Week Two

[letsplayamod]

Okay, maybe it hasn't been so easy. You've been enjoying a relatively pleasant time here with your fellow gods and Athena, only for a disgruntled Titan to seemingly pull the rug out from under that.

Despite the immediate threat from a hidden foe, you've managed to stave off their first attack. However, even if the grass may seem greener this week, or the sky a bit clearer, Athena can barely hide her troubled feelings. If this experiment is to be a success, what has to happen to make it that way?

You're all alive, though. That's worth celebrating, isn't it?

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Quark's Bar

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[rockymountaindie]

[ At least it's pretty much a straight shot, once they're out and turning. Yes, they'll have to maneuver around the pavilion, but the ground is even.

Alex doesn't make small-talk, because of course he doesn't. But, at one point, he does murmur: ] I got you... I got you... I'll get you...well, I'll get you somewhere...

[latinumsbetter]

[Yeah, Quark can pick that up loud and clear. He's not sure how that's supposed to help, but he's not particularily surprised by that either. Fortunately, it's not too far from the Eatery to the Living Quarters, and Quark is pretty grateful that their way is pretty unimpeded. He doesn't want to think about how Alex would be if anything happened to this thing.

He does feel pretty relieved once he spots Alex's door (he's already figured out and memorized who lives where, of course. That didn't take too long.)]

[rockymountaindie]

[ genuinely quark i am so sorry

They reach the door and Alex lets out a wheezing, shuddering sigh of relief. As if he was waiting for something terrible to happen. ]

O-okay, let's put it down, and- and I'll get my key.

[ this is for real the most frazzled he's been since getting here. It is a wonder his hands haven't just given out. ]

[latinumsbetter]

[shhhhh it's good for him

Anyway, Quark is going to gently lower the base down to the floor]

Alright. Just tip it upright and get your key out.

[rockymountaindie]

[ He does so, reaching into his pocket with hands shaking (from general nerves this time, not his damaged ones).

His rolled up parchment tumbles out while he fishes the key. Because of course it does. And there's the sketch of a serious-looking girl staring up at Quark. ]

[latinumsbetter]

[....ah. Well, there she is, huh? He'll bend down to scoop it up, before rolling it back up, and holding on to it for him while he finishes fishing out his key. He's not going to say anything yet--Alex is too jittery already. Not until they get this thing inside.]

[rockymountaindie]

[ Alex murmurs indistinctly to himself all the while. It takes him a moment, a quiet curse or two as he jabs his key at the lock, but- ]

There. There, there, there, okay.

[ Door open. He turns back to Quark and the statue. ]

Okay, here, uhh- I think just- just in that corner, not- not the one with all the other stuff, the empty one—

[ What he's talking about is this. Alex has a collection of the various knickknacks and objects he's gotten that he hasn't deemed immediately dangerous like the banana peel all squirreled away in a corner of his cabin. It's away from his bed, and clothing and the like are messily but securely folded and placed on shelves.

Nothing near the bed. He's even moved the end table so that it is also in a corner.

It's an unsurprisingly sparse room. ]

[latinumsbetter]

[Yeah, this is not a shock to him]

Right. We'll just get that inside--[and here's where they can shimmy that thing inside into the corner Alex wants it in. Once it's there, Quark will fish that parchment out of his jacket, and hold it out] You dropped this.

[rockymountaindie]

—Huh? [ He pats his pocket and gasps. Quickly but carefully, he snatches the parchment up. ] Oh, shit, I didn't even- fuck. Thank you. Thank you.

[ ...Even he feels a little pathetic, clinging to the sketched threat like this. But, well... ]

[latinumsbetter]

Sure, whatever, just maybe take a seat and, I dunno, breathe slowly. [bud you look like you're two seconds away from combusting]

[rockymountaindie]

[ lol. lmao. lmfao even.

But you know, for once, Alex does as suggested without complaint. He sinks to his bed, breathing deeply and pressing the parchment to his heart.

After a few long inhales and a few long moments: ]

I hate this.

[latinumsbetter]

[Quark is quiet for a moment, before he breaths out a slightly exasperated sigh, moving to sit down next to him]

It's not exactly a casual stroll down the prominade.

[rockymountaindie]

I jus- it was fuckin' hell, but I knew the rules, before, I knew how to- to fight, to stay safe, to- to keep her safe.

Now... It's a whole different ball game.

[latinumsbetter]

[Quark leans back on his hands] And the supposed rules are written down, but there's a whole 'nother set of them somewhere we can't see.

[rockymountaindie]

[ Alex snorts harshly. ]

That shit ain't rules, it's that fuck mocking us. No, this place... This place's gotta have its own. Something we can...trap him in, something, something.

[ He's desperate. ]

[latinumsbetter]

[Quark's eyes narrow at that, clearly thinking about it] The rules of this world. Or something like it. There's gotta be a reason he can't actually get to us himself, not really. Athena's barrier's a part of it, which means he's not as powerful as he likes to preach.

[rockymountaindie]

[ Nodding furiously. ]

That's how it- if you figure out how it works, how the laws work, you can- you can cheat it. If you can start to see it, you can cheat it, I just- I can't... I haven't seen here. Not like back home.

[latinumsbetter]

How did you figure it out back home?

[rockymountaindie]

[ He lets out a dry huff that could be mistaken for a laugh. ]

Trial and error. A lot of people had to die before I could even start fightin' back. Before I was lookin' hard enough to find the signs.

[latinumsbetter]

[Quark blows out a breath at that]

So we gotta do the same here, is what you're sayin'.

[rockymountaindie]

I- I don't know. I don't want- anyone to die.

[ But at the same time... ]

...But the only way to figure out how the rules work is...with examples. Data. A pattern. And this motherfucker sure ain't givin' us anything else but- fucking threats.

[ His eyes drop back to the parchment in his lap. The girl looking back at him. ]

[latinumsbetter]

Yeah. That and those skeletons.

[Quark pauses at that, looking thoughtful for a moment.]

...Just threats and skeletons. Not much else to show, yet.

[rockymountaindie]

Yet.

[ A moment. ]

What, are you... What're you thinkin'?

[latinumsbetter]

I dunno if it's anything. He's kinda just been showing us a lot of hot air, that's all. [he folds his arms]

Maybe we should start takin' notes.

[rockymountaindie]

...Yeah. [ And this? This kind of...helps, it seems. Redirects that nervous energy, into— ]

Yeah. Yeah, just 'cause it's a different place, different stuff... That doesn't mean, there's not ways around it. We just gotta find 'em. We just gotta look in the right places, right ways, when- when the universe speaks, you listen.