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[ nathan's mostly stuck to inappropriate texting on the network, but this one requires a visual. the feed clicks on to show him standing in a nondescript room - likely one of the spare floors - and it's obvious by the distance of the shot and the way the camera is just shy of steady that someone else is holding his comms device.

more importantly, nathan's got a gun, and he's idly gesturing with it near his own head as if it's about as dangerous as a water pistol. his tone is varying degrees of thoughtful and accusatory, but there's no obvious regard for the weapon. ]

So I can't help but notice all you needy bastards complaining about how bored you are lately. It's been a whole month since I've been traumatized, boo hoo, shall we all play truth or dare? Where's all the cool hangouts, man; what's there to do for fun around here?

First of all — quit whinging on about how shitty your lives are all over the network. Go have a wank and cry about it like the grown-ups do. And second of all, I'm here to do you all a favor and provide some quality entertainment, so you'd better fucking thank me later.

[ nathan finally pauses. there's a brief hesitation, then he lifts the gun to his head. if he's scared, it's quickly covered by a patronizing smile. ]

You're welcome, and enjoy.

[ there's a loud bang, and blood and otherwise (brains, likely) are clearly seen flying sidelong out of the frame before he falls. the camera follows him down to the floor and holds for a few long seconds as he bleeds out, then the feed shakily cuts. ]

( OOC: HI GUYS sorry there aren't any penises in this one. Anyway: this was recorded anonymously by Sirius aka

doggedly. Sirius will probably not be replying to comments here as he's laying low, and Nathan is dead, so he won't be replying either.

This is primarily a placeholder so that SEC can respond properly, but IC reactions and threadjacking are obviously welcome! By the time SEC tracks the location, they'll just find blood smeared everywhere. Like everywhere, they took some artistic license. There will be a follow-up post on Saturday featuring both Nathan and Sirius enacting a triumphant return, so feel free to hit that one up for guaranteed interaction! )

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[There's a COMMUNICATIONS and SEC ping, some more personal alarm evident in Taylor's expression under the clipped, pissed off way she speaks.]

Somewhere tell me where the fuck he is.

[ Supplying those coordinates. ]

Thank him later. Asshole. Comms is working on blocking this content to the kids on board. Can't tell you how successful that'll be, but--we'll see.

Edited (more open ended like this) 2013-07-25 21:42 (UTC)

If you really think that's a priority.

[Which she doesn't, but he's given her the coordinates she needed, so she's moving already.]

[ Switching to voice because they can still talk that way even though she has places to be. ]

We'll get a snapshot of comms devices too, in case whoever filmed it had theirs with them. One depressed sicko I'd understand. Someone filming it is another matter entirely. But this is traumatising, and while you and I might be able to breeze past it, not gonna be the same way for some of those kids.

He wasn't depressed. [That's almost too quick a defence, though. What if this had been coming for a while, and she hadn't seen the signs? No. It didn't fit.] This is-- I don't fucking know.

[And she doesn't have space beyond it to care about traumatised kids.]

You know each other, then.

[ He almost feels bad for what he'd said just a moment before. It was too sharp, too judgemental, and the pity seeps right back into his tone. ]

Maybe you should send someone else, this time. It might be better. For you.

No. I'm going.

[The pity in his voice just rankles her, but she would've stuck with it anyway.]

I know a lot of people, I'm not getting benched every time something happens to one of them.

[Except something happening isn't the same as watching them shoot themselves in the head.]

It's not the same as this. [ Pause. ] You'll go anyway, but it's not--it's not murder. Murder has a feeling to it; injustice that you can be angry about.

Just be careful.

There's nothing to be careful about. He's dead.

I meant be careful how close you get, emotionally.

I'm fine.

[And that's it - she disconnects.]

[He sounds very majorly shaken, miserable and ill, but he says - ]

I'll - I can go -

[She shakes her head, even though he can't see it.]

I'm going, it's fine.

I...That's, ah...Sorry -

[He takes a moment to compose himself, and then takes a moment to berate himself for allowing himself to sound like this publicly, then says:]

Who is...the deceased? I'll...Papers about it.

Let me get to the scene first, Edgeworth.

[There might be a touch of denial talking, but something about this didn't line up.]

You know him, though. It's - His name is Nathan; I do not know his surname.

Young.

Right. So you...oughtn't deal with it, when you are acquainted with him.

I'm acquainted with half the fucking ship. Shouldn't stop me doing my job. I'm going.

[A moment when he tries to put up some resistance - and then he looks at the screen once more, and sees that blood and that body, and just surrenders.]

As you say. Forgive me.

[She'd snap at him about that forgive me, except she isn't even sure where to start with it, and she doesn't have the patience to work it through. She's too caught up thinking about Nathan, what she just saw, what she needs to do. Edgeworth isn't fighting her about her going anymore, and that's all she'd had the mind for.]

Fine.

[Which is more an acknowledgement before she hangs up, rather than any kind of answer.]

--Fuck!

[ yo she doesn't want to look back at the feed but she kinda does because if that was in her bar she will kill you for making a goddamn mess, sir

ok checking back

and no. ok.

STILL PRETTY FUCKED UP, NATHAN YOUNG. she thought you were just being an idiot that one time but. well. okay. wow. noted. but she'll be keeping it to herself. 'cause she's a prick like that. ]

Definitely never needed to see that, what the hell-

[ click ]

[Simon's expression as he watches this is that mixture of horror and anger that can best be summed up as are you fucking kidding me.]

What do you think you're doing!

[He only gets about half of it out before the brains go flying. It's not so much Nathan shooting himself (though that, also stupid) as it is the showing everyone on the network.

The door to his room seems to open for nothing but thin air. Simon might need to slip past some people in order to be first in line for the yelling. Maybe a little crying. But definitely yelling.]

[ dazed, ]

Is it me, or did the only other Irish lad on the ship just top himself.

[His voice wavers, unsteady for a moment.]

You're not wrong.

That's certainly. Unexpected. He seemed quite pleased about it.

I suppose that if you've worked up the nerve for it, it'd be a relief.

Yeah.

[ he lets the word trail uncertainly as he considers that. ]

I dunno why he thought people would enjoy it, though. There's a difference between a Tarantino film and. Well, that.

I don't know. Maybe he didn't want to be forgotten.

S'pose he won't be. D'you think there'll be a funeral? Normally somebody says shite in the gardens, near the chapel.

From what I've seen, the people who do that are more religious. I don't really know much about it, but I think they ...well, they don't do that for suicides.

[Harry might, though.]

That's bullshite. I am a Catholic, and we don't think like that anymore. Suicide isn't an impediment to salvation, not on its own. I'll run a service myself if I have to.

I'm in. Even if it's just us, I'm in.

[ this is obviously gonna turn out to be pointless, but cillian will think back and remember it. ]

Brill.

[ it's quiet, flat. ]

Meet me at the gardens. I'll see if I can get Medical to pawn off the body once Security's done cleanup.

I'll see you there.

[It might be pointless, but it was something that needed doing.]

It'll be part of the service on Sunday. [ Lol nope. ] We mourn everyone, pray that they can find the peace in death they never found in life. Anyone's welcome to lead some part of it if they like--if you'd like.

[ a little startled. ]

Thanks.

[ even if this is, retrospectively, never going to happen since the bastard's not dead, cillian appreciates it. ]

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