01 ▮ voice

[halves]

[Deep breaths, Lou, deep breaths. He's still practicing this exercise about a split second before the recording begins, shifting his focus to it immediately, superficially ready to laugh and quip at this silly challenge someone has proposed (forced) him to take part in.

It's nothing but pure nerves, he assures you.]

This is... definitely the most fucked up thing I've ever seen.

[There's an exhale, not quite a laugh. See? Nothing but nerves.]

I guess I'm supposed to say hi now.

Hi. I'm the new guy.

... I think I lost someone's cat.

(ooc: disorientation = Lou doesn't remember the cat is actually his. And madam Cambridge is going to find it! Feel free to run into a man carrying around a small dead cactus and a pack of cigarettes, if you want to go for an action thread.)

Comments

[jilt]

Perhaps you should return it to the owner.

voice;

[halves]

I would. Except I lost it.

voice;

[jilt]

How unfortunate. The owner will be crushed.

[halves]

Yeah, well. That's what happens when you leave a cat in a locker.

[zoosmell]

oh, wow.
was it motherfucker?

voice;

[halves]

Sorry?

text;

[zoosmell]

motherfucker?
it is my friend's cat.
she may also respond to fuckwit, ballcock, or tushiebutts, but probably not, since those aren't really her names...
she also responds to cat!

[halves]

Oh. [Pause. He really can't tell if this message is serious.] 'Tushiebutts'.

I knew I should've tried that.

voice;

[firstofficer]

You are one of many recently arrived passengers. Similarly I do not believe a regulation exists regarding compulsory introductions.

voice;

[halves]

[dryly:] Well. That explains the lack of pamphlets.

voice;

[firstofficer]

There is at present, documentation to that effect currently under revision. Would it be appropriate to conclude that you require assistance?

[ohcanada]

You...lost someone's cat? Where did you find the cat to begin with?

[halves]

[He's a little reluctant to answer that one.]

A locker?

[ohcanada]

And...are you sure it's not yours? Was it someone else's, just left open?

[voice]

[daughteroflight]

And I'm the new girl. [ pause for a moment of meta-silence. ] I dunno if this is...the most screwed-up thing but it's up there. How'd you lose the cat?

[halves]

Hi.

[awkward pause! Yes.]

... Guess it was smarter than me. [Cats are evasive little fuckers.]

[daughteroflight]

Or maybe more spooked. It could be a scaredy-cat. [ she will later blame this on post-jump loopyness. ]

[bottlearum]

...A cat, aye?

[halves]

[GUILT = GETTING WORSE.]

Yes, a cat. I'm sorry, okay?

[bottlearum]

...How'd you get a cat here?

( text ) this response comes after 36 hrs.

[wiretap]

[ She's fucked up and on the mend in Medbay, but like hell they'll be able to take her comms device from her. And Aberdeen never forgets a voice. ]

name.

text

[halves]

the cat's?

perma!text until she changes her mind.

[wiretap]

yours.

[voice]

[tarheel]

[... welp, you sound familiar. 8|]

Yeah, the whole spaceship thing ranks pretty high on the list of fucked-up shit so far. [And yet, Chapel does not sound terribly bothered by the fact that he is in a 99%-empty spaceship run by people who haven't shown their faces yet. Go figure.]

Hi, new guy. Other new guy here.

[halves]

Nice to know I'm not the only one who thinks so. How new are we talking?