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[frigidaire]

Who: Isaac Lahey & you!
Broadcast: fleetwide; video
Action: Marsiva, hospital deck.
When: now!!

[ the feed flickers on, the camera shaking as the user clearly fumbles with the device. he's not the most graceful of creatures, isaac lahey. when it does finally center on his face, he looks a little bewildered. ]

Okay, so I've had weird dreams before but --

[ he looks around, walking around the hospital deck as though pacing the room might actually get him somewhere. ] I mean, am I dead? Is this what that great white light looks like? Because if it is, it's pretty disappointing.

[ no, really, he's had a lot of weird experiences with dreams, new places, supernatural things, and this? looks nothing like that at all. ]

I thought it would look at least a little more like Star Trek or... I don't know, more clouds? A lake, maybe. Something more scenic. [ ... priorities. ] Mexican food would be nice.

Comments

[frigidaire]

[ whoa. wait. what. Isaac just sort of half stares at Dave, because he's pretty sure he didn't tell him about being a Werewolf, but. he did know another version (??) of him. however that worked. ]

Right. I'm gonna guess you know that from your other weird time travel place, because I didn't tell you that and you don't know that for sure, so.

[ werewolves in space. it sounds like a bad movie title. ] And I'm not really part wolf -- it's just a type of wolf, I guess, but it's not like I walk around with claws and dog ears all day. Better than feathers, anyway.

[feathery]

There is definitely a girl here with dog ears. And cat-people. Only don't call them cat people or they might shank you with a fishing pole.

[frigidaire]

With a fishing pole? How does that work? They bend -- it'd break before the shanking could actually work.

[feathery]

Don't question the logistics of a world where a girl can beat you to death with a steel-reinforced book.

[frigidaire]

A book makes sense. It's heavy, it's solid, especially steel reinforced. But who reinforces their books with steel? I've been beaten up a lot and stabbed a dozen or more times but never beaten with a book. Sounds like you have bad friends, Bird Dave. I don't want to meet fishing pole shanking lady. They're flimsy, which I bet makes it hurt worse.

[feathery]

Oh, come on. I just told you the secret to not getting shanked.

She probably wouldn't do it, anyway. She'd rather catch a starshark or whatever detritus they've got floating around in the vacuum of space.

[frigidaire]

A starshark? Is that a thing that actually exists?

I mean we're on a space ship, so I guess I can't count anything out in the realm of possibility. I'm also a werewolf, so. I guess starsharks could exist.

[feathery]

They probably do. If not here, somewhere else.

She's like a five-foot nothing furry who can reel in a forty foot long serpent, though, so it sounds like the kind of thing she'd be into.

[frigidaire]

A five-foot furry? Like that's impressive what she can do but --

What exactly do you mean by furry? That has -- I mean that could be a lot of things.

[feathery]

First, don't tell her I ever called her that. Second, I just mean she's like—

[There's a pause as he tries to convey what he means by furry.]

You know what, there's no good way to explain this. I fucked up.

[frigidaire]

I mean I don't even know her name how am I -- wait.

[ ... it's like it's all slotted into place for Isaac. ]

Does she seriously wear one of those freaky animal costumes? I remember hearing about those.

[feathery]

Oh my god. No. Please, can we not go there.

[He's just imagining what might happen to him on the off-chance a cat-person or dog girl sees this later.]

I left those torturous fortifications of furry porn behind on the dead internets of Earths past. Don't send me back. I'm a free bird.

[frigidaire]

Uh, you said she was a furry. And one of the doctors. I don't want to be examined by someone in like... a giant bear costume or a cat or something. Or a wolf.

[ sorry, he's just gonna look grossed out. ] Seriously do not even mention furry porn. Like really, why -- I mean, uh, why would you even watch that? There's more wrong with you than I thought. But I mostly want to listen to Free Bird now. You know, "and this bird you cannot change." It's like it was written about you and your weird porn.

[feathery]

Oh my fucking christ. —Don't take that literally.

How about we, uh, just let Free Bird monopolize the rest of this conversation and pretend the Sherman Antitrust Act never came to pass. [What the fuck kind of reference even is that.] Sounds good, right.

[frigidaire]

What, furries make you uncomfortable? I mean you practically are one right, just less costume. The wings are real, right?

[ sorry, Bird Dave, shouldn't have given him leverage. ] The Sherman what? What does that even mean?

[feathery]

It means if Jade or Marhi ever stumble over this, I will die a slow, miserable death and I'll make sure you get dragged along into hell with me.

[frigidaire]

Oh, good. I'll message them right now. Thanks for the names, that helps. And I'm pretty sure the whole werewolf thing means I'm going to hell anyway, but whatever.

[feathery]

Does hell even exist where you're from.

[One can never be sure about these things.]

[frigidaire]

If you believe in it. I don't really care either way. I just want to make it through high school first.

[feathery]

Man, I never even made it to high school. I guess it's a good thing no one gives a shit about your educational attainment in space.

[frigidaire]

You're lucky. High school sucks. Homework, dances, and werewolves. Not really a fun place to be.

[feathery]

Doesn't sound so bad. Maybe without the werewolves, though, 'cause I don't know how high that ramps up the bizarro factor.

[frigidaire]

Depends on what werewolves you know. There are some weird ones. You know, revenge and anger and all of that.

The kind with the murder-everything-because-i-can sort of instincts. They're great.

[feathery]

Yeah, pass. I already been on the receiving end of a murderous dog rampage, I can live without a replay.

[frigidaire]

Whoa, well you look pretty good for getting mauled by dogs. Good job.