ataraxion | ╰xx7╮[video]

[ The video comes into focus on Bells, kicked back on his bed surrounded by a pile of clothes and a pair of old sneakers haphazardly balanced on the edge. He's slowly unfolding a piece of paper as he speaks. ]

Soooo, uh. Sometimes I wonder if whoever's in charge of this boat has a sick sense of humor. Don't get me wrong—most of the time, I just don't give a damn. But there's messed up shit on top of everything else we're dealing with. Then, we get to the jump and-- [ A scoff, he begins to read: ]

What is safe sex? [ Bells makes a face. ] It's the use of condoms and water-based lubricants as well as a range of other things you can do during sex to help reduce the risk of catching or passing sexually transmitted... Yeah, okay. This is the kind of junk that ends up in someone's locker?

Who actually reads these things and takes 'em seriously? I mean. Look. [ He oh-so-generously brings the pamphlet up to show this image before turning to this one. ]

If I was gonna pick up anything, it wouldn't be, uh, whatever this syphi-thing is. Besides, it's telling me where to get condoms, and I'm pretty sure there's no supermarket around here. Actually, I don't know what that is either. [ He pauses, leaning forward to dig through his stuff to withdraw a small colorful bottle. He shakes it back and forth, almost enticingly. ]

But I did get a few of these. This one's bubble gum. Whatever that is. I guess you can eat it? [ Bells pauses, trying not to laugh. ] Anyone wanna trade some stuff? I'll even give you this weird instruction manual for free.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Perhaps the ship thought you'd find it useful, or it's trying to tell you something.
Maybe it's just a strange, spaceship way of being helpful.
Think of the poor, deprived passengers who never receive anything from home.