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driftfleet2015-11-19 12:20 pm
bb_wolf) wrote in driftfleet2015-11-19 12:20 pm
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Arrival broadcast!
Who: Bigby Wolf and ALL OF YOU
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva (who knows where it will go)
When: ... now?
[The broadcast begins before he's really awake.
He is a scruffy man of difficult to determine age, wearing black pants, a white (ish) shirt with the sleeves rolled up and a black tie that seems redundant since it's loose and his shirt isn't buttoned to the collar anyway.
He comes awake with a deep inhale and eyes flying open, flicking around him. They're perfectly normal brown eyes that lock onto the communicator fast.
Rolling from the bed, he vanishes from view. There's some muttered cursing, sneezing and then the click of a lighter.
When he comes back into view, the cigarette is tucked into his mouth with ages old familiarity.]
I better be able to fucking get more cigarettes on this tin can.
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva (who knows where it will go)
When: ... now?
[The broadcast begins before he's really awake.
He is a scruffy man of difficult to determine age, wearing black pants, a white (ish) shirt with the sleeves rolled up and a black tie that seems redundant since it's loose and his shirt isn't buttoned to the collar anyway.
He comes awake with a deep inhale and eyes flying open, flicking around him. They're perfectly normal brown eyes that lock onto the communicator fast.
Rolling from the bed, he vanishes from view. There's some muttered cursing, sneezing and then the click of a lighter.
When he comes back into view, the cigarette is tucked into his mouth with ages old familiarity.]
I better be able to fucking get more cigarettes on this tin can.
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[He says it very deadpan, like he can't believe someone would use those words.]
Work.
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[This answer will decide a lot of things Bigby might say.]
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There be a few 'round this place like that, different reasons for them. Some born that way, others gainin' it from trainin' or other ways. Not that unusual, considerin' all the universes we got crammed 'nto this space.
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Our... community, it's in the city. I'm the Sheriff, so I have to live there.
First rule of the community. Don't let the Mundys know anything.
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For the most, don't have it too much here from what 've seen so far. Goin' to still have the occasional assholes who goin' to have issues, but ya get that everything 'nd that their problem not ours.
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Mind you, be fucking easier if Colin would stop running away from the Farm to crash on my couch.
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[But onto an issue that may be weighing on Bigby's mind.] Look, I ain't been here that long, so may not be the best source of 'nformation, of but if this place be 'nything like the last one I was stuck at, once ya free of this place ya should head back to the same time ya came from, so they won't be without ya. [If he was their protector then Remy could only assume Bigby would want to know his people are safe, and that he was there when they needed him. It was a heavy weight to keep on your shoulder otherwise, constantly thinking of what could be happening while being held prisoner here.]
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Every family got one?
[It's a bit of a relief. He doesn't want to leave Snow handling the government transition on her own.]
That's, something.
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'til then, well, try 'nd 'njoy yaself. Not much else there really to do after all.
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Shit. Well. Guess that's all there is to do.
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Give me a yell once ya get settled on a ship, can see if we can find those hommes tryin' to set up the bars, 'nd hopefully a way to fix our nicotine issue.
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[Slightly sore spot, being the smallest of seven.]
Sounds like a plan.
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