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patheticvillain) wrote2015-05-16 04:01 pm
patheticvillain) wrote2015-05-16 04:01 pm
fifty-three ➢ video
[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.
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.
this is my favorite thread of all time
YOU'RE my favorite thread of all time
And you're not concerned that I might abuse this privilege?
[What if she...changes the locks. Or something. Okay there's some irony in her voice cause damn, what is she really going to do here]
your FACE is my favorite thread of all time
Not really, no.
clutches it
or just, you know. a child. It's quaint, in a really annoying, why do people reproduce way.]
Are you always this trusting?
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I've been told I'm supposed to be.
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[There is a faint tone of WHO THE FUCK WOULD TELL YOU THAT AND ARE THEY STUPID]
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Trust people. That was the deal. That's how I graduated. More or less, anyway.
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[Wow. That is the realization that she is never getting out of here crossing her face.]
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Trust isn't exactly key to survival.
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[But he gets how it sounds like a line.]
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To an extent.
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[There's hope for her yet? Maybe?]
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[Which she. Does not put much stock in, so....]
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[If she doesn't encounter someone from a world like her own, she....well she won't crack, but she's getting really, really mad about it. 8|]
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You probably think I'm crazy.
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[look at those balls she's grown here, talking shit to Humans.]
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You can say both. I don't mind.
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A feeling that logic should be ignored and you should trust, perhaps even against your better judgement?
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