ataraxion | 003 ☀ video ☀ show you the difference 'tween my gun and my pistol

[ Jaye's been restless and it's starting to get to her; starting to show, really, if the way she runs her hand through her hair and fidgets with her silver wolf earrings before speaking counts as 'showing'. ]

I'm looking for a fight... or a spar, I guess. No guns, no blades -- in fact, if it's a weapon you brought with you to meet, you can't use it. I'm looking for hand-to-hand more than anything. [ Hmm, what else. ] No fatalities or potentially fatal injuries.

[ There's a pause, one lip curling upward slightly. ] You can pull your punches because I'm a girl, but I won't be as nice to you. [ Confident much? Well yes, because she never said anything about not shapeshifting. Besides, this is a good way to assess threat levels.

There's a pause though, then some more fidgeting with one of her earrings as she continues, on a different topic now. ]

Stefan, Bass -- other than the general creepy factor and how bad it smelled, that walk wasn't half bad. Not as useful as we were hoping, but maybe we can try again later.

Metalman, Kirk the Lipstick Captain, Dances With Bears or Goggles or Brick Shithouse, whatever I'm supposed to call you, and anyone else who was all concerned -- we're fine, we've been back, we didn't get lost, none of us are dead, and I got the chemical smell out of my nose.

[ And another pause... ]

Seriously, anyone who wants to spar. Let's go.

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I said I thought it wanted us to, not that I thought it expects us to.

Results would be the same. Didn't think you were stupid enough to try and make out they'd be different.

[ There's a sigh, and a slight 'thunk'. Head, meet wall. ]

I didn't say that I thought they would be. But I can't just sit here and wait while people smarter than I am figure out lists and play with riddles.

You can.

And do what? Bat my eyelashes at whoever manages to figure something out?

[ Not that she's adverse to it, if it gets her what she wants, but still. ]

Take what you can and work with it. [A pause.] Be smart.

[ There's a pause of her own. ]

... How far into the ship have you gone?

Far.

[He isn't saying it like that to be vague. It's just that trying to measure distance, either by his sense of location or by his own step, never seems to work.]

Why do you go?

[ Why do you go and then tell me not to? ]

I prefer the dark.

[It was where he belonged, in with all the other threats that the shadows hid.]

[ Hmm. Light sensitivity? She'd seen his eyes as a bear, up-close and personal. ]

I prefer not being surrounded by people who are looking to be the biggest fish. Information makes them powerful and they know it. [ It's just about the same thing she said to Crowley.

It's easier to run in the dark, easier to hide, to steal. She's been with Coyote for a while now but she'll never forget what it was like, living on the streets and taking care of her brother. ] If you can hide in the dark, who knows what might be hiding out there with you?

So you run away? Just means you want to play big fish too, only you think you're out of your depth.

[If she really didn't care about their games, being surrounded by them wouldn't bother her. Or she went hunting for information herself, which was the same thing.]

There'll always be something hiding in the dark. Way the universe works.

[Fear of the unknown, humankind's biggest weakness. Riddick doesn't go into the dark to hunt anything down. There will always be something bigger, something stronger. He accepted that a long time ago. What mattered what was you did when it found you.]

I don't run.

[ There's a snarl in her voice, more animal than human, but it's not the snarl of a bear this time. More like a tiger. ]

But I don't want to be pulled into their shit. What I do, who I look out for, that's not politics. That's personal, and I don't need a bleeding heart captain or a man who can manipulate metal or a king to try and tell me that I can't because I'm useful. I have my own fights to win.

Where are your fights? On this ship?

[He isn't expecting an answer, because he knows they aren't. The red smile would move to fucking with everyone, eventually, he had no doubt about that, but it wasn't something anyone could fight. Yet. And she wasn't on the list. Tearing off looking for a fight that wasn't yours - that was reckless and stupid.]

Stay in the light.

They might have been. That's what I need to find out.

[ Aberdeen had said Scott isn't here, but the knife was in her locker. He could have been here, once, only to disappear again. ]

It's a little late for that.

[She talks about something possibly happening in the past, and if it's not on the network then it's from before. The unknown time where something happened that left the ship in this state. But nothing he's seen so far has given any clues on how it went down, whatever it was, so even if that is where her finding out will take her, he doubts she'll get an answer.]

No, it isn't.

[She might have gone exploring once, but she was back in the light now. She could stay there.]

[ All she needs is a list of names, of those who were here before. ]

It is. [ Eleven years too late. She only belongs in the light if it's to keep her people safe. ] Besides, I can't let you have all the fun.

This isn't about fun.

[No, he's had enough of this. He'd already done too much for the lying girl, he didn't need another person thinking he was invested in them. She wasn't Kyra and she clearly didn't want to listen (but he still says it, one more time).]

Stay in the light.

[He cuts the connection.]

003 ☀ video ☀ show you the difference 'tween my gun and my pistol

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