ataraxion | 003. video.

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003. video.

Prior to the jump, an emissary of our local human population melted the door to my quarters shut.

[ Erik glances aside and then back again. Terse. ]

Accidentally, [ he qualifies. He does not make much of an effort to look (or sound) convincing on that account. ]

If anyone has a means to forcing it open again, I have my favor to offer in return. Contact me via this message or in private.

[ There must be an implied thank you somewhere in his reach cross-body to terminate the transmission. Surely. Those with prying eyes may notice an off-color tinge under his arm, and there’s a glimpse of faded blood stained brown at the sleeve. Even after frequent washing, it looks as though he’s been wearing the same shirt for several days. ]

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You said you were good for nearly anything. [ Cool logic is all that’s left behind once Erik’s smile has faded out again, ostensibly out of sensitivity for Sirius’s -- sensitivity.

So what’s the problem. ]

Yeah, but that's like going from can you hypothetically sew a hypothetical patch on a hypothetical robe straight to can you stitch a ballgown right now. And besides, people get a bit jumpy when you start talking about breaking the brig.

['People' = security, and others. The latter of which includes Sirius, but he's too cool to start fussing over idle conversation.]

I just don't know that we're there yet, you and I.