Cassel Sharpe.
26 June 2015 @ 09:09 pm
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[Recovering from being disemboweled physically took about forty-five seconds. Recovering psychologically is taking a little bit longer. Cassel takes comfort in simple tasks and routines in the meantime, trying not to think about what happened with Creed or what happened in the Enclosure or what's going to happen next. There's this feeling like the other shoe is going to drop - not uncommon on the Barge, but not something he wants to deal with, either.]

[During the day, when he's not in the gym, he spends time in his room or in the common rooms with yarn in his lap, curled up in an armchair, knitting and purling on autopilot. He has no idea what he's making, which is usually how he goes about things. Eventually he casts off and picks it up, examining it in the light. It appears to be a tiny sweater with at least three arms.]

[He never said he was good at this.]

[At night, a lithe black cat roams the halls. To Cassel's credit, this time he's wearing a little blue collar with a name tag. On the other hand, it took him this long to come up with that, so maybe he's not so smart after all. He curls up on the backs of couches, winds between people's legs, and wanders into cabins behind their occupants, purring loudly and very insistently.]
 
 
Cassel Sharpe.
30 July 2013 @ 01:22 pm
public } away from harvey dent

So, after that surprisingly non-traumatic port, I have a non-philosophical question for all of you. I know this is rare, but hold your thanks until the end. It's actually not that interesting.

Book recommendations? I've got something like a month until that school thing starts, and I'm running out of ideas. First smartass to recommend Eat Pray Love gets some important item stolen off their person.

Also, James Bond is a terrible sailor. You heard it here first.

private } poison ivy

I want to know why you did what you did.

I know that it might not be my business, or that you might have some reason for doing it that won't make sense to me, but it's driving me nuts and I would just - really like to know. If that's okay.

And thanks, is the other thing.

private } zane

I fixed up the room. Can you come out yet?

spam } marsh

[Cassel makes his way to Marsh's room early in the morning with a covered birdcage, careful to carry it evenly and not jostle. He's toyed with the idea of just leaving it outside Marsh's room or breaking in, but ultimately has decided that if he does that the confusion factor might get too high.]

[Instead he knocks and waits ever-so-patiently for the door to be answered. At least for five to ten seconds, after which he sighs and lounges against the doorframe.]


private/voice } lark; 8/1

So a little bird told me you wanted to talk.
 
 
Cassel Sharpe.
28 February 2013 @ 06:53 pm
[Barge, say hello to Cassel wearing a shit-eating grin and lounging on his crappy boarding-school bed. He's got a piece of cardboard held face-away against his chest and the air of someone about to impart glory to the masses.]

So as a bunch of you just noticed, dying sucks. That's why most people don't make a habit of it. Lucky for us inmates, we're trapped here and free to die as many times as we can manage. [He pauses.] Or handle before going insane.

There's no reason to mope about it, though. Sure, it hurts. But it's also an opportunity to do something super fun with your fellow prisoners - which is good, because who doesn't like teambuilding?

Which is why your friendly neighborhood Red Mist and I came up with this.

[He turns the card around and displays it, Vanna White-style.] Death bingo. Middle square is a freebie, the death that brought you to the ship in the first place, which, by the way, can't be used on any of the other squares. Any Wardens who want to play will be one behind, but on the plus side, you have complete control over our lives!

Side note: it'd be cool to have more than one card to switch things up, so make your own, tell your friends if you have any, prizes to be determined.

[He salutes the camera and shuts the feed off.]

private | prefect

So was that a favor to my brother or what? He's really got you wrapped around his little finger.


( ooc; the bottom left corner says shooting lololol my handwriting is worse than i remembered )