ataraxion | 002. Sebastian Moran in: Colonel Moran's Jungle Adventure: Narrated by Sebastian Moran

[ Interesting thing about Sebastian Moran: he absolutely loves a good jungle. It doesn't matter what type, so long as it's interesting and He considers the Tranquility a jungle within itself, really, if jungles were composed of oddly mismatched architecture. The entire ship has offered him plenty of room to explore, though, and he's finally discovered the oxygen gardens.

He knows full well that there's not anything of the nasty, sharp-toothed, razor-clawed nature lurking in the gardens, but it's nice to be back in a familiar environment, so he's incredibly cheerful, whistling some semblance of a tune when the recording begins, his eyes scanning his surroundings beyond the view of the device. Suddenly, he stops his whistling and cracks a grin. ]

Damn. That'll be stuck up there all day now. [ He taps his temple. ] How far does all this go on, then? It doesn't seem nearly deep enough for my tastes.

[ Oh, another interesting thing about Sebastian Moran, by the way: he really loves to hear himself talk. Which means that for the next few minutes, the lot of you have to him narrate his own mini documentary. And his voice is not nearly as calming as Morgan Freeman's. ]

Maybe we'll catch a tiger, eh? [ He chuckles. ]

Damn near impossible to catch one of 'em by the toe and live to tell the tale, in case you ever wondered. They've got razor sharp claws that retract, five inches long on most of 'em. You'd probably be better off putting your head between their jaws and saving 'em the trouble of shredding you to bits.

[He continues on in this manner for five more minutes or so, rattling off strangely gorey facts about tigers and other beasties and jungles in the world's cockiest tone until--

The scheduled "rain" for the lower levels of the garden begins to fall heavily, instantly soaking him and mostly shutting him up beyond hushed swears as he fumbles to turn the device off. Thanks, Tranquility. ]

{OOC| I would like to apologize. Also, tags will come from

tigers because I changed his username yes good.}

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[ And he probably shouldn't be so open to complimenting a tiger, but he is, and he's rarely so sincere. He can respect a clever human being, but you really have to dig through the dull ones to find one. All tigers are clever, though, so an exceptionally clever tiger is even better.

He lowers his gun, but doesn't put it away and doesn't relax. A clever animals means something clever enough to wait until you let your guard down to attack. ]

Seems you know it too. [ Good god, he's holding a conversation with a tiger. ] Keep your claws to yourself and we'll call this one a draw, shall we?

[ This time the noise is a little more annoyed, the expression on her face rather unimpressed. Excuse you, she doesn't do draws.

Still, she takes a few steps out of the foliage -- claws hidden, lips covering her teeth. Jaye tilts her head, looking at him, waiting for more. ]

There we are. [ He would have been disappointed if she had accepted the draw, although it's....it's pretty weird that she seems to understand him perfectly. Still, mustn't question too much, right? I mean, it's a tiger.

He grins and calmly backs up a few paces, eyes still glued onto the tiger. ]

Never trust a draw, eh, beautiful? You always end up with someone else's claws or bullet in your back. What's you next move, then?

[ Her tail twitches behind her and she steps out the rest of the way. Tails are, after all, a good indicator of how a feline is feeling. Might as well let him see hers, even if her next move is to stretch...

...and flop down on the ground, rolling over to look at him. Yes hello compliment her more please. ]

[ His hand does tense around his gun when she stretches forward. Not that the tail gives him any indication of an attack, but this is an exceptionally clever tiger. Can never be too careful.

He chuckles when she rolls over, though. You are something else, Jaye. He would be happy to compliment you more. ]

Charming. How am I meant to shoot you when you're doing that, eh?

[ He can't tell if he's talking to the tiger or to himself anymore, but he catches sight of the broken up stripe on her foreleg and he just finds it so odd and uncharacteristic of an ordinary tiger's stripes that he has to comment. ]

How do you manage that?

[ Oh well good, he's not going to shoot her. She lets out another pleased noise, rubbing her head against the ground, paws dangling up in the air.

But of course he manages to see the broken stripe revealing her number, and Jaye rolls over onto her side, casually hiding that foreleg as she yawns. Boring story, you clearly don't want to hear it. ]

002. Sebastian Moran in: Colonel Moran's Jungle Adventure: Narrated by Sebastian Moran

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