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singillatim2024-01-27 12:00 pm
m1895) wrote in singillatim2024-01-27 12:00 pm
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well, i've made so many new friends, with open arms they've let me in
Who: Vasiliy (m1895), Konstantin (sputnik), others as starters are written!
What: Assorted Jan/Feb non-event happenings.
When: When the characters are interacting.
Where: Where the characters are interacting.
Content Warnings: Graphic-ish description of slaughter of a bird, animal death, blood, vomiting, alien parasite, possible Yezhovshchina/torture/execution mentions.
m1895), Konstantin (sputnik), others as starters are written!What: Assorted Jan/Feb non-event happenings.
When: When the characters are interacting.
Where: Where the characters are interacting.
Content Warnings: Graphic-ish description of slaughter of a bird, animal death, blood, vomiting, alien parasite, possible Yezhovshchina/torture/execution mentions.
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[ And, for some reason, its immediate response to that was to... climb into his body, and hide. ]
Maybe it mistook you for the host from its planet. Or its mother. There are some fish that swim into the mother's mouth to hide.
[ He saw it on a National Geographic special in the breakroom, although he only caught that fragment of it during his fleeting opportunity to eat. ]
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Really? It does seem a bit fish-like, at times. It seems like... a mix of many creatures. Maybe that's what it was thinking.
[ Despite its capability of adaptation, the transformation into something so deadly, the little creature does spend nearly twenty-three hours of its time hiding inside of him. And now.... all of its time. ]
Maybe it was never meant to exit its host's body at all. Just stay inside, like any parasite, feeding on what its host eats.
[ It's... a disturbing idea, to be certain, given how large this particular parasite is, but.... if he could keep it inside of him with no risk to it harming anyone, that would be the ideal option, wouldn't it? Maybe feeding it the animal blood like this truly will keep it from ever needing to emerge from him here. ]
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If it prefers blood, it wouldn't have been getting enough to eat by staying inside of you. Maybe that's why it left. To find food.
[ Beat. ]
Or maybe it was trying to go home. Looking for a way back into space when it knew you were asleep.
[ It's an odd feeling that settles over him when he says thatβit's a gruesome thing, and a parasite, hurting someone he cares for very deeply. But it's a sentiment he can relate to, even in an animal, this idea of being in an alien, unsuitable environment, of every thought being preoccupied with a return to the conditions in which one is comfortableβthe conditions one evolved to live in. ]
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But it's that next thing that gives Konstantin an odd pause, a flicker of thought that pulls his brow a bit. Admittedly, it's something he hasn't thought much about yet. It's been too easy to perceive the entity only as an invader, as a thing that forced its way into him, tethered itself to an unwilling host body. But it isn't.... happy here on Earth. It isn't thriving; its existence has been stressful for it, confusing. Surely it would prefer to be back in its own world.
Does it know? That it can never return there? Does his little passenger know that it's a prisoner here for the rest of its life, however long that may be? ]
...It might have been. I don't think it ever had some.... agenda, on Earth. No plan to go here. It ended up here by accident.
[ He falls quiet for a moment, and when he speaks again, it's very softly, careful not even to breathe too deeply. ]
It's settling. I think it's tired .