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[birdsbirdsbirds]

Who: Robin
Broadcast: Audio, accidentally open to the whole fleet.
Action: If applicable!
When: Middle of the day this week.

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[it kind of seems like Robin didn't mean for this message to be public, what with the way his voice suddenly cuts in mid-word and keeps going as if he was already talking to someone. quietly.]

--utes late, since I'm staying with this family... They're nice, but the old lady always accosts me when I try to leave. She's convinced I've never eaten in my life. She's, I don't know, four feet tall? Talks with this weird accent? Her daughter says it's because she's from a northern island, but I think she's just fucking with me--

[and here he is cut off by the sudden cackling of a much older woman. her voice gets louder and she presumably invades his personal space. she does have a weird accident. she might be making it up.]

Bird boy! Are you talking to your friend? Tell them they do not feed you enough! [another hearty cackle.] You're so tall and thin that the wind will pick you right up, whip you around like a kite!

I'm-- [awkward.] I'm probably going to be fine, ma'am...

No, no. You are too skinny! And too pale.

[there's a sudden "ggkk--" from Robin, but nothing else.]

You look like fish belly. Sick child. Go sit in the sun instead of staying inside another day, like real bird!

[Robin may or may not quietly mumble something about that just being "what he looks like" before the message (thankfully) ends. how awkward. still, nothing says you can't leave a message in response...]

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[birdsbirdsbirds]

[the only downside of getting acquainted with Crowley is that he is now, unfortunately, acquainted with Crowley. he refuses to go video.]

I don't know what that last part means, but I'm going to assume it's more derision.

Video forever

[onlyanapple]

[It's a double edged sword, truly. Crowley remains on video, his big smirking face there for all to see.]

You say that as if I'm a very derisive person.

Audio forever

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Funny how that implication keeps getting made, isn't it?

[what a pain.]

[onlyanapple]

It is, I'm almost deeply insulted. Only almost.

What's she trying to feed you, anyway?

[birdsbirdsbirds]

"Shallowly insulted", I think they call that.

[hrm.]

Oh, you know. Fish, algae, irony. Kelp that tastes like bacon.

[onlyanapple]

Shallowly insulted. I think I'll keep that turn of phrase, thanks.

Glad it's not just me that thinks it has a strange bacon-y aftertaste. Does the irony taste of bacon, too, or is that more fishy?

[birdsbirdsbirds]

You're very welcome.

Nah, the irony's mostly just bitter. Like arugula, kind of.

[onlyanapple]

Huh, I did always wonder. You going to be bringing her back onto the Fleet with you? Sounds like she's adopted you.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Hey. If she cooks and pays rent, I may consider it.

[he's probably joking. probably.]

[onlyanapple]

Does make one wonder how Atroma would react to us bringing a passenger they didn't hand pick along for the ride.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Demolecularization.

[...of course.]

[onlyanapple]

...

That's a really fucking big word for this early in the morning.

[Crowley, it's like, noon. ]

[birdsbirdsbirds]

To be fair... I might have made it up.

[he is about 70% sure that's not a real word.]

[onlyanapple]

It does give the right mental image though, doesn't it? Just... zap-poof.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[he nods, a little somber.]

Nothing left but a little pile of grease and carbon. The old lady might be a bastard, but I wouldn't wish that on her. Really, I wouldn't wish most of the living fleet on her. Have you met us? We're nuts.

Yes, that contradicts my earlier joke, but I don't care.

[onlyanapple]

But you're right. The sanity to insanity ratio on this Fleet is vastly swaying towards the latter. Just what happens when a bunch of people from other worlds are forced to live in close proximity to one another, I guess.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[he thinks about that for a moment, quiet...]

Well... Makes for good television. Still makes more sense than the other places I've been.

[onlyanapple]

Yeah. This place is a hundred times less fucking batshit than Paradisa.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

That's the place with the big castle, right? A lot of people here have been from there...

[onlyanapple]

That'd be the place. And yeah, Atroma seem to like refugees from that shittip. Maybe it's pity, I don't know.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Ah... [he thinks about Ino, and their occasional tangents into talking about complete desensitization to everything the Drift Fleet has to throw at them. she was from the place with the castle.] Stop me if you're already sick of explaining to people, but... That bad, huh?

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley sets his jaw, he looks even a little...worried. ]

Yes. That bad. Paradisa had times where it was fun, but when it moved against you, it really moved against you. As in, found whatever ways it could to try to break you, move against you.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[that is an interesting expression. again, one of those thoughtful silences of his, before suddenly:]

Do you ever worry that this is just another one of Paradisa's things meant to hurt you, and it just hasn't hit the fucked-up punchline yet?

[onlyanapple]

Of course I do. This is exactly the sort of bullshit Paradisa would pull. Except...it has never lasted this long. It's usually a month tops; and that's rare, before everything turns as normal as it can in a sentient castle.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[ah, he got it. he nods a little, with a shallow smile.]

I have a place like that too. Not a castle, but a dark little world... I've been shoved between these places so many times, I wouldn't be all that surprised if I woke up back there one day like I'd never left.

So... I sincerely hope that neither of us go backwards.