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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More than.

[ Faith, do not get him started. ]

Lotta guys say that.

[ what was that? egg him on? kay. ]

And so few of 'em can actually prove it. 'Oh dear me, I appear to have missed my mark completely. The old war wound must be acting up today, pebble in my shoe, drawers were riding up'. There's always an excuse.

[ He would be happy to prove it, were she to ask. ]

So, what's yours gonna be?

[ :DDDD ]

I don't need one. I have to shot to back up my claim.

Yeah, heard that one too.

I've only two shots. Do I need to prove it?

If you want me to buy it, yeah.

Alright.

[Excuse him while he turns the camera to give you a view of the jungle behind him, Faith. ]

Pick a target, small as you like without getting ridiculous.

...seriously?

[ mostly she was being a brat BUT OKAY COOL. ] Okay, sure. See that... stump thing? Your right, down the line a bit-- 'bout six hundred yards? Middle of that.

[ AND SURE ENOUGH OH LOOK I HAVE MODDED A STUMP THING INTO BEING I HAVE THAT POWER. ]

Sucks to be you, by the way. I got plenty of shells for my shotgun.

Seriously.

[ He doesn't respond to the second bit. He just sets the camera up in such a way that she has a clear view because wow you're welcome, and he fires one shot. Of course, he hits his mark because shooting is like one of the only things he's really really great at.

Excuse him while he gives a little chuckle and returns to pick up the camera. ]

Heard that one too?

Not bad. I could do better, but not bad.

[ :D :D :D ]

[ :| :| :| ]

Somehow, I doubt it.

Just the facts.

I'd like to see the proof.

Shotgun, knives, or crossbow?

[ PLAYTIME WITH INSTRUMENTS OF VIOLENCE AND DEATH, WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE ]

[ WOW HE CAN'T DECIDE IF HE LIKES YOU OR JUST REALLY HATES YOU. ]

Shotgun should be sufficient.

Name the time and place, babe.

It's probably best I leave that up to you, isn't it? It's on your time.

...you don't think I can do it.

Oh, very good.

Chick thing, or you just like yourself that much?

What sort of gentleman would I be if I didn't admit that it's something to do with both?

'Least you own up to it. I could still wipe the floor with you, but hey. Everybody's gotta have a dream.

Who's dreaming? I've already far surpassed your skill, miss. I'm sure of it. I suspect you'll never catch up.

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