2.01 -- video;

[blunted]

[ this five month sojourn hasn't been kind to keller. he's dangerously underweight, gaunt as a motherfucker. somehow trimming his beard hasn't done much to improve his appearance. keller looks more or less unbothered by all of this, fingers tapping on the comm for a long moment before a smile flicks onto his face. ]

Leaves a lot to be desired, you know, this part. [ he gestures up and around at the medical bay. ] I forgot how much noise you people make.

[ keller's voice is rusty, low and grating. it's off just enough to be jarring, as if he's lost track of how to pitch his tone. his fingers tap against the comm again, beating out the tune of a song. ]

While I'm here, who's left? I heard half of you whining a couple weeks ago. That much hasn't changed, huh?

[ there's a breath of silence, keller's gaze skittering up and away, expression flickering into something unreadable. ]

Caffrey, you still kicking around? Give a guy a holler, yeah?

[ ooc | keller's been hanging out in the ship for five months, so he's a malnourished, dehydrated wreck and won't be leaving medical. dibs go to neal for first visit then it's open season for other shenanigans. ]

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[blunted]

So you really are fresh to the party. Christ, sorry I didn't come up with a welcome gift.

[ casually avoiding questions is go. ]

[suit]

[ urge to hit keller with sticks rising with every second. ]

Fresh is me coming in this jump. And your idea of a welcome gift is probably something I'd want to toss out of airlock.

You're not dead.

[blunted]

Bullshit, I've got good taste, Burke. Though judging from the ties you wear, I'm guessing you wouldn't know.

[ this just gets cattier and cattier ]

Obviously.

[suit]

I think we both know my definition, your definition and Neal's definition of taste never line up. Then again, I know a lot of things you don't know and my wife likes the ties and has better taste than you. So.

[ in the context of peter's canon point, that's just sad. but boys calm down. ]

You should be. There's no reason you should be alive according to everyone.

[blunted]

The lovely Mrs. Burke. She around too?

[ yes that will help the conversation. ]

Looks like everyone is wrong then, huh?

[suit]

You really think I'd tell you if she was?

[ let's just veer this conversation into the actual worst territory, no big deal. ]

Unfortunately. You never know, might end up being a truth eventually.

[blunted]

I think I'd find out anyway. Small ship, right?

[ lbr that's where keller lives. ]

Truths are negotiable, Burke. You should know that.

[suit]

Bigger than you'd— I'm not the one who got lost in it, so I'd say it's a little bigger than you think.

[ "lives". ]

When it comes to you, not really. You're actually pretty black and white when it comes to that.

[blunted]

Lost depends on your perspective.

[ rude ]

Calling me predictable? You could hurt a guy's feelings with shit like that.

[suit]

If you did it intentionally, you're less intelligent than you've already proven.

[ no fucks given, oops. ]

Considering they're your feelings, I think I'll keep on calling you predictable. Besides, it's not inaccurate.