( 01 ) video ♧ and if we don’t live to be old and faint

[became]

[ oh hello, giant creepy spaceship. have a shiny, shiny smile directed your way. said shiny smile is attached to a freakishly put together looking gentleman. dapper, one might call him. ]

So... space, huh? [ neal adjusts his cuffs-- he's wearing a suit (a real suit: classic, 50's style devore, for any suit buffs) because fuck that jumpsuit crap right in the ear-- fussily, smile dropping wattage just a tiny bit. ] Does anyone want to catch me up a little more on that, out of curiosity? Because I have to admit, other than the bits and pieces I caught wandering around the first day I have no idea what's going on.

Anyway, come on. Help a new guy out, anybody? [ smile ratcheting up another few notches. aaaaaand HOLY CHARM BATMAN. doesn't everyone watching just want to drop everything and help? (yes. your answer is yes.) ] I'll owe you one.

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video; lmao i didn't even catch that HAVEN'T MANAGED IT IS

[became]

[ he whistles at that. he knows exactly the kind of money that resides in westchester, okay. ] Manhattan, myself. Definitely not 1962. In fact, last time I checked it was 2011.

[became]

Well, that's... certainly a recommendation for it.

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[ the brains, he has too. SHHH IT'S A SECRET. kind of. ]

Name your pound of flesh.

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[became]

I'll keep that in mind. Guessing you've been around a little while longer than me, then?

[became]

What kind of supplies are we talking about?

[ ACTUALLY INTERESTED HERE. neal's a michelin chef in his spare time/for cons, okay. ]

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[darkholme]

[She alllllmost says something about it being old money, and not even her family's old money, technically, but- Well, let him be impressed.]

You're from the future? Groovy. [!!!!! Wait. Suddenly very serious. But trying not to be.] --And, ah. So did World War III ever happen? You know, after the whole Cuban Missile Crisis.

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[wiretap]

[ Well. When that reveals itself, you may find this Everest exceedingly easier to climb, Mr. Caffrey. ]

on accounts.

[51stcentury]

"Everything", huh? That's gonna be a lot of talking on my part. Just what terse Good Samaritan are you talking about? Maybe I can try and put what they're saying into layman's terms. You know. Man to man. [It isn't really an innuendo or a suggestion, but somehow Jack makes it sound like one anyway]

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[goingsilent]

I came in with the first wave, about a month ago. We weren't really expecting more to show up, as you may have noticed.

[ugh i meant to say this is audio sorry]

[lovesfaygo]

You should eat some with me, it sends you to the motherfucking miracle world with rainbows and shit.

[ There's a few seconds of silence, and then Gamzee continues. ]

Sometimes you can just stare at things for fucking hours, bro. This pie is a motherfucking miracle.

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[sexting]

[ Cambridge's great taste doesn't just stop at her shoes. She's also got a rather good eye for dresses (as evidenced by the sassy - yes, sassy little Michael Kors number she's currently sporting). And people. Quite a collector of pretty things, is our Cambridge. ]

An actual Sy Devore suit? I'm terribly impressed. [ she really, really, genuinely is. ] I think I shall have to introduce you to a dear friend of mine... Oh! [ She sits a little straighter in her chair, suddenly caught on an idea that seems to have struck her from nowhere, before leaning towards the video feed and inclining her head curiously. ] I don't suppose you'd let me try the blazer on one day, perhaps?

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'Groovy'. [ BUT HE'S NOT MAKING FUN OF YOU, RAVEN. that's just really cute, okay? ] Unless your history is different than mine, no World War III. Korea and Vietnam, yes, but not another world war.

I SAW NOTHING ELSE neal is forever vidya

[became]

...This pie wouldn't happen to have marijuana in it, would it?

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[became]

[ ask neal how many languages he speaks, sometime. he's the world's best read and most accomplished high school dropout, apparently. his skill list only lacks 'turning into a unicorn'. oh, and 'has a well-honed sense of self-preservation'. ]

Deal.

text; at least 24-48 hours later.

[wiretap]

[ For a very, very long while there is no response from Aberdeen. She's moved on to bigger and better things but during one of the later hours of the passing 'evening' cycle, another message comes. ]

how much is your suit worth?

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[darkholme]

-- what? Do people not say groovy anymore? [she's blushing anyway baaah, also because she's the most relieved ever.] Good! That's fantastic! Not-- Not about Vietnam and Korea, but the lack of World Wars. Wow.

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[became]

[ oh, neal sees that dress, and he's openly in approval. you remind him of sara a bit, cambridge; the dress sense, and then a little bit around the eyes. this is a good thing. ]

I have more, but they're all not on the spaceship. I'm letting myself wear it for a couple days, then I'm in the market for some nice slacks and a shirt. [ because wearing one suit OVER AND OVER WITH NO RESPITE is a: boring and b: will kill the suit faster. neal will never kill this suit. NEVER. ] Any friend of yours... [ he lets the sentence trail off. point: made. flirting: also made. ] I think we could work something out.

text; HE JUST CHOKED ON HIS OWN SPIT

[became]

[ oh HALE no. ]

More than one IOU. Why?

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You could always bring it back. [ oh my god raven be cuter. seriously. ] Right on the cusp of history, huh?

voice;

[became]

Okay, a month between people showing up. I'm going to take a safe bet and guess next month, we'll do it again.

text; AND SHE HEARD IT.

[wiretap]

trying to figure out the measure of a favor to you.

[became]

Aberdeen, apparently. [ but neal knows an alias when he hears one. or sees one typed, as the case may be. ] And I could do with a little hand-holding through it.

[ oh my god neal stop meeting shameless with shameless. ]

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[darkholme]

Maybe I will.

-- But, so. So what about mutant integration? I mean, after that it must have happened, right? I bet it's not even a big deal anymore, by 2011. Wow, fifty years. Does everyone just know?

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[sexting]

Sadly, there's rather a dearth of good clothing on board; you may have to borrow something off one of the more sartorially impressive of our fellow passengers. The aforementioned friend of mine might have something that could tide you over until we dock at the next station. [ She smiles brightly; Oxford is pretty much her favourite topic to talk about right now. ] His name's John, but I do believe he's been introducing himself as Oxford. He's the one currently sporting a rather fetching steel grey Hugo Boss ensemble. Brown haired, blue-eyed fellow. Never wears a bloody tie. [ HELL YES Cambridge describes people based on their clothes. It's what she notices first, quite frankly.

Seemingly satisfied with 'we could work something out' she sits back in her seat, folding her fingers in her lap and swinging a little idly in her chair. ]

I've always appreciated an impressive piece of tailoring, especially when it's vintage. [ A pause. ] Have you ever worn a silk-lined jacket on bare skin?

[ a seemingly innocent question - her dress is sleeveless, after all! - but nevertheless heavily laden with all manner of suggestiveness. ]

[lovesfaygo]

What's marijuana?

[ There's your answer, Neal. It's a no. ]