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[ The comms device is on for a few moments, the picture bouncing around one of the rooms like a merry go round, before it finally it settles on a messy long-haired young man. His eyes squinting at the device for a few moments. Not in confusion, more in annoyance. The camera shifts again as he lowers the camera enough to rest on surface before he’s leaning forward.]
First of all. Fuck this place. And fuck whatever bought us here.
Because while wondering around in space sounds like a fun idea. It’s less appealing in practice.
[ His voice is slow and careful, there’s almost held back humour at the whole situation. Because of course this would fucking happen to him. There’s a lull in conversation there, as if he expects someone to answer him. With no answer he continues.]
Fine. Does anyone have a beer at least? Because this shit isn't exactly the easiest to swallow.
Out of curiosity, if someone were to have a certain...affliction. Does anyone have any idea what this fun little ship would do to it?
First of all. Fuck this place. And fuck whatever bought us here.
Because while wondering around in space sounds like a fun idea. It’s less appealing in practice.
[ His voice is slow and careful, there’s almost held back humour at the whole situation. Because of course this would fucking happen to him. There’s a lull in conversation there, as if he expects someone to answer him. With no answer he continues.]
Fine. Does anyone have a beer at least? Because this shit isn't exactly the easiest to swallow.
Out of curiosity, if someone were to have a certain...affliction. Does anyone have any idea what this fun little ship would do to it?
auggielocked;
[ he doesn't look phased, though there's a bite of something in his voice--not impatience. maybe frustration. ]
I knew you before.
auggielocked;
[ He'd heard about people being here before. People who'd forgotten people they'd met. He was not expecting to one of them.]
You're one of the other wolves. A'nt you?
auggielocked;
[ it's easier to admit the second time around, most of derek's wariness already appeased. ]
Is that the affliction you're talking about?
auggielocked;
[ Like the fact his fake spidey sense freaked out the moment he fell onto the ship. Peter opens his mouth once before closing it again. He's not use to being so..open about it.]
Last time around. Did I explain what the hell a Vargulf is? Because that's the thing I'm wondering. That and what the hell is going to happen when the change rolls around.
auggielocked;
[ you kids and your newfangled werewolf slang ]
The rest of us change in the storage locker. Or take the lifts up to the abandoned floors.
auggielocked;
[ Not that big a shock really. He's sort of regretting mentioning it.]
So it still...just happens? [ There's normally the pull of the earth and moon for him. It's all connected. It's sort of strange to be away from that.]
auggielocked;
[ slowly, derek not even sure he wants to know, and yet. ]
It happens. But it's different for all of us. It doesn't happen on the same day.
auggielocked;
[ Peter's gives the information almost casually, though it was a little bit of a concern. He's just trying not to freak out about it.]
Yeah. I'm getting the whole different thing. You...feel different.
auggielocked;
[ sharply, like there's no question of it. ]
You said that before. You smell different, not human, but not what I know. It's always like that.
auggielocked;
[ Because hey, he just came from a town were girls were being ripped apart.]
Did I? I'll try not to make a habit out of that. So. Thanks. Derek. [ He said his name carefully with a little nod of his head. Trying to use to the others name.]
auggielocked;
[ derek doesn't sound particularly pleased about that. ]
You're welcome. If you need...whatever, come find me.
[ awkwardly offering help in the vaguest of terms. ]
auggielocked;
[ Hey, he doesn't know what to call it. Not exactly his deal.]
I'll be sure to do that.
[ Or not. It's hard to tell who to trust.]
auggielocked;
[ derek's tone softening, going a little quiet. ]
If you can't find me, you can trust Scott McCall to help you.