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[patheticvillain]

[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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[patheticvillain]

. . . That's the best idea I've ever heard.

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[tucky]

Be a good birthday present, right? You could get someone to do the pictures.

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[patheticvillain]

I don't know anybody but Chris who's good at drawing.

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[tucky]

Oh.

I guess you can't ask him to draw his own comic.

Maybe you should write a book instead.

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[patheticvillain]

I could try that. I don't know if I'm any good at writing.

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[tucky]

Ain't it said that if you care about somebody, you're gonna like the things they make for you even if they're bad?

Hey, maybe that means he'd like your drawings, too.

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[patheticvillain]

They would pretty much be stick figures. But maybe he would.

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[tucky]

I know I got people I'd accept stick figure drawings from. Hang 'em up in my room or something, like they was paintings.

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[patheticvillain]

Maybe I'll do it, then.

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[tucky]

Can I be the editor?

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[patheticvillain]

What if it's pornographic?

[Serious question.]

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[tucky]

Oh.

Really?

Yeah, maybe not then, 'cause I probably don't want to see that.

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[patheticvillain]

Well, I don't know, I haven't decided yet. I just want to keep your precious innocence safe.

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[tucky]

Oh, yeah, that's right. Lots of innocence over here. I'm all virginal and shit.

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[patheticvillain]

You seem virginal. I definitely get that vibe from you.

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[tucky]

... You kidding or serious?

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[patheticvillain]

Oh my god, I'm totally kidding.

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[tucky]

That's what I thought. Probably. I mean, you never know; there's probably twenty-four-year-old virgins.

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[patheticvillain]

I think they are, but they're the saddest people in the world.

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[tucky]

I know! It makes you wanna go buy 'em a fucking hooker or something.

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[patheticvillain]

That sounds like something from a bad movie, but I'd totally do it.

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[tucky]

I was ready to do it for myself when I first got here. Three years in prison.

Girl prison.

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[patheticvillain]

Please tell me you found somebody here.

[Because sometimes it's basically a singles bar anyway.]

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[tucky]

Oh yeah, I'm getting it on the regular. I'm pretty sure that ain't hard here, though. Lots of horny guys.

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[patheticvillain]

I mean, it is a coed prison. That's pretty much the best place there is to have sex.