john ( oxford ) buchanan. (
romanticism) wrote in
ataraxion2013-03-23 12:31 am
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[ The video clicks on to show Oxford - or at least his top half, bare shoulders and all, looking distinctly comfortable and lazy, reclining in a bed. Cambridge's bed, to be specific, as this is where has been spending the majority of his time since returning to the ship. Having kept a decidedly low profile, he has finally decided to be a little more sociable, and is being sociable in a preferred and characteristic style of mild exhibitionism. Spending too much time with Cambridge is clearly rubbing off on him. ]
Good day to you all abroad this fine vessel, [ he's smiling, ambiguously, though his voice is dripping with obvious sarcasm ] I hope you've all been experiencing relative amounts of peace recently, though I sincerely doubt it.
My name is John Buchanan, though some of you will already know me as Oxford - and those of you who don't, will, if you don't mind. Little preferences and all. Since arriving here initially with the first jump, I have now been deposited home twice and returned to the ship three times. [ He lifts his arm to show his tattoo, now showing the number 16 instead of its previous 5. ] It would be nice if I could stay in one place or the other, but apparently the ship is very temperamental over whether it likes me or not.
[ For a moment his gaze leaves the camera feed to look at something - someone - elsewhere in the room, meaningfully, before turning his attention back to his contribution to the network. ]
In any case, I hear that a few of my possessions have been passed on to others on the ship, which is, naturally, quite fair, given that I was gone. I'm not here to ask for them back, specifically, just hoping that perhaps we could share the items. Mr... [ he glances away, questioningly ] Yorke? I believe you have some of my books. If I could borrow back one or two of them at some point, I would be most grateful.
[ He thinks, for a moment. ]
Actually, I lied. I wouldn't mind taking my shirts back, Chapel, provided that you haven't defaced them in some way to match your questionable clothing style. As you can see, I'm a little lacking in the clothing department at the moment.
[ HEY CHAPEL DID YOU THINK YOU WERE GOING TO GET AWAY WITH NOT KNOWING OXFORD WHILE HE NAKEDLY LOUNGES IN CAMBRIDGE'S BED nope ]
Thank you very much for your time. I wish you all a pleasant day.
[ PRIVATE; filtered to TYKE. ]
I was wondering if you and I might have a word, at your earliest convenience. Face to face, preferably. I know you've been a little busy, and I wasn't quite in the right frame of mind after the jump to ask you.
[ Also Cambridge is nosy: "... I understand that you're trying to have a private conversation but I can see you, you know." ]
Yes, my dear, that's why I'm asking to meet her elsewhere.
( ooc; sorry to be that buttface who posts and runs
but i am posting and running
(or else this post would just NEVER HAPPEN)
g'night y'all ♥ )
Good day to you all abroad this fine vessel, [ he's smiling, ambiguously, though his voice is dripping with obvious sarcasm ] I hope you've all been experiencing relative amounts of peace recently, though I sincerely doubt it.
My name is John Buchanan, though some of you will already know me as Oxford - and those of you who don't, will, if you don't mind. Little preferences and all. Since arriving here initially with the first jump, I have now been deposited home twice and returned to the ship three times. [ He lifts his arm to show his tattoo, now showing the number 16 instead of its previous 5. ] It would be nice if I could stay in one place or the other, but apparently the ship is very temperamental over whether it likes me or not.
[ For a moment his gaze leaves the camera feed to look at something - someone - elsewhere in the room, meaningfully, before turning his attention back to his contribution to the network. ]
In any case, I hear that a few of my possessions have been passed on to others on the ship, which is, naturally, quite fair, given that I was gone. I'm not here to ask for them back, specifically, just hoping that perhaps we could share the items. Mr... [ he glances away, questioningly ] Yorke? I believe you have some of my books. If I could borrow back one or two of them at some point, I would be most grateful.
[ He thinks, for a moment. ]
Actually, I lied. I wouldn't mind taking my shirts back, Chapel, provided that you haven't defaced them in some way to match your questionable clothing style. As you can see, I'm a little lacking in the clothing department at the moment.
[ HEY CHAPEL DID YOU THINK YOU WERE GOING TO GET AWAY WITH NOT KNOWING OXFORD WHILE HE NAKEDLY LOUNGES IN CAMBRIDGE'S BED nope ]
Thank you very much for your time. I wish you all a pleasant day.
[ PRIVATE; filtered to TYKE. ]
I was wondering if you and I might have a word, at your earliest convenience. Face to face, preferably. I know you've been a little busy, and I wasn't quite in the right frame of mind after the jump to ask you.
[ Also Cambridge is nosy: "... I understand that you're trying to have a private conversation but I can see you, you know." ]
Yes, my dear, that's why I'm asking to meet her elsewhere.
( ooc; sorry to be that buttface who posts and runs
but i am posting and running
(or else this post would just NEVER HAPPEN)
g'night y'all ♥ )

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Also, we don't check in with old friends now?
[ OXFORD ;; ]
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[ mourn. he means mourn. ]
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Also, are there no hair growing inhibitors available in space? What I wouldn't do to see you looking like a civilised member of society permanently.
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You can come get your shit whenever, by the way. I promise all of it's intact—and really, Cambridge would have killed me if I ruined any of it, so.
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Which is to say, I hope you will forgive me for the obvious transgression of not checking in with you, my dear. I honestly don't know what must have come over me. [ Were he in Jenna's company he would do that silly thing of taking her hand meaningfully, except he really does mean it, because he's Oxford. ] I hope you'll tell me some way of making it up to you.
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[ ie: nothing to forgive, my space brotha. ]
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voice; oh hello
Consider them yours. I suppose I should thank you for your good taste, and... [ welcome back? doesn't quite fit. ] My condolences on your return to the ship.
voice; halloooo :>
voice; HI sorry mini-not-hiatus
[ and, because it's the inevitable question: ]
Oxford and Cambridge? [ there's a spark of good humor to the otherwise polite tone. exactly how much he's asking is up for grabs - he noticed the off-screen distraction and confirmation of his own name, but it could just be yet another jab at the nicknames. ]
voice; NO WORRIES it's all cool
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It was very normal. Nothing changed, and I remembered nothing of the ship. Now that I'm here again, it feels almost as though I never left, even though I know it's been a few months.
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[ Lauren's likely more astonished by that than she should be, and she's fully aware, which is why she clears her throat after a few seconds. ] But you've obviously become quite comfortable in your surroundings all over again. Though i'm not entirely sure if that's reassuring or worrisome, really.
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[ he really does have a real name, then. considering he met cambridge by hassling him about it, he's bemused. ]
Right. Erm. Welcome back.
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even though he doesn't yet know who you are ]
Thank you. [ "welcome" ] Forgive me for being presumptuous, you sound a little surprised by me.
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[ that sure wasn't a complete sentence. what he's trying to say is he was expecting someone less naked. ]
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