[When Quark wakes up, he feels agitated. He hates this. He's tired of waking up in strange places--because every time that happens, it always seems to end with him hurting someone else or getting himself hurt. He's not sure how good it'll help, but he feels determined enough to stay out of trouble, so after a quick, cautious turn around the pit he curls his legs up to his knees as far away from the hole as he can manage.
With that, there's not much left to do but people watch. Anyone who comes close who seems frantic about getting out in any capacity will be met with a stony appraisal.]
You're wasting your time.
two (ota; he'll attempt this a few times)
[Maybe it's his age or maybe it's the latent virus, but Quark has a history of being susceptible to intrusive thoughts. He tells himself in quiet, private murmurs to ignore them. He doesn't want to jump, of course he doesn't. But still, he's inching closer, and before he knows it, he's dangling precariously close to the ledge. All it would take is a little tip--to lift up one foot and shift his balance forward.]
three (closed to whoever claims it first!)
[Quark is finally losing it. He's been keeping it together pretty well so far, but all that's gone out the window. Diana's fallen in--she fell in trying to keep him from falling in. And then what did he do? He pushed someone else in. Because he was angry. Because it was surprisingly easy. Because his despair for Diana rekindled his dislike of Beckett. It doesn't matter that Beckett caught himself. He'd still done it. He did it and meant it. Quark falls down to his knees and clutches onto his hat and screams.]
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[When Quark wakes up, he feels agitated. He hates this. He's tired of waking up in strange places--because every time that happens, it always seems to end with him hurting someone else or getting himself hurt. He's not sure how good it'll help, but he feels determined enough to stay out of trouble, so after a quick, cautious turn around the pit he curls his legs up to his knees as far away from the hole as he can manage.
With that, there's not much left to do but people watch. Anyone who comes close who seems frantic about getting out in any capacity will be met with a stony appraisal.]
You're wasting your time.
two (ota; he'll attempt this a few times)
[Maybe it's his age or maybe it's the latent virus, but Quark has a history of being susceptible to intrusive thoughts. He tells himself in quiet, private murmurs to ignore them. He doesn't want to jump, of course he doesn't. But still, he's inching closer, and before he knows it, he's dangling precariously close to the ledge. All it would take is a little tip--to lift up one foot and shift his balance forward.]
three (closed to whoever claims it first!)
[Quark is finally losing it. He's been keeping it together pretty well so far, but all that's gone out the window. Diana's fallen in--she fell in trying to keep him from falling in. And then what did he do? He pushed someone else in. Because he was angry. Because it was surprisingly easy. Because his despair for Diana rekindled his dislike of Beckett. It doesn't matter that Beckett caught himself. He'd still done it. He did it and meant it. Quark falls down to his knees and clutches onto his hat and screams.]