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[extrabraincells]

[ 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?

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[slipperysoul]

I never said I discounted hope, i've just been here too long. [ he shrugs, unbothered by the fact that he's not hopeful about this place anymore. ]

Mine hasn't gone away. But it never did back home, either. Kind of stuck with it.

[extrabraincells]

It wears away at the the soul huh? [ Because that's really the only thing he can take from that.]

Care to share?

[slipperysoul]

Something like that. [ that'd almost be funny if angel ever took anything at all to be humorous. ]

Vampire. With a soul. Which is really only important if the one's where you're from don't have one.