not_that_lockon: (But don't you see I'm falling?)
[Lyle was in one of the corridors during the Commander - no, sorry, Captain's - final announcement. He waits until it's over, and when it is he looks thoughtful, maybe even a little nostalgic. He doesn't want to lose his memories of this place, if there's a chance of that, but, well.... he's got a job to do.

He looks at the sphere, grinning a little lopsidedly at it.]


I guess this is it for us then, huh?

[filtered to Neil;]

Hey, Neil? Want to do one last thing before we leave?
not_that_lockon: (I gave my word; this I swear)
[Funny how when sleep finally comes, it's always at a time when you're not looking for it, isn't it? Lyle drifted off into a sleep plagued with nightmares a while ago. And after exactly 3 hours, 3 minutes and 3 seconds...]

Well. You know the drill. )


((OOC: HOLY CRAP GUYS, I am sorry for the immense TL;DR. But have some crazy-ass vision representative of A Laws/Innovators win + everyone I love dies + a bit of the good ol' inferiority complex to round everything off. >.>))
not_that_lockon: (WWNHD?)
[Lyle's just standing at a point somewhere near, but not too near, to where the Doctor and Oliver's shelter is. He's gazing up at the sky - or the black hole in the sky, rather - and just looking really... tired.

Dully:]
You really wouldn't have thought that something so deadly would look so weirdly... beautiful.

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