds good, though. Sure.
Good idea giving up while you're ahead. Muns don't listen to common sense.
[a curious sort of look, and she's not really smiling because that's not her style, not right off the bat anyway. But that look doesn't hold any unpleasantness and that's a start]
All in all though, there are worse places you could be going. The Tranquility's not so bad, once you get used to it.
[No she doesn't. Be afraid Eileen, this will be you]
Not so much aliens. At least... not like you're thinking.
[true there are weirdos from other worlds, but not exactly green tentacle-covered beings that speak with gurgles, like she had always associated with "aliens". Hearing that almost resolute laugh makes Anne feel a stab of sympathy. She remembers being where Eileen was once, tentative in her acceptance of what was eventually the inevitable]
But space and darkness and stars? Sure. Public showers and nosy catgirls and a complete and total lack of privacy? You bet.
[Yeah she's still bitter about her loss of personal space. No pun intended]
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come on eileeeeeen
...I can... almost sympathize with the mother jokes, though...
[Only Murphy's been officially dubbed as "Space Dad".]
with you in that dress |D
[She chuckles.]
That so, daddio?
my thoughts i confess
Wh... [--"daddio". If he was drinking anything, he'd be sputtering right about now.
[Murphy kind of sputters anyway.] Uh, y-yeah, kinda-so...
verge on diiiiiiirty
[she looks away, at the corner of her eye. yeah. hard not to be grateful isn't it, when you've already been broken once before.
but she returns her gaze, an easy, if not amused smile at his stutter. fff. how does she keep finding these guys?]
You got a name, father kinda-so?
ah come oooonnn eileeeeennnnuuuhhh (also i am so glad that joke never seems to get old)
[...Wups, sorry Eileen. You're dealing with a guy who hadn't been around women that much (or at all) for several years. Seven months of Space Life has done some good for him, but he's still pretty awkward turtle on the social scene (not that he was ever a social butterfly to begin with).]
It's Murphy. And you are, uh...? [Name?]
never lmao
Eileen.
[She can't help but be reminded of someone and maybe that's why her smiles warms up, growing a bit wider. hm.]
good to know i'm not getting smacked through the internet for it, ha
Mn, nice... to meet you. [He pauses. You seem like a nice lady, Eileen. Too nice for the space horrors he has to live with and that makes Murphy worry for you now, too. Guh.] Nothin' against you, Eileen, but... I do hope you can stay as far away from that ship as possible, if you can help it.
Unfortunately... my mun feels different.
no i was pretty delighted when i saw you responded, haha
I hear you, but I don't think that's going to happen. My mun took one look at the cast list and, well. She's determined.
[She sighs. Man, why's her life gotta be hellishly complicated now? She moved and everything.]
But hey, I've been through one horror already. That makes me a veteran, right?
ngl, i was the same way when i saw you were interested in my game <3
[Of course, he's a bit too familiar when people go around saying "horror" and "veteran" in the same sentence. Excuse him if he's a bit wary right now.]
You don't say? Guess that makes two of us, hn.
<3!!!
[She's definitely teasing you.
As for that other statement, a part of her wants to push. Wants to see if there's a connection lurking around. It's. It's just a feeling but. There's no way to go about it politely, not really.]
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[Not always, when other times that instinct also served him a nice cold dish of revenge and a whole lot of anger.
[...Murphy appreciates Eileen's boundary-respecting skills already and he doesn't even know it.]
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I don't have a lot of room to talk myself. My friends have me programmed into their cell phones as their second mom. They're always telling me, just have a kid already so you'll quit mothering us.
[She snorts.]
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Tch. I don't see anything wrong with that.
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So who's in need of chicken soup and a pat on the back?
[She knows she won't get to remember, it never works that way but still.]
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[Speak for yourself, Murphy.]
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I guess I'm gonna have my hands full.
[A half shrug. She looks contemplative for a moment.]
I do know one guy who's there already. My mun let me in on that much.
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[No pressure, Eileen! None at all.
[And that does have Murphy's interest piqued a bit.]
You do?
...Who's the guy?
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So, wait. That means--
[Suddenly, "one horror" and "veteran" just CLICK together, and Murphy starts rubbing his face.]
...Wow.
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[Why you reacting that way dude. You're making her nervous.]
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You, erm... You wouldn't happen to be familiar with a place called Silent Hill, would you?
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You have to admit Eileen, this is kind of funny.]
You've gotta be kidding me!
[Or. Maybe not.]
You know about that hellhole too?
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Yeah, I was... I was just there.
[Pause.] Uh, before I ended up on a giant spaceship, I mean.
...Outta the frying pan, into the furnace.
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[She bites her lower lip, eyes darting around before she speaks again.]
Months ago, when it happened, I wasn't actually... there. It was more like, someone brought it to my apartment complex.
[Jesus that sounds. She doesn't even know how it sounds. Oh wait, no. Insane. There we go.]
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...
Ah.
S... Sorry. [Now he just feels bad for Eileen. He wouldn't wish that kind of thing on anyo--
[Well, maybe Sewell. Yeah, he'd wish all kinds of Hell on Sewell, if he didn't already get what was coming to him. Thanks, Anne.]
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It's over now... but thanks.
To be honest, I'll probably be scared and angry for a long time.
[But she smiles, a small smile.]
At least I know, I really can get through anything if I want to.
[Still smiling, but there's a tiredness to her eyes when she looks away.]
But it's easy to say that now, when everything's passed.
[If she had to do it again...]
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But hey, you won't be alone, either...?
[Murphy's sad attempt at being like "Hey, it could be worse!" because it really, really could be worse.]
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Looks that way.
I'm sure I'll be seeing plenty of you, 'Space Dad.'
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It's a sad feeling. Not bad. But sad.]
Let's have a coffee, when I get there. Or, whatever spaceships serve up.
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[...Almost.]
Mn, yeah, we've got coffee. Saved my ass on more than one occasion. [Got to love it when avoiding all of those wonderful post-Silent Hill night terrors.] That... sounds good, though. Sure.
/audible shreiking <3
[a curious sort of look, and she's not really smiling because that's not her style, not right off the bat anyway. But that look doesn't hold any unpleasantness and that's a start]
All in all though, there are worse places you could be going. The Tranquility's not so bad, once you get used to it.
[better than back home at this point, anyway]
WOOP WOOP
How long have you been there?
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[a slight frown, but then she just shakes her head]
Coming up on eight months now. It took a hell of a lot of getting used to at first, but it's not so bad when it all comes down to it.
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Okay, wow, so. Space. Stars. Darkness. Aliens. Not sure I'd trade buying furniture for my new apartment for that.
[But she laughs, a soft little thing. She knows she doesn't really have a choice. She's going.]
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Not so much aliens. At least... not like you're thinking.
[true there are weirdos from other worlds, but not exactly green tentacle-covered beings that speak with gurgles, like she had always associated with "aliens". Hearing that almost resolute laugh makes Anne feel a stab of sympathy. She remembers being where Eileen was once, tentative in her acceptance of what was eventually the inevitable]
But space and darkness and stars? Sure. Public showers and nosy catgirls and a complete and total lack of privacy? You bet.
[Yeah she's still bitter about her loss of personal space. No pun intended]