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[jilt]

I normally wouldn't advocate this particular method, but I'm so very tired of all this endless bleeding, on my part and on the part of everyone else.

[ there's a beat, irene shaking her head, fussing with the pipe that was once sherlock holmes but now belongs to her. ]

So in the interest of making this easier for all of you, let's give this another go. A proper go, and see if we can't match a few of you up with less effort than running around like headless chickens.

If you've a bit of memory, just make mention of it. Do be detailed enough to attract the attention of the owner in question, but discreet enough so as not to upset those would prefer their privacy. And then hope for the best.

Here now, I'll start. I'd like to know who it was that was kicking my stasis pod so violently while I was in stasis coma. Do make yourself known.

[ irene smiles, ( hi ned!! ) and then she cuts the feed. ]

[ ooc | i've turned off comment tracking, so please feel free to threadjack away in here, use this as craigslist, whatever you like! ]

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[lostkings]

Feel like I should get out the popcorn in case this gets exciting.

[jilt]

If this turns into squabbling I'm afraid they'll have missed the point.

[ not that irene minds, though. ]

[lostkings]

[ what about the entertainment! ]

Yeah, but that'll just make it even more interesting.

[jilt]

[ go watch pay-per-view!! ]

Are you that bored? I'd not have thought it possible in the midst of all this.

[lostkings]

[ man if only they could pipe that shit through space. ]

I'm not that bored, but out of everything to come from this, you can't blame a guy for the possible entertainment value.

[jilt]

Are you not getting enough entertainment from our current predicament? Or have you somehow escaped the effects?

not here;

[handelaar]

[Network stalking, network stalking - yes even stalking her - rolling his eyes, probably smoking and muttering insults under his breath because say the name Irene and he needs to smoke, reading reading -

oh shit.]

voice;

[handelaar]

[Replying to her is always a terrible idea. But. She probably already knows it was him, right. Doesn't really matter because halfway through his cigarette and he's worked himself up into enough of a fit not to care too much about making a scene all over the network either.]

You already know!

[IRENE Y U DO THIS.]

[lostkings]

I'm not sure i'd call my own predicament entertaining, if that's what you mean.

[jilt]

If you're not bleeding profusely, I'd say you were in a better state than some of our fellow passengers.

[jilt]

[ ned you never disappoint!! ]

How could I know? I was in a coma at the time of that most violent assault.

[handelaar]

[He knows! And hates it! It's a positive feedback loop of fury and immaturity!]

You always know.

[Said like the poutiest little kid at the birthday party. No, really, he's crossing his arms and pouting right there in the middle of the gardens.]

[jilt]

You flatter me.

[ it's the total truth and she enjoys that greatly. ]

Did you miss me, is that why you nearly shattered my pod?

[lostkings]

I'm not spontaneously bleeding today, but who knows what'll happen when tomorrow rolls around.

[jilt]

Something dreadful, to make up for you having such a lovely time today no doubt.

[ welcome to the tranquility, life sux ]

[handelaar]

[She knows that too. Hmph.]

Why are you askin' - [wait no] - why do y'want me to say it.

[lostkings]

I never said it was lovely. Just that it didn't suck as much as it could've. Take what you can get when there's slim pickings.