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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Intuition.

you so don't have any of that

Says who? I've intuition to spare.

jungle intuition isn't the same as emotional intuition. not that you have either i'm just saying.

That hits right in the heart. Quite painful.

sorry chum

And that one in the gut. You've wounded me far too many times, chum. I thought we had something special.

you're extra sensitive today quit it

Edited (4am is hard) 2012-10-07 09:40 (UTC)

Does it bother you?

bother is a strong word.

Not as strong as 'irritate'.

well it's not doing either i just don't get why you're being so sensitive

You've wounded me, of course. Broken my heart. Cracked it right down the middle. Pieces missing and all.

gosh golly, I had no idea my words had such an effect on you, Mr. Moran.

I shall never recover.

well then my work here is done.

Oh, Wichita, I thought we were chums.

[ HA

HAHA

HA ]

every chumship goes through rough patches, ...chum. we'll be alright.

I would certainly hate to see our chumship decline so quickly.

oh, me too. for sure. you know what else would end our chumship though? you getting eaten by a tiger. which would really be your own fault. now who's the one risking our chumship.

I won't be eaten by a tiger. Sliced to ribbons, perhaps, but eaten? Hardly. And neither are going to happen here.

well good. i guess.

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

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