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

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[ 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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voice;

[goingsilent]

It seems like it has something to do with the ship making long-distance jumps. Both sets of new arrivals turned up after one.

video;

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...Mutant integration? [ neal blinks for a second, looking genuinely unsure if raven is screwing with him or not. ]

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A drug. Are there other drugs in this pie?

text; oh god aberdeen ilu.

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Not the suit.

...these were totally all video from neal >.> AHEM.

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Jumps, right. I saw that in... [ neal trails off for a moment, squinting at the screen and then shaking his head, laughing. ] Sorry, still acclimating to this whole thing.

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I think we may have already met. [ actually, neal's fairly sure they have, but why not let cambridge reintoduce them. ] He wasn't in the suit when I saw him, but I can believe he's a Huge Boss man. [ ...cambridge, do you ever Do Crime because neal is js, he maybe wants to marry you. or just roll on his belly and beg for attention, one of those. ]

I have. [ cat ate the canary smile just for you, cambridge. and sure, the words are innocent, but neal's quirked eyebrow and slight grin says there's not a whole lot of naked he hasn't felt silk on. ]

text; NO U.

[wiretap]

how many favors is it worth?

hypothetically.

[51stcentury]

Huh. Never met them. Obviously I need to get up to more socializing.

Alright, then. [such a wide grin. oh neal, he loves it when they flirt back, don't encourage him, they'll have Ianto coming in to reprimand jack soon enough if things get too out of hand] We'll take it one step at a time. You woke up in one of those gravity couches, covered in goo, same as the rest of us, yeah? Pretty sure I remember your face from the people I first talked to there.

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[lovesfaygo]

Well

It's motherfucking sopor slime.

Trolls aren't supposed to eat it but I do anyway. It's the motherfucking best, brother. Honk.

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[sexting]

[ well, Neal, there are some who would argue that the Order is criminal on an international scale - the kind of crime that will never be brought to justice. Cambridge doesn't particularly subscribe to that train of thought but she's certainly not naive to think that their actions are legal - but she would hardly call them criminal. They tend to fall under the bracket of 'Other'.

...And rolling on your belly and begging for attention would probably work wonders, just sayin'. And god damn does she appreciate a well-crafted smug smile, Neal. A smile like that is speaking her language more than mere words ever will. ]

I do like a person who enjoys their suits.

[ god, meet a fellow, wash the goo out of your eyes, suggest rubbing your naked selves in his priceless suit. If there's something wrong here Cambridge doesn't want to know. ]

voice | fff i have been doing that all week

[goingsilent]

Don't worry. It gets easier as you go. Before long, you'll be discussing xenobiology and running engine calibrations like a professional.

[coffeeking]

Whatever kind you want to request and are readily available. Not just food, either. I assume the captain might say no to some things, but some idiot already stole away on the shuttle and got his hands on a chainsaw, so...

VIDEO - Aaaah. I haven't had internet in a while, ily bby.

[consulting]

[ Reflection? Exhibiting signs of missing people, not entirely uncommon for those fresh out of the stasis tube. He leans forward. he partly wished Neal and he would have met in person. ]

As do you, surely.

[ A quote? He searches momentarily. Familiar, something Mycroft probably read, sounded like Thich Nhat Hanh if he was being honest, but he wasn't entirely sure. Quoted from memory, Sherlock observes. He decides on Shaw ] The possibilities are numerous once we decide to act and not react.

[ He's going to let that pop culture refrence slide, mostly because he doesn't know it ]

Introductions are well due, or should I simply try to refer to you by the crimes I'm about to deduce you've committed? We do need more of the criminal classes on board - I was beginning to get bored.

VIDEO - YOU'RE BACK NOW THOUGH /leaps on this tag

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[ neal likes the communicators. they add another element of control; i shift this way, the play of light over my face changes just enough to help build a lie. lying to a camera is harder, in certain ways. ]

Well, I wouldn't say smug... I usually go with confident.

[ but smug fits nicely. they taught a class on how really fucking awesome he is at crime, come on. who wouldn't be smug?

neal quirks one eyebrow at the shaw-- and the entirely spot-on assessment-- pursing his lips and returning with some emerson instead of replying right off. ] Everyone hides his real character, and reveals it by hiding.

Speaking of: who said I was a criminal? I know the recession has a lot of people in trouble, but hedge fund managers are still operating on the technical right side of the law.

[ neal was a hedge fund manager once for real, trufax.

...he robbed all his clients blind, right. never mind then. ]

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I have to be honest with you, I don't know what any of that meant.

text; /rubs my face all over your tags

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Short of life and death trades? There aren't enough favors.

video | god, me too.

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Or I could become ship's cook and let people who throw around words like xenobiology do what they do best.

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She doesn't actually strike me as someone I would call social. [ not a criticism! no, neal would call it a challenge. ]

You liked my suit. [ between the two of them, the whole ship may explode from charm. ] Good taste.

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At least we won't starve, right?

text; /builds a nest in all of yours o 3 o

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why is it so important?

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[lovesfaygo]

[ Fine, then, Neal. Gamzee's gonna motherfucking show you. He fumbles with the communicator until he clicks the video: grey-skinned, horned, fanged, and holding a neon pile of slime. ]

Motherfuckin' pie, brother.

voice;

[goingsilent]

Honestly? That's always been my approach too. [ A pause and then curiously: ] Are you any good at cooking?

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I don't really know how to put this delicately, so I'm sorry for that in advance.

What are you?

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I'm a passionate sponsor of protecting pieces of history.

[ because june gave it to him, essentially. and because the last jumpsuit anyone required him to wear was orange, and he's not doing that again without a fight. ]