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008 [AUDIO]
[And now, a public service announcement from your resident lord and master of gross exaggeration, poster child of pointless overreaction, supreme champion of the ninety-mile-an-hour whinge--]
There's a cow in the oxygen garden.
[He doesn't even bother to hide the undercurrent of disgust in the audio feed, an edge to his voice that makes it clear he's most likely had a recent run-in with the aforementioned cow and/or a cow by-product.]
There's a cow in the oxygen garden why is there a cow in the oxygen garden on what strange, bizarro planet did any of you think this was a good idea?
Agh, it's--nevermind, I'm absolutely positive that at least some of you come from strange, bizarro planets where this sort of thing is acceptable. I mean, the cats and the dogs and--I heard there's a horse, too--are bad enough, now we've got livestock.
And don't even--don't even get me started on the bloody birds. Filthy. Eugh.
I know we're probably still hung up on certain unnamed parties forgetting how to swim, and yes, fair enough, it's tragic, but I think we could all use a, ah. Friendly reminder. This is, in fact, a spaceship. Not a zoo. How is that--What's the point, anyway? It's all--it's all great that the ship packed up your giant killer wolf and dumped it in your locker just for you, but maybe the rest of us are not entirely comfortable with the idea of cows and horses and giant killer wolves out! Anyone think of that?
You can't walk five feet around here without running into someone's pet. We have got to start talking about what to do with all these animals. Honestly.
There's a cow in the oxygen garden.
[He doesn't even bother to hide the undercurrent of disgust in the audio feed, an edge to his voice that makes it clear he's most likely had a recent run-in with the aforementioned cow and/or a cow by-product.]
There's a cow in the oxygen garden why is there a cow in the oxygen garden on what strange, bizarro planet did any of you think this was a good idea?
Agh, it's--nevermind, I'm absolutely positive that at least some of you come from strange, bizarro planets where this sort of thing is acceptable. I mean, the cats and the dogs and--I heard there's a horse, too--are bad enough, now we've got livestock.
And don't even--don't even get me started on the bloody birds. Filthy. Eugh.
I know we're probably still hung up on certain unnamed parties forgetting how to swim, and yes, fair enough, it's tragic, but I think we could all use a, ah. Friendly reminder. This is, in fact, a spaceship. Not a zoo. How is that--What's the point, anyway? It's all--it's all great that the ship packed up your giant killer wolf and dumped it in your locker just for you, but maybe the rest of us are not entirely comfortable with the idea of cows and horses and giant killer wolves out! Anyone think of that?
You can't walk five feet around here without running into someone's pet. We have got to start talking about what to do with all these animals. Honestly.
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Nice to see that you type, really, the, ah. This friend of mine, she didn't do that. Frustrating, sometimes, you understand.
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and to be honest she only types a little, but she doesn't want to disappoint her ~new friend~ or anything. she looks pleased at the praise, wings ruffling behind her back. she was still learning, of course, but she'd be better soon.]
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What's that, behind you? Part bird, or something?
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But, uh, maybe you two can do bird-people things together.
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bird-people things. now what that meant, she had no idea.]
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--Whatever it is that bird-people do.
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she holds up one hand, palm towards the ceiling, and gives a shrug. she was the only bird-person she knew before arriving on the tranquility. now there are like, two others. she doesn't really know how to handle it.]
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Well, uh. If he ever bothers you, or if he's ever a little too Dave, my number's zero-zero-one-zero-eight-nine.
[This is a good plan.]
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