Week Six

[letsplayamod]

You've survived, for lack of better wording, the latest week of trials and tribulations. This one had been more costly than most: Typhon's machinations have brought your group to nearly half the size it was when Athena first brought you to this island. Whether it ends with him or with you is still too soon to make out. One thing's for certain. Things cannot be allowed to continue as they are.

Speaking of continuing, the next floor has been revealed to you. Just how far down this island goes is a bit of a mystery, but you get the feeling that you're close to something important. Maybe that thing Athena wanted you to find before Typhon does. You can ruminate on that as you watch the waters below. Waves still lap at the cliffs, but it all seems lower than it did weeks ago. Like the ocean itself is shrinking...

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Quark's Bar

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[latinumsbetter]

[Quark huffs]

For what? Telling me that it meant something to you? [dryly]

[rockymountaindie]

I- I don't know, I. [ hhhhh, lowers his voice- ] I didn't wanna make things...awkward, and- it looks like I did with Vanity—

[latinumsbetter]

Of course you did. She's mildly allergic to sentiment. [voice lowered as well, dryly, sort of, but superceded by fond amusement.] It's not the worst thing for her.

[he shakes his head a bit]

But nah, it's nothing like that, just...[he trails off, shifting uncomfortably, rubbing at the back of his neck. Vanity's not the only one mildly allergic to sentiment here, after all.

Finally, after a moment:]

It meant something. [gruffly] I was going to ask, and then I didn't. Not in time. But when we get you out of there, wherever that con man's put you, you should come back with me. To the station.

[rockymountaindie]

[ Alex thinks back, really thinks back, to what he wrote in Quark's letter. How he even started it. He thought...

There's no time for that now. Because this proposition stalls out every other thought. For one, the assurance that this isn't the end. For another: ]

...To space, like- like...to stay?

[ He had known even before dying once more that he could never go home. But he hadn't really considered beyond that. ]

[latinumsbetter]

Yeah. To stay. There's plenty of room so we can get you your own quarters or you can share with someone, and you can either work at the bar or find something else to do. But I think that'll be better than going back home, right?

1/2

[rockymountaindie]

[ A few things pass through his mind all at once.

Just leaving? What if Death finds him, wouldn't that put everyone in danger?
His parents... Could he really never see them again?
What about— ]

I can't.

[rockymountaindie]

[ And then a fire lights in him that he has not let himself stoke until now. ]

Not without- i-if we can do shit like- like breaking open the fucking Underworld, if Athena could find me, then I can't just leave her-

[ No. ]

I can't just leave a-any of them, Clear, Carter, Tod— if I can find them, then-

[ The hazy vision of Alex stares Quark down with some sort of pleading determination. ]

Then would you take them too? I... I can't be the only one, to cheat Death.

[latinumsbetter]

[Quark blinks, startled--but no, of course he thinks of his friends first. The ones that died, the ones he tried to save, and the one that saved him.

Quark huffs, shaking his head.]

I don't think a couple more hyu-mons are going to make that big of a difference on a space station as big as Deep Space 9.

[rockymountaindie]

Really? You- shit.

[ Alex turns away all at once, wiping his eyes. ]

...Thanks, Quark. R-really, I- thank you.