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unfinishedlibrary2026-01-20 07:47 pm
ugh_emotions) wrote in unfinishedlibrary2026-01-20 07:47 pm
Log01.entry
Who: SecUnit, Charles, and eventually other people depending on how things go lots of other people, everyone join in
What: SecUnit checks up Charles, no one has a good time
When: Just before the start of the Story
Where: The stacks
Content warnings: SecUnit getting accidentally bricked
Every time SecUnit or one of its drones caught sight of Charles, he seemed to look even more dead than the last time.
Which was weird. He was already dead (which was also weird), surely he couldn't get any more dead. You were either dead or you weren't.
Whatever. It wasn't SecUnit's problem. Charles wasn't one of its humans. It didn't need to worry about him.
(It worried about him.)
Eventually though, it gets to the point where it can't ignore it anymore, and it stomps over to where Charles is in the Stacks.
"What's wrong with you?" it demands.
What: SecUnit checks up Charles, no one has a good time
When: Just before the start of the Story
Where: The stacks
Content warnings: SecUnit getting accidentally bricked
Every time SecUnit or one of its drones caught sight of Charles, he seemed to look even more dead than the last time.
Which was weird. He was already dead (which was also weird), surely he couldn't get any more dead. You were either dead or you weren't.
Whatever. It wasn't SecUnit's problem. Charles wasn't one of its humans. It didn't need to worry about him.
(It worried about him.)
Eventually though, it gets to the point where it can't ignore it anymore, and it stomps over to where Charles is in the Stacks.
"What's wrong with you?" it demands.
no subject
The shrike turns a page of the book, frowning faintly down at it. For a story in the tradition of the dragon-bride, it's not as engaging as he'd expect. No risk of anyone losing anything, whether it's a mate or self-control.
Solving what's got Charles exiling himself in a miserable little corner -- or at least, nudging the kid toward a solution -- is eminently more worthy than reading this. But the Assistants had said learning to anticipate a story would help him resist it... And as one of the dead, boredom doesn't really signify. Only orders, and their priority.