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[predictor]

[Hey, Tranquility. Aaron hasn't spoken to anyone in anything other than text since he's gotten on board. In fact, he's rarely left his room other than to slink around the tenth floor a bit, going up and down and never really wandering too far.

He's needed a while to... figure out how he's going to hold up here, mentally. So far? It's as predicted.]

There's a med center here, right? Some kind of hospital, or at least a doctor or two? If so, need a conference.

Otherwise:
Ken Birch. Ex-military, PFC. Self-defense, survival, and weapons training. Heard there's a security division on board, might as well lend a hand.

[And, added about a minute after the original message...]

How many of you actually have wolves here?

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[helpmeguideit]

There is a med bay with several doctors. I will send directions.

[ Directions included as an attachment. ]

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[predictor]

You the map guy?

[He's totally marking you as potential informant in his mind already.]

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[widowing]

there's a dinosaur aboard and you're worried about wolves?

[ natasha is the most helpful. ]

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[predictor]

Call it a personal thing.

[Once he's been hunted by the dinosaurs, too... then they'll talk.]

permavid & text.

[culver]

are you hurt?

permatext!

[predictor]

Nah, just a quick medication check.

[Suuuuuch lies.]

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[wolfdreamer]

What do you wish to know of wolves?

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[predictor]

If they're actually here. Why they're here. Are they a pack. What do they hunt.

[text]

[rickon]

me i have a wolf
he is big
he can bite you if you dont behave

[text]

[predictor]

I bite back.

[WHY DO YOU HAVE A WOLF WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT]

[bloodplay]

There are multiple wolves on a spaceship, is what I'm taking away from this.

[predictor]

Apparently.
Still not sure why wolves on a spaceship are a good idea.
They might be pets.

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[onsilksheets]

[One thing that Bela has gathered from text is that people use it to hide something. She'd do it herself if it was necessary.]

Don't wish to show the ship what you look like, Mr. Birch?

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[predictor]

[He's already taking a note of this person, mentally running over the number, the words, and smirking to himself.]

Nothing wrong with a bit of medical privacy.

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[fuckinghysterical]

wolves?

youre not imagining things are you? [Because you're sounding a whole lot like one of her unitmates that used to hallucinate them, mister.]

out of curiosity though, what year was it, where you served in the military?

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[predictor]

Relatively sure. Had someone admit to having one as a pet already.

2012. Iraq.

[text]

[growling]

Wolves? You mean like actual wolves?

[ Not actually a stupid question in the context of being a figurative wolf, but that doesn't stop it from sounding redundant. ]

[text]

[predictor]

Wolves. Actual wolves. Being kept as pets.

[There is something rotten in the state of Denmark.]

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[puppydogeyes]

We can always use more hands on SEC.
Especially with skillsets like that.
Mind meeting me in person?

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[predictor]

Not a set to brag about, just your military basics.
Give me a location. I'll see that I make it.

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[spitfiery]

Someone has a dog. I've yet to see anything large and feral, however.

[ she thinks she rather likes it better that way. ]

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[predictor]

Dogs I can deal with, dogs are tamed.
Wolves come in packs. They hunt and track and when they get hungry enough, they turn to people.
Already heard one person admit to having one as a pet.

[It's like an episode of Fatal Attractions.]

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[learnedtosmile]

Good to have you on board. I'm John Blake, police detective back home. Edgeworth might pepper you with questions, but Tyke is the one you want to talk to.

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[predictor]

Sir yes sir. [... Oops. Sarcasm. He meant to tone that down, honestly] TYKE have a number I should be on the lookout for?

[abrahamic]

this place is really canine-friendly. lupine-friendly?

the wolves are really huge, too.

[predictor]

Lupine. Figured as much.

[w h a t]

Huge.

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[bring_em_down]

I didn't hear that much about the security division. Do they have any requirements or limits that you know of?

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[predictor]

Nothing solid, got an offer to meet up and another telling me to talk to a guy.

[Who might know a guy who might know another guy... yeah. He's not really trusting anything, yet.]

[wolfinthesnow]

Why would you like to know, ser?

[predictor]

Just wanna make sure this isn't a pack and hunting issue.

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[mathematically]

Define have.

And define wolf.

[ ...lydia. ]

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[predictor]

Have. To possess; own; contain. Have.

Wolf. Four legs; covered in fur; carnivorous mammals; genus Canus, family Canidae; C. lupus; primarily hunt in packs in uninhabited areas of the Northern Hemisphere. Wolf.

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[ownership]

Wolves are bothersome animals. Most onboard the Tranquility are not feral, however. [ Well, okay, she's met one, but whatever. Animals are stupid and she's met feral animals, so they're not really worth the paranoia unless they try and kill you!!!

A beat, then Rosella cocks her head. ] Is your current state of previous military affiliation a result of your weakness?

[ Which is maybe a more offensive way of asking what's exacty wrong with you. ]

permatext; omg I'm so sorry my notifs got completely messed up D:

[predictor]

Takes more than a handful of generations to breed the wild out. Not exactly buying it.

[He has to pause for a moment, and you can be sure he just chuckled at the way that question was phrased.

He loves people with a bit of backbone.]

Wouldn't write it off as weakness. But yeah.

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[wont]

[ This is what appears to be a princess. And with the princess, is a big fucking wolf. That, my friend, is not your average Canis lupis.

That is Canis dirus. Aka, a direwolf. ]

I cannot speak for the ship entire, but there are a numbered six to the Stark direwolves. All born to the same litter. [ In other words: pack. ]

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[predictor]

Six. You guys are letting a litter of six wolves roam the ship. Six, really?
You do realize that's more than enough for them to form a proper hunting party right?

[HE IS TAKING DOWN YOUR NUMBER, LADY. AND AVOIDING THAT ROOM LIKE ALL HELL.]

[northerner]

I and those within my house possess a direwolf each. To what purpose do you ask of them?

[ says the king in the north, with grey wind's bulk at his side. the wolf's golden eyes gleam, regarding the lens with eerily human interest. ]

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[predictor]

How many in your house? Also assuming that guy's one of them huh?
Personal inquiry.

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[51stcentury]

Sure we've got a security division. Looks like Tyke's pretty much got that covered though.

What service were you in, soldier?

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[predictor]

She the one I'm meeting up with then?

[He's already figured as much, but hey. Might as well get confirmation.]

Military. Trained in Fort Bliss, 1st Armored.