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[sinuosity]

Who: Red Fish crew and visitors.
Broadcast: none.
Action: On the Red Fish and waystations.
When: After returning from the Marsiva.

Comments

LATE I AM SORRY you can ignore this if you want

[mortalcoil]

[really, all he can do is suddenly nod, and point between himself and his new crewmate with a sort of incredulous, emphatic look on his face.

he doesn't even think about it--the notion of hiding certain vampire-hunting habits kind of goes flying right out the window.]

[collegedropout]

[Oh — oh! He's got it.]

I gotcha'. You're a hunter, too.

Kind of intimidating to admit in a place where there are plenty of other species around; it's a little hard to convince them you don't have any intention of hunting anything out here.

well unless they're murdering people left and right

but that is usually a universal reason to stop someone]

[mortalcoil]

[there's some sort of hesitation, but he nods--after maybe a short glance to the side.

right. he wouldn't hurt anything out here. no way. nope.]

[collegedropout]

[He raises his eyebrow.]

You didn't seem to sure of that.

Had some problems in the fleet?

[mortalcoil]

[he nods, but he doesn't seem quick to go into much detail. he only thinks on it for a minute, before finally returning to his notepad to write 'the audience loves it.'

because what's better than drama? supernatural, violent drama.]

[collegedropout]

[... Hmmm.

That's not exactly a good thing.

He gives pause for a moment.]

If anyone tries to hurt anyone else, it's good to take them down before someone gets killed... But we're all kind of stuck here. For better or worse.

[So, you know. His own tame way of saying please try not to kill anyone because there's no other states to escape an angry mob from.]

But I guess it's, um. Crossing the bridge when you get over it... Settling's probably a better plan right now.

[He gives a nod goodbye before he turns to start leaving. But after a few steps, he turns slightly, back toward Coil. Then moves his hands up — hesitates out of sheer uncertainty and disuse — and signals.

NICE TO MEET YOU.]