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- !npc: crew of the scylla,
- alex shepherd,
- alex summers | au,
- angel,
- arya stark,
- carolyn fry,
- cillian quinn,
- dean winchester,
- derek hale,
- hal yorke,
- heather mason,
- heine rammsteiner,
- hikaru sulu (xi),
- irene adler (2009),
- jaye rinnark,
- jayne cobb,
- john casey,
- josh levison,
- kara "starbuck" thrace,
- lauren reed,
- lydia martin,
- marty mikalski,
- matthew keller,
- montgomery "scotty" scott (xi),
- natasha romanoff,
- nathan petrelli,
- nathan young,
- pavel chekov (xi),
- peter petrelli | au,
- river tam,
- robb stark,
- scott mccall,
- stefan salvatore,
- stiles stilinski,
- takeshi,
- thorin oakenshield,
- tony stark
001 | video
[The feed crackles on to show a man leaning in close to the camera over some kind of console. Everything about him seems dry and harsh, from the lines of his features to the colour of his eyes, like too much sun and dust has sapped all the softness out of him. And his voice — when he finally speaks after a long moment of simply looking silently at the camera — is a light, husky tone, rough-edged.]
Tranquility. [A pause.] I am Felix Laurens, I am captain of the Scylla. My crew and I are boarding this vessel. We will take what we want from it, and then we will leave.
[A very long pause, where he seems to be considering something, looking at the camera silently.]
Keep out of our way and you won't be harmed.
[And with that, he's done with the message. He turns and walks away from the camera, revealing a view of the room behind him — though much smaller and less well-kept, it's a clear match to the shuttle bay. Part of a blonde head ducks into view after Laurens finishes speaking, clearly trying to find the 'off' switch for the console.]
Did he just—every time. Every fucking time.
[That remark garners him a bony elbow to the ribs, sneaking in from just out of sight to jab hard at his exposed side, voice quiet but still impatient.] Shut up. [Extending her arm out a little more to jab at the console, Hayes severs the transmission.]
Tranquility. [A pause.] I am Felix Laurens, I am captain of the Scylla. My crew and I are boarding this vessel. We will take what we want from it, and then we will leave.
[A very long pause, where he seems to be considering something, looking at the camera silently.]
Keep out of our way and you won't be harmed.
[And with that, he's done with the message. He turns and walks away from the camera, revealing a view of the room behind him — though much smaller and less well-kept, it's a clear match to the shuttle bay. Part of a blonde head ducks into view after Laurens finishes speaking, clearly trying to find the 'off' switch for the console.]
Did he just—every time. Every fucking time.
[That remark garners him a bony elbow to the ribs, sneaking in from just out of sight to jab hard at his exposed side, voice quiet but still impatient.] Shut up. [Extending her arm out a little more to jab at the console, Hayes severs the transmission.]
[voice] homewrecker
Prob'ly helps them sleep at night. Is it really stealing if they're taking it from people who don't own it in the first place?
...and if any of you are still listening to this, the answer is yes. Douchebags.
[voice] NO U
Makes me wonder how many people they've left high and dry out in the middle of deep space.
It'd be a pretty shitty way to go.
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But there's not point being all depressing about it, so she keeps that to herself.]
So we politely but firmly decline their offer to help us find out first-hand. Hey, you got a gun? I wanna hang on to my handgun but I've got a shotgun you can borrow if you want.
[Yes, that is her idea of politely but firmly.]
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I can borrow the shotgun?
[what
what
its been forever since he got to hold a shotgun]
Aren't you two married or something?
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[Can you hear her rolling her eyes Alex because she so is.]
Thing's not as important to me as you are, you schmuck. Just make sure you both come back to me in one piece.
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[zero humor in that, Shepherd. She's going to look forty by the end of the year with the amount of worrying over you she's been doing.]
You still in your room? I can bring it by.
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Sure am. I'll stay put for you.
Careful in the halls, huh?
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except she wouldn't hork you up and try to stamp on you.She just wants the Doing Better to keep happening and not involve any bullets in you, okay?]As a virgin on her wedding night. I'll see you in about ten.
[And she disconnects, radio silence until she's knocking on his door.]
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Recovery has a lot of faucets, and he's using more than one.
He still needs to eat more burgers, but whatever. Small details.]
Haven't been forced to walk the plank or anything stupid yet?
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[Cute hair, Alex. And she's been spending a little too much time with a certain someone, maybe, because she's rocking forward to kiss his cheek before she remembers whoa hey they don't do that, and tries to cover for it by throwing the arm that isn't holding a shotgun around him for a one-armed awkward sibling hug. Pat pat.]
You're looking unusually okay. You should try this sleeping thing more, it's nice on you.
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It's almost a good thing I got my ass kicked so hard. Actually made me re-learn some proper sleeping skills.
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those don't sound like the words of a man who doesn't remember what happened to him, and she shifts her grip on the shotgun to something a little more possessive as she steps into his room. Damn right she's not sharing her toys unless he levels with her.]
Uh huh. You know, I'm starting to reconsider whether you should be allowed out there. Since that whole last episode is such a blur and everything.
[ :|||| ]
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[3:^|
Actually, now that he's recently learned the two are gone--three, really, with Joe--it's been something good to bring up on a rainy day. So he winces at the more than obvious tone Heather's pulling and sits down slowly on his bed with a huff.]
Alright. So maybe it wasn't such a blur.
[#sudden complete honesty go]
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You gonna tell me about it?
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Do you remember a little family here — Sara and her son? Cid?
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["You got the same freckles like my mom. Are you a farmer?" he'd asked, and given her a little crisis when she realized she basically was. And he'd listened patiently as she tried to explain the difference between stuff adults SAY is important - like brushing one's hair - and what really is, like staying in safe areas and not talking to strangers, and disregarded just about everything except what he'd seen as permission to throw out his comb.
Cute, but he must have been a handful.]
She seemed good. Strong, you know?
[Pronounced carefully, because if he says Sara was involved Heather'll feel like such a tool.]
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Up here.
[He taps his temple. He feels bad, seeing her respond to their names like that; it means this is about to get really awkward and maybe a little depressing.]
I was investigating a figure and ran into a guy named Joe. Unfortunately, Cid ran in on the scene, kinda got the wrong idea about me having a gun out. I think when he tripped, he just — panicked. Before I knew it, I was against the ceiling spitting blood.
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ALEX PLEASE
SOMETIMES A GIRL NEEDS A LITTLE EASING INTO IT YOU KNOW
so there's just a stretch of silence while her eyebrows make a run for her hairline but her face stays otherwise mostly impassive. It explains a lot of things; why Alex had been such a butt about keeping the details to himself, why Sara had all of a sudden gotten edgier than usual. And, on some level, why she'd taken to Cid the way she did. Contrary to how it must seem sometimes, Heather doesn't like children very much. Too many memories of the vicious, evil little shits they can be. The pack mentality, the way they can be crueller than any adult would imagine and then turn on the sweetness when someone tried to hold them accountable. No, children in general are awful - it's the damaged ones, the broken and the lonely and the strange that she takes a shine to.]
Huh.
[Give her a minute to process, okay.]
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[Nope, he's lying it all out there. He doesn't see a point in doing it any other way, especially considering she wanted to know what the hell happened. This just probably wasn't what she was expecting, really; he can't blame her there.]
I, uh. Promised not to say anything.
Didn't wanna put that sort of eye on the kid, in a place like this.