ataraxion | one. (VOICE)

[ From the doom and gloom of everyone's existence around here, rolls a voice that's... well okay, not very doom and gloom-y but give him a second. He'll get there. ]

Like one, that on a lonesome road
Doth walk in fear and dread,
And having once turned round walks on,
And turns no more his head;
Because he knows, a frightful fiend
Doth close behind him tread.
[ aaaand... a moment of silence. or appreciation. or both. both is good. whichever you'd prefer, because moz just needs a moment to enjoy. or quite possibly brag about this font of information in his brain. now, let's continue. ]

I'm just curious -- no one's actually shot an albatross around here, right? For fun or sport or just to see what might happen if you did, because i'm starting to hope that one of you showed up with some dice. Just, y'know, in case. And by 'in case' I mean every single day. Because those dice might just come in handy when any other frightful friends show up, and that's when i'll be there to remind you.

[ sigh, can you hear him shaking his head? ] I've begun to realize that you'll never run out of stories to tell because of this place, you'll only run out willing ears. The considerable lack of people - [ to use as underground sources ] - to play a game of parcheesi with is starting to become more of a disappointment than I ever thought it could be. What am I supposed to do with my sunday nights now? And if one of you tries to tell me to pick up Go Fish, i'll have you know that I'm only willing to sink so low.

And i've already sunk to the levels of bottom of the barrel three dollar cabernet, which is like licking the floor of a subway tunnel. [ .... er. ] Not that i've ever done that before.

[ well..... ] I might have paid someone else to do it.

But that's not the point. There's only so much boredom one man can stand. Only so many times you can play three-card-monte with yourself before you start getting it on the money. And the payout on that's not so big, if you catch my drift.

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But soon there breathed a wind on me,
Nor sound nor motion made:
Its path was not upon the sea,
In ripple or in shade.

[There's a slight pause and she smiles and wow she never really thought that fine arts degree would ever do her so well, but then--she's always loved the arts.]

People here are so well-read. It never ceases to be a surprise.

[She doesn't really know the whole thing, but thankfully she's got enough stored in her brain to quote those four lines.]

[ oh god he's kind of in love with you for a few seconds, or really just absurdly pleased. one of those two. probably both at the same time. he just needs a few seconds to keep from continuing on with the poem because he's so incredibly tempted. so, so tempted that-- ]

It raised my hair, it fanned my cheek
Like a meadow-gale of spring—

[ there. much better. ] No you, my dear, are the well read one. It's rare you find a single person these days that knows more than that 'water, water, everywhere' line, and a whole passage at that.

[Oh look at this cutie. She got a video out of that. She always knew her knowledge of poetry would come in handy someday see Harvey, take note.

Ahem. She smiles at that, because yes, that's very good.]

I'll admit I don't know all of it, because it's way too long and I have better things to put my time towards, but I couldn't help but contribute.

[Good poetry needs contributing to.]

[ Mozzie has a special place in his heart for people who can recite good poetry on cue. And it's filled with very few people. ]

I'll admit that I never found the time to memorize Beowulf, but that was not for want of trying. There are only so many hours in a day after all, but at least you use some of yours wisely.

[She chuckles at that, tilting her head.]

I use all of my hours wisely.

[come on now. she's a queen, of course she does.]

Though I will grant you that I haven't memorized any of Beowulf. Shakespeare is more my wavelength.

[ of course she does. of course. ]

Now which kind of Shakespeare are we talking? Othello and the beasts with two backs? Or Richard the third and his winter of discontent. Though really, who isn't discontent in winter?

No more that thane of Cawdor shall deceive our bosom interest--

[But she just smiles.]

I enjoy his tragedies and comedies and histories in fair turn, but I must admit Macbeth holds a special place in my heart.

[ he nods a content, happy little nod. ohhh he is pleased. ]

Let every man be master of his time. More people could use a little Macbethian wisdom.

[That pleases her too, and it's pretty obvious by her smile. She loves quotations and poetry and literature, sure, but quoting Macbeth at her is a surefire way into her heart.]

You, good sir, are absolutely right.

Can I have the name of such a discerning gentleman?

[ Just ask for him to speak all day in quotations, he'd do it. It would be horrendous, but if it makes her smile.... ]

The ever erudite, Mozzie. And you can say you heard it from the man himself.

[...erudite indeed. Still, she's more amused than anything, and she can appreciate an ego with the best of them.]

Well, my name is Donna Paulsen, and it's certainly a pleasure to meet someone who speaks my language.

Well, Donna, as long as you continue speaking it I might have to invite you to friday night poker. Or... whatever it is people do around here when they're not waiting for the next horror movie stunt.

Not that I have anything good to go with poker-- do you know how badly our bar is lacking?

[ yes moz, just talk her ear off. no one would be surprised. ]

[not at all, but she's more amused than anything.]

I'm perfectly aware, yes. I've only got some expensive coffee myself, but there is an overabundance of expensive alcohol around if you know where to look.

Poker night sounds good to me though.

[especially since Mike has been teaching her how to count cards.]

[ oh ho another card counter. ]

Poker I can always play.

Thankfully the ship provided me with tea, however it didn't have the foresight to send me here with any wine on the side. Some alcohol just isn't really my speed, I don't care what Frank Sinatra had to say about it.

[not quite to the level of Mozzie and Neal, but she's learning!

But regardless, she tilts her head at that.]

I wonder if anyone has any wine on them. Most seem to have hard alcohol around on behalf of the ever-so-generous spaceship, which might just be trying to tell us something.

Neal's either all out, or I might have taken the last of his. I'm not sure I remember any more, but either are entirely possible, considering I didn't show up with any, which I find highly unfair.

[ It's true okay; he nods. ]

He did eat all the cheese, after all. [ also known as mozzie totally has his priorities in the right place. ]

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video;

video; mozzie encryptions you have been brought into the fold

totally encrypted video from here on out

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