[ simulations upon simulations. a fascinating collective consciousness affected by personal nightmares. tobias would love to investigate it if he wasn't stuck in the middle of it.
he's worn in a way that goes beyond the merely physical. the unexpected has been greeting at every turn even when he comes to expect it: battlefields of a magnitude he could not imagine, immense forests, wide plains. tobias wipes his palms on his pants and fixes his grip on the gun. the weaponry on the ship is more advanced than any he has known; he spent long hours in gunnery until he could shoot as easily with them.
real or not, he doesn't plan on dying.
he has the rifle to his shoulder when he bursts into the room. a quick look around and there doesn't seem to be any immediate danger. only anderson and another woman, but he knows better than to drop his guard. the gun remains up though not pointed at either woman. ]
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he's worn in a way that goes beyond the merely physical. the unexpected has been greeting at every turn even when he comes to expect it: battlefields of a magnitude he could not imagine, immense forests, wide plains. tobias wipes his palms on his pants and fixes his grip on the gun. the weaponry on the ship is more advanced than any he has known; he spent long hours in gunnery until he could shoot as easily with them.
real or not, he doesn't plan on dying.
he has the rifle to his shoulder when he bursts into the room. a quick look around and there doesn't seem to be any immediate danger. only anderson and another woman, but he knows better than to drop his guard. the gun remains up though not pointed at either woman. ]
Anderson? [ are you okay, check box y/n ]