varunastra: (feels bad man)
[ Wow, what a shitty morning.

Shitty weekend, more like.

Shitty week, really, or we can go even further and say that everything's been bullshit since they found themselves on Moron Island, but this week has upped the ante by an exponential factor and while Serph realizes he could be doing a hell of a lot worse (he's not dead and he has all of his limbs and eyes, which is more than a lot of them can say), it's still enough to make a guy wish he could just go to sleep and wake up in a couple of months when everything's blown over and they're all dead anyway.

Because that's looking more and more like the inevitable outcome, here.

And Serph's not entirely sure what Bellamy's preferred coping mechanisms for a situation like this are, but he's also pragmatic enough to realize that the easiest way of figuring it out is to just ask, so - ]


Do you need space?

[ Though he's also perfectly willing to stick around, instead. ]
varunastra: (dammit moon moon)
[ That sure went from bad to "complete shitshow" fast.

And naturally, that means there's checking up to be done, because seeing ten people die in one morning is exhausting, even for those of them who are (or at least ought to be) more than used to the prospect of "death is here to stay, better learn to get along."

Even if, technically, a lot of their job has just been done for them...

...well, there's no way to come out of that not feeling like crap, and so it's a very tired Serph that approaches Fie at her hut, or on the beach, or wherever the hell it is she's hanging out right now. ]
varunastra: (honey badger don't give a shit.)
[ Another week, another body -

- only that really doesn't begin to cover it, because the bloodbath that's erupted this time puts everything prior to shame.

So it's no surprise to Serph that people in general - and Akira in particular - are making the rounds, checking in with those close to them. It's been a long week for everyone. He's exactly as quiet as usual when he opens the door and waves Akira in, but there's certainly a more tired look in his eyes than he's worn during their previous conversations.

Where does it all end?

It's looking more and more like the answer is "with everyone dead." ]
varunastra: (Default)
[ Serph gives it a bit before he seeks Akira out, not only to give Akira time to process, or because Akira is now the most popular guy on the island, but also to give himself some time to find his center.

Nothing ruins an honest expression of sympathy like letting them hear your stomach growl.

But he does get his thoughts reined back in, after a bit (removing himself from the sight and the smell certainly helps), and waits for what seems like an opportune moment, or as opportune as one can be given the horrific circumstances, before he approaches. ]


I'm sorry about your comrade.

[ No preamble. But everyone's noticed by now that he's not great at small talk. ]

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