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[Cassel's in his room, rearranging his drawer of scraps in some order discernible only to him. Ilia is perched on a high shelf, his eyes narrowed and tail twitching, disturbed by the commotion and looking ready to jump down onto Cassel's shoulders at any moment. As he rummages, Cassel addresses the camera; the moment he turns towards it, a bruise slides into view on his left temple, light and mottled black. He seems not to notice it.]

A few things. First of all, if anybody who's not all Admiral-ed up has a problem with the power outages, I think - I think I can make flashlights and lamps that don't need to be powered. [He's speaking specifically to Morgana here, but he doesn't know everybody's hangups, either, so he's leaving it open to the Barge as a whole.]

Second of all, has anybody actually gotten anywhere with the ship? Steering it or anything? Because this seems like it's getting kind of. Critical. [As Dean so astutely pointed out.]

Last thing - I know nobody cares right now, but we still need staff for the gym. At least one more person. If you feel like going slightly less stir-crazy while we're marooned in the middle of nowhere, apply now.

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I think that's right.

[He could totally be cussing in Vulcan and not know it, though. Languages have never been his strong suit.]

She's an alien, I think? Kind of stiff and . . . [A little scary? A little scary.] Not somebody to mess with, probably. Unless she messes with you first.

[Eggsy nods. 'Don't mess with people until they mess with you first' is pretty much the code he lives by, so, he can manage that.]

Alright. Don't punch Mickey, don't mess with T'Pol. Can do.

And those are pretty much the only rules.

[He grins, shaking his hair out of his face.]

So what's your deal, anyway? Why do you wanna work here?

[In the gym, on the Barge - pick your poison.]

[Not unpredictably, he chooses the former.]

Where else'm I gonna go? Can't cook, not a doctor, not a librarian. But I know my way 'round all this.

[Yeah, Cassel's not terrifically surprised. His eyes wander back to JB, for something to look at.]

I didn't before I got here. But it's a good way to not be doing nothing.

No shit. So how come you ended up workin' here?

[And he does specifically mean 'in the gym, if you didn't know anything about gym equipment' because broader questions about why people are on the Barge seems to be one of those things you don't ask.]

My warden wanted me working. He worked in the gym. So I did too.

[Cassel shrugs. It's not a terrific story; it was more a matter of convenience. But he's gotten so used to it that he can't imagine doing a different job.]

Oh, you was an inmate?

[He gives him a curious headtilt.]

Lot of people stick around, don't they.

[Another shrug. He never thought of doing anything else, truly.]

People with nowhere else to go.

[Eggsy makes a noise that's half bemused and half concerned.]

So what, you're gonna be here forever?

[Man, he is getting sick of this question. It seems to be everywhere lately. A flash of irritation across his face, and then he disguises it with a smirk.]

Maybe. Maybe not. [He waggles his fingers.] Who can tell what the future may hold?

[Eggsy sees the flash before it's pulled under. And immediately he feels like kind of a shithead, because it's not like he hasn't been on the receiving end of that question and variations thereupon for half his life. Are you going to be on this estate your whole life, Gary? Don't you have more ambition than that?

He doesn't apologise explicitly but it's there on his face.]

Fuck knows I don't. You gonna go get your lunch? I'll hold down the fort.

[He gives a crooked smile in return, acknowledging what neither of them are saying - that it was kind of a dick move, but that it's gone, slate clean. Doesn't matter. Shrugging, he nods and glances towards the door.]

Yeah. Try not to blow anything up, all right?

[He offers a very similar crooked smile in return.]

That another rule, is it? Alright, do my best.

[He watches Cassel go, then makes a start on getting acquainted with the gym as a workplace.]

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