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gustave | expedition 33 ([personal profile] superniceone) wrote2025-10-15 12:16 am
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Hey, uh. It's Gustave. I'll get back to you when I can.

[ic inbox for [profile] thelastvoyages - happy for comm threads or action spam if you're catching him around the barge.]
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escapeartiste: (Clea's yelling again)

Re: GOOD MORNING.

[personal profile] escapeartiste 2026-01-13 05:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[He catches her with only a surprised rasped gasp as a reaction. That feeling of something amiss clearly wasn't wrong but perhaps misplaced? Did she die again? Surely she would have remembered that, the last time was so hauntingly vivid.

She'll never deny a hug, especially from Gustave. Wow, he looks terrible. She's definitely missing some context. Whenever he's willing to let her go there's a sympathetic look for a response. A quick dig through her pocket to take out her lifeline.]

I don't think you need my help to do that, old man.

So what am I missing this time?
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[personal profile] superniceone 2026-01-16 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
Nothing much. Just a... weeks-long nap. [he's going to squeeze her shoulder when she pulls back, his eyes searching her face like he's looking for signs that she might not, actually, be alright, before something in his posture relaxes. he squeezes that shoulder, then releases her.]

Come on, let me make you something to drink.
escapeartiste: (ya okay Clea)

[personal profile] escapeartiste 2026-01-16 05:38 am (UTC)(link)
[There's definitely a passing look of confusion that only subsides a little as she nods in agreement to his offer, though not without typing some more.]

I'm pretty sure I can manage to get my own drink, you know.

[She won't say he can't get her anything, but just some insistence that she isn't a helpless child. In case anyone forgot.]
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[personal profile] superniceone 2026-01-20 06:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Never said that you couldn't.

[it's just that gustave very much wants to get it for her - and he's going to pull up a chair across from her as soon as he does, doing his best to keep the intensity he feels off of his face. it's a middling success.]

You're feeling alright? Nothing feels - wrong?
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[personal profile] escapeartiste 2026-01-20 06:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[She takes the drink and sips it first, though she still maintains a slightly sympathetic look.]

Yeah, I'm fine.

[She types out after setting the drink down. It's a bit of juggling.]

What did you mean when you said a weeks-long nap?
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