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[...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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Sounds like you've just discovered your next craft project. Learn t' make paper. Can't be that difficult, yeah, people have been doing it for hundreds and hundreds of years-- Egyptians, I think. Fell asleep during a documentary about it once.

[the promise of cigarettes has cheered him immensely! jokes are suddenly easy to make.]

I always was more on the nature side of documentary sleeping through, so when we find our first red panda I can tell you a few things about them and then all the weird dreams I had while sleeping through the rest.

[ red pandas are fucking awesome ]

Oh, I think you can keep your red panda dreams t' yourself. Sounds like the sort of thing that might get a bit personal.

I dated a guy once who was... weirdly into cartoon foxes and it really-- creeped me out a little, to be judgemental but honest. Trust me, these were entirely family friendly.

Cartoon foxes. And how did it take you to break it off after you'd found that out.

The next sentence out of my mouth was "we need to talk". Weird garden variety issues-- those I put up with for much longer, but that was a step too far.

[He actually laughs at that.]

And thank God you had the sense t' get out before the fuzzy ears and tails came into the picture. Some girls would've gone along with it till then--or even after.

I'm a sap, I've admitted this to myself-- but even I have limits.

I think here you could just say you've got a sense of self-preservation, and leave it at that. Cartoon foxes. What's the worst that this ship could do t' you after you survived that.

Cartoon rabbits?

[ she's not sorry. ]

Ah, that's not so bad, yeah? There's a strong precedence of sexy rabbit ears--more than fox ears. And if it's hordes of rabbits you're worried about, I'd say that's easily dealt with, though... the solution is foxes, which, maybe you've got a bit too much PTSD for that to be a real solution.

We could bring in snakes, instead. I have a traumatizing story about a class pet that absolutely backs up the rabbit killing potential of snakes.

That sounds... like a good start, yeah. How traumatising are we talking here, was it your classroom, or were you in the class?

The second one. I was also a preteen-- it was a dark moment in my young life.

[He sucks in a sympathetic breath.]

Not countin' the fact that pre-teen is more of a dark series of moments for just about everyone--I think I can guess at the rest of your story. You win this one. Horrors untold, it's a wonder you've made it as far as you have, we will definitely definitely hire on some snakes for this one.

You're a true friend and a nice person, total stranger.

[ at least she can laugh at herself ]

I'm Jenna, by the way.

[Yes you're nice too, total stranger, but then oh shiiiiit, this little pause in conversation gets a hell of a lot less little. Jenna is a common enough name, right? Probably?]

Jenna, the therapist, or Jenna, the something else?

...well, at least it's not 'Jenna the dealer'.

[ thanks, ianto. ]

It's grad student, actually-- but they probably meant me.

You're not even an actual therapist?

[just a student? a student vampire therapist. what were you thinking, Josh.]

In my defense? I keep telling people that, but it never seems to stick. I made a sign, even.

[ she seriously did. ]

Yeah? Might consider getting it tattooed on your forehead. Maybe that would help.

[It's got the air of a joke, even if he sort of feels as if he's been taken in or betrayed or something. HOW DARE PEOPLE NOT TELL HIM information they probably didn't know. and ending this conversation now if he can--]

Well, thanks. For the offer of the papers.

I don't know how well I'd tattoo, but I could always try.

[ NICE TRY SIR ]

If you don't mind me asking-- who mentioned me? Most of the time people go for 'Jenna with the dinners', not the grad student with a department piece.

Uh--

[it's some sort of prejudice-turned-inwards that--when she says dinners--has him assuming the worst. she's good! nice! that's what Josh said! it's just vampires and dinners...]

Josh. He seemed t' think you were a good person to know.

He did? [ in tones of AW A BUNNY A FLUFFY LITTLE BUNNY

sorry josh ]

Well, I can't really agree or prove him wrong, but I can... [ haaaaaaang on a second. ]

Guess that there's a piece of this conversation I'm missing.

[ because josh knows about as many regular humans as she does, jenna is js. ]

[Oh jesus fucking christ he might as well just explain, right, because this is getting stupid and cryptic and way too drawn out. It sort of feels unfair to have to do it, but he might as well just get over that, right--]

Nah, that was-- it, more or less. Jenna. Therapist. Good t' know. Good for me to know, y'know, networking. [A pause, definitely awkward.] Then we talked more about beer, and moved on from there.

Look, uh-- I'd elaborate, but these things-- [He shakes his device a little, that's the rattly sound.] --make me nervous. Technology and I don't always get on.

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