ataraxion | fourth text message ✉ [ anonymous text ] ✉ i know what you're keeping

Such a secretive collection of people we find ourselves with on this ship. Has anyone ever thought about that? There's encryptions that prevent us from entering and seeing other people's secrets, of course, we all use them when we can, don't we? You can never be too careful with who finds out about the secrets you have. No one would look twice at some of you if they knew those dirty little skeletons hidden in there, isn't that right?

You don't answer that in front of everyone, they are hidden for a reason. But, personally I always found it less stressful to have someone know of at least one my secrets. Not a therapist because even they're not as confidential as you'd think they are but a person I know won't tell a soul about it.

I have an idea, Tranquility. Some of you might hate it, while others might love it. We have enough stress on this ship what with individuals appearing, disappearing, deaths, why add to it by having secrets hidden that you're holding all by yourself. If you want to let go of one or two or however many you need to for that tightness in your shoulders or your face go away. Tell me, either now or later by saying moretta, and I'll deanon and we can have a healthy sort of discussion and your secret will be so very safe with me.

Because unlike others, I know exactly how a secret, no matter how dirty, is supposed to be kept.

[ ooc | note about these, if you choose to have your charcter give irene a secret of theirs it will go here for my personal reference, but will still be said by your character in this post/their post. and irene is going to end up using these for a sort of "protection" where she'll threaten to expose the secret if your character crosses her/she needs them to do something very specific for her. ]

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Not much to trade here.

It's not nice to insult your fellow passengers by calling them stupid.

Because you'll shoot them before they get too close? Someone has an over-exaggerated sense of worth.

Perhaps later if I think you can keep your own secret about who this is.

It's not nearly as interesting as some I could imagine. I think I look nice in one of them. And it is fitting for what I'm asking. You can't deny that.

Something others do frequently.

You don't know if I frequently post not anonymously or not now do you?

That's exactly what I'm saying.

My lips will be effectively sealed in a manner of speaking.

And yes, just to relieve stress. No ulterior motives. I'm not one of those strange people who have powers that might bind you to me after you tell me the secret. One hundred percent human.

Pity. It tends to make it easier to think on your feet.

For now they are. I have a distinct feeling we may possibly run into each other without me in this disguise. Would you promise not to be too mad at what I said when that happens?

They can be such interesting ones, can't they? [ She gets that feel, Sark. Sometimes you gotta just stare at the hipsterdom and shake your head. ]

And why am I not surprised you do? [ #winning ] There there, Mr. Sark. You should know that I treat them like the precious gold they are. Even if perhaps my secrets were taken from some of your clients in my world at home. They have such loose lips and regrettably someone has to learn to keep the secret close. It might as well be me.

[ She breathes out a laugh. ] Of course they don't. They think of nothing but their own pathetic lives at home, why should that change here?

Not nice to be so stupid you put other people in danger either.

Do you?

Cute.

But no, I think the general definition of define isn't ever truly up for debate.

I might.

You didn't expect me to really answer, now did you?

Who is being so stupid that they're doing that? Beyond the idiot who keeps shooting people and things.

I merely find satisfaction in knowing that I've relieve someone of a burden they otherwise would have bore alone. No other real satisfaction enters the equation.

I am curious as to what definition you would have used.

And if it's not too forward I could say that I'd grow to love you saying that sort of thing.

[ ACTUAL HALF SERIOUSNESS THERE. four for you donna coco four for you. ]

Better lighting tends to help me think of elegance. Actual color. The basics would be acceptable here I suppose.

And isn't that a shame.

Hope you get your secrets.

[ohoh now that is interesting and makes her so dreadfully curious and she has to put as much security as she knows how on this call (which is quite a lot, she's a delightfully efficient legal assistant, after all) and tries.]

I am sure I'm flattered, darling anon. Though I would be more flattered if I knew who you were. I think we would be good friends.

[without a doubt, really. So she tilts her head and is delightfully amused.]

I won't say I've dabbled in the same, of course, but... [she's dabbled in the same. Not aesthetics, no, but blackmail, most certainly.]

I don't know. You're anonymous. That's the beauty of being anonymous. Whatever you say, I won't know it's you. You could be honest. Current behavior can explain past behavior. It's easy to broadcast anonymously. I'll just sit here and assume you have before.

I prefer not to ever land in a position where I need to.

[Though he can, when push comes to shove. But the second part makes him laugh a little.]

It would take a lot more than that to make me mad, my dear.

I'm in agreement. On that note, do you suppose there's a female version of him in some universe?

[ the important questions. ]

No, there isn't. It's inconvenient, really.

Admittedly, I am not overtly familiar with the sensation.

I'm still not sure anyone around here has all that good of intentions when it comes to anyone else.

Then perhaps I fall into my own gray area, as I have found that most humans take part in things, such as secrets, that provide no other purpose than to complicate an already delicate universe.

[ He's tempted... ]

I think I'm going to have to pass. My secrets are kind of
crazy

Lucky us, that ain't a secret.

I'm not a fan of secrets. I wouldn't trust me with yours if I were you

And it's only fitting if you can be trusted to keep your mouth on the button and not let the mask slip. All that gritting of teeth must be terribly taxing on the jaw. I'm more of a plague doctor mask fellow myself

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