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lostcarnival2017-10-12 09:33 am
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DAY 173: WELL FUCK
Who: Psi and Labor Crew
What: Change of Plans...
Where: The Dining Hall
When: Day 173, right after breakfast.
Doesn't matter who you are or what you are doing. After breakfast on day 173 Psi is hunting down members of his crew, using the radio if he has to. He's already been doing headcounts at breakfast every morning, visually checking up on everyone even if he can't ask them personally if they are alright. Headcounts mean shit to him right now, however. He's clearly stressed, has been for the past few days, but he's managed to not scream at anyone at least. That might be changing now.
"Listen to me." He says, nervously looking around to make sure no one is paying attention to them. "Evening radio check-ins are now mandatory. I don't care what you are doing, if I can't see you, I better be hearing your voice on the radio."
What: Change of Plans...
Where: The Dining Hall
When: Day 173, right after breakfast.
Doesn't matter who you are or what you are doing. After breakfast on day 173 Psi is hunting down members of his crew, using the radio if he has to. He's already been doing headcounts at breakfast every morning, visually checking up on everyone even if he can't ask them personally if they are alright. Headcounts mean shit to him right now, however. He's clearly stressed, has been for the past few days, but he's managed to not scream at anyone at least. That might be changing now.
"Listen to me." He says, nervously looking around to make sure no one is paying attention to them. "Evening radio check-ins are now mandatory. I don't care what you are doing, if I can't see you, I better be hearing your voice on the radio."
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"I'm glad you've found a good way to deal with it all."
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Without some way to push that stuff aside, well. A kind of sad resignation runs in the family. His own grumpy, belligerent teenage years were one thing, especially since it was just him and Sans at that point.
He reaches up, pats the top of Psi's hand. "It might not work for everyone... but, it might. So if you ever want, ask! I'm happy to give advice."