voice

[humanistic]

[...there's a second of white noise, because-- well, this is weird. It's like online chatrooms, which Mitchell has never been keen on, to say the least. One on one communication hasn't been so bad--better, actually, considering he's been mostly holed up in his room, avoiding human/werewolf contact. But, right--necessity--]

If people are going t' go through those tubes and get onto that other ship, do their phones keep on working? These devices, I mean. Do they go that far? If they do, and if this can be heard over there, I'm making a request. Space pirates had to have cigarettes on them, yeah, and I'm in need of cigarettes. Sanctioned looting can include a bit of personal stuff, yeah-- and it's sort of a, a desperate need. Please and thanks in advance.

[Like very desperate. Like the more he talks about it, the more strained his voice goes. Vampires with nicotine addictions, it's a hard life. A pause, then, he might finish there--but instead he sucks in a breath. Right. Normal.]

Actually, there's a lot of questions on how things work around here, and not all of it is out of our control. Like--so there's a cast of, what, a hundred plus of us, and we have t' trade for things that we need, if someone else has got them. But if you don't have anything t' trade, is it just-- begging for it? Hoping for a bit of Christian charity? Every man for himself? Not that I'd be much surprised by that one, given the... [Maybe it's better not to finish that one, in light of recent events, but given his low faith in humanity, and given his own recent exploints, none this is really all that surprising. So, wry once more:] ...given the situation.

[An awkward pause.]

Anyways. Thanks again.

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[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

Well - no, I wasn't going to lecture you on it. It's not as bad as smoking, so - priorities and all that.

[His voice is more gruff than disapproving; he hears that misery, and he can't keep being mean to someone that broken up.]

And I'll respond to that how I responded to my colleagues. What matters is not one's age; what matters is one's abilities.

[voice]

[humanistic]

How liberal of you.

[BUT HEY he is not going to argue. The less he's lectured, the better.]

That's what you say. Right. And then they, assume that you're... really a man three times your age stuck in a twenty-one-year-old body, and leave you alone?

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

And then they see that I'm as skilled as they, and that I've earned my place, and they leave me be.

[voice]

[humanistic]

Oh, no, they've got t' laugh a little.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

I - Why? There is nothing laughable about me.

[voice]

[humanistic]

No offense, mate, but if someone came up t' me and launched into a little speech like that? I'd laugh.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

Well, then that - That simply means there is something wrong with you, then!

[voice]

[humanistic]

You're a lawyer, and that's your best argument? 'It's not me, it's you'? Are you telling me off, or breakin' up with me?

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

[A scowl, then - ]

Fine. What do you do for a living, Mr. Mitchell?

[voice]

[humanistic]

Hospital porter.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

Work side-by-side with doctors?

[voice]

[humanistic]

Mm-- no, more, mop up vomit and piss.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

But near to doctors.

[voice]

[humanistic]

In a hospital. So, yeah.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

And no doubt you have observed the professional culture amongst the doctors. Correct? For indeed, for all that you are on the low end of the professional scale, you're not unintelligent or unobservant.

[voice]

[humanistic]

[He laughs.]

Wow. Don't do me any favors.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

[He narrows his eyes - ]

I wasn't planning on it. In any case: tell me a bit about the culture, if you will, amongst the doctors. How do they tend to treat one another?

[voice]

[humanistic]

The culture.

Generally, I'm a bit too busy mopping up piss and vomit to stand around eavesdroppin' on conversations that haven't got anything t' do with me, beyond the bit where they complain loudly about why the piss and vomit haven't been mopped up yet.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

Yes, I'm aware that your duties are terrible, sir. Tell me: do they treat each other with respect?

[voice]

[humanistic]

Yes?

[GOD EDGEWORTH you are impossible to joke with]

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

And how have they earned one another's respect?

[voice]

[humanistic]

You... did hear the part where I'm a porter, right.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

Because obviously you're the sort to keep your head down and pay heed to no one, are you?

[voice]

[humanistic]

[A blank pause.]

Yes?

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

...Er -

[He frowns.]

No you're not.