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The ‘ghost’ of Marcus was content in being called a ghost. He didn’t want attention drawn to him. He wanted to be left alone. He just wanted to enjoy the feeling of being alone. Of no Dis- but no Cass. That was what was painful. Cass had been transferred the day after. If he’d been less a fool he could have seen her. Reading her tweets had been painful. More than that, she was out of range. She had no idea that he was even alive, and knowing her- she was always a people person. Her alone was worry some.

By the time he’d found out, he was back in his house. Alone. When Dis had finally reformed- The weapon had been almost affectionate. Almost. He didn’t recall what happened, played innocent but as Marcus insisted. The illusion broke again quickly enough, the cold, acidic laugh filling his head along with the promise that ‘now that there is no reason to hide, they can be open with each other’. He didn’t want to be open. He just wanted his fiance home. He wanted his wedding. He wanted his sanity back.

Depressed covered Marcus well.

Not expecting visitors, the moon hunter was in sweatpants, a shirt and slippers. He might have been eating toast. Sad toast. Eating was depressing, eating alone at least. The knock at the door was from someone he didn’t expect at least. Opening the door for the life trainee he smiled a bit, though it didn’t reach his eyes. “Hey Ami. What’s up?”

Well, there was the ball of sunshine he was used to. Ami being Ami. Sighing, Marcus nodded, opening the door for her to invite her in. "Yeah well. Sorry to disappoint. I'm alive." He shrugged, frowning a bit before looking down at her hands. "Oh." She had his book.

"Did you enjoy it?"

She was mad with him. She could join the club. He was pretty sure there was a club at this point. People who wanted him dead or people who expected him to stay dead. Alas, the survivor was still alive. Sorry, try harder.

"Sorry." He half listened, half meandered back to the couch to sit and slouch. They'd get a nice couch. They had semi-nice seats, and a wonderful bed- They. Cass. Oh he'd just depressed himself more. "She's worse." The second thing out of his mouth. "She doesn't know I'm still alive." Looking over to Ami he sighed.
"I... I'm a bit surprised. You're one of the last people I'd consider to get upset over what happened."

It wasn't like he planned for it. If he planned for that wort of thing- Wait. He... kind of had. With Cass. God damn.Looking over at Ami, who was not across the room by her own choice- She wasn't emotional by any means. So to hear it. Guilt washed over him. Cass, Cass- he'd really just worried about one. Maybe he should have worried more. "I'm a friend maybe?" He sighed, sinking further into the seat.

"I spent a day in the infirmary, enjoying a life without Dis. I was alone and.. it felt nice. But by the time I got home? She'd been moved to another base. Now she's out of contact range. I can't get to her." More slouching. "I think I really ******** this one up Ami."

A rock on the outside, more like a marshmallow on the inside. Soft, useless, and not very good for you. he never thought himself as someone people depended on. He wanted to be, but he didn't think he was. He did- Dis made it a mess. He wasn't sure where it was his thoughts, or just ones Dis had helped fabricate. Ones that Dis had boosted for his own means to and end. "No Ami, she won't be. She- smiles all the time but she won't tell you when she's hurt. She can fool me even at times. And that's why it's not okay. Because now she's hurting and I know she'll try to cover it up but she can't. No one has told me how long she'll be gone, how dangerous her missions will be, if I can even see her. She thinks I'm gone. Why come back if you think there isn't anything to come back too?"

He resisted the urge to kick a chair in anger. It would just break something and he'd have to fix it. Just like everything else in his life. "And Dis- I let him have too much control, I depended on him too much. I thought I was protecting myself but in the end, I played right into his hands. And now the world knows. Dis is insane and power hungry, willing to do anything to get it. Willing to go as far as to risk my own ******** sanity for it." Hate was a rare thing to lace Marcus's words, but in that moment, hate was thick in his voice.

The touch to his arm made him sigh, relax a bit, hate leave him. He just wanted her back. Or to be able to go to her. "But what if something happens to her?" He touched his necklace, thumb running over the gem. "What if something happens to me?" His voice was softer. There was a fragility to it. He worried about the inevitable. About that great reality they all faced.

A sad look to Ami he shrugged. "H maybe. The thing is, H is a guy who doesn't do things out of the goodness of his heart. He'd want something. The problem is I don't know what he'd want. I'm a moon, a moon with a large blemish on his record. Another? H doesn't strike me as the type to want to fix something people consider broken. He could ask me to 'help' with experiments but well."

They both knew you didn't want to play test subject. No one did.

"And Edith gave me my last shot. I had my final warning. If I go to her-" a heavy groan as he rubbed the bridge if nose. "I dunno. I might be transferred to sun, likely mist. That or they might shut him down." Blue eyes looked at the life hunter. "Permanently. But the thing that I guess is really ******** up?"

He reached for the weapon tossing the clip onto the table. "He loves me Ami. In his twisted ******** up way, Dis does care on some level. He genuinely thinks he can get what he wants while making me happy. The kicker is I guess I knew. I never took him seriously. I thought it was a lot of hot air. I guess a part of me thought that maybe if I gave in a bit, he'd learn. But we can see how well that turned out. My own fault, I ignored it. Now I just have to deal with it."

He snorted. "Yeah, but she doesn't even know I'm alive. She thinks I'm dead. Have you seen Cass depressed Ami? It's- God, it's the worst thing. Then again that just might be in my personal opinion." Lovebird without it's mate. That was Marcus. He did roll his eyes over at Ami.

"I'll slouch in my own house if I want to." A childish remark. "It's not like I'm sleeping in the life labs." Pot shot taken.

Still he looked at the weapon. "Maybe. He certainly screams and throws fits." The flick just got a scowl. "So what would you suggest, aside from the leads. I can't exactly give him a spanking. Hell, he'd probably enjoy it."