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[carreau]

Who: you
Broadcast: if you want
Action: also if you want
When: right. goddamn. now.

[ It's a mingle post. IN SPACE.

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[wilder]

[It's true, it really is] Yeah...the bumps are kinda weird.

[He snorts] Probably not for a long time. It took us what- two months to find some place with fresh meat?

[birdsbirdsbirds]

I'd look like a turkey...

[he drops the... shirt? he was looking at back into the nicely laid-out display of leather clothing things. he picks up a hat, but that gets dropped even faster.]

Okay, depressing thought: maybe the rest of the universe is just as broke as we are. Science fiction lied to me.

[wilder]

[He considers, then shrugs]

Nah, probably not. I'm sure there's someone or something out here that's hogging all the resources and exploiting everyone else. Just like any other world.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Ah. Rude.

[he's done enough philosophizing about this kind of stuff lately to get bored of it fast, though, so he ends up leaning against a stand and crossing his arms.]

Hey, call me nosy, but you're on the same ship as Cecil, aren't you?

[wilder]

[That's alright, Kaneis didn't feel there was much to philosophize there anyway. People are greedy, news at 10]

[This however, gets him a slight eyebrow raise]

And if I am?

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Ah, nothing particular. I just like to know where my friends are. [barely a pause.] And snoop when they aren't around. How do you find her?

[wilder]

How do I find her?

[He crosses his arms and gives a shrug]

Oh, I don't know. The demonic rituals are cumbersome and make a mess of the cargo bay, but I can't deny it's made our rat population completely dwindle.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[he laughs--the kind of laugh that leaps out when someone's startled into it.]

Is that how she keeps her hair so nice?

[wilder]

Yeah, but you didn't hear it from me. [He puts a finger to his lip like a shushing gesture]

[birdsbirdsbirds]

I didn't? I wonder what she'd say if I tattled.

[he is kidding. of course. probably. mostly. actually he is leaning against the stand and thinking about telling her anyway just for kicks. ]

[wilder]

Who knows? But if I get killed again, I'll come back to just to haunt you.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[a sharp, sudden laugh--]

Ah, don't say that. I've already got too many ghosts following me around.

[wilder]

Really?

Well isn't that a poetic and unfortunate fate.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

It does have a nice flow to it, doesn't it? I didn't even rehearse that one.

But now that you've brought it up, I have to ask about you getting killed.

[wilder]

Natural talent, then.

[He doesn't change his expression]

Yeah? What about it?

[birdsbirdsbirds]

How'd you die...?

[he holds out the last syllable, teasing--almost like he's waiting for gossip. he's propped his face in his hand and everything. give him the details, Kaneis.]

[wilder]

Stomach injury in a fight.

[The answer is simple, non-reactive. As if Robin just asked him what he had for breakfast or something mundane]

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Ow. Slow bleed?

[oh look someone else who's completely nonreactive about death. he knew he liked this guy for a reason.]

[wilder]

Mmhmm. Don't recommend it.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Sounds terrible. Glad to see you made it up and on your feet again... By whatever force.

[he is so tickled right now. this made his day.]

[wilder]

[There's a small shrug] Wasn't anything special. Just people with the tech-power who thought I'd be of use.

Couldn't tell you the specifics of how it worked.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

That's fine. I wouldn't want to know.

[ah... he stretches up towards the ceiling...]

Interesting, but the specifics aren't my business.

[wilder]

[There's a slight eyebrow raise]

What is your business then?

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Politics and bounty hunting.

[ha ha, he leans forward again.]

So, what's being dead like, anyway?

[wilder]

[He'll look back at Robin, meeting his gaze]

Are you saying you don't already know?