driftfleet | eighth labyrinth

Who: Felix Harrowgate
Broadcast: Fleet-wide
Action: The Iskaulit library
When: Today

[There's some disorienting tilting to the view from his communicator before Felix backs up into frame, affording the prospective audience both a decent view of the dark blue doublet he's obtained a few worlds ago as well as the room around him. The space is wide open and filled with a mismatched array of furniture and bookshelves that seem only partially occupied, which is really the thing of utmost import right now.

He smiles and offers the camera a sweeping wave]

Greetings, Fleet members. My name is Felix and I have a brief request for all of you. If you are not aware, this [Another wave] is the Iskaulit library. If you are new and not aware of the Iskaulit, it is a communal ship in the fleet which you can reach via shuttle. This library was previously curated by a former fleet member aboard one of the smaller ships, largely through their own finances and donations of others. Since then the collection hasn't much changed.

Now..[with that out of the way, it's time to get to business, and he folds his hands in front of him]...this is where I ask all of you for help. I realize we are all rather poor right now, but I also know many of you are finding ways to make up for it. I ask that you take a few of those chips and buy a book or two while we are still near the Starlight, as it may be the last chance we may have for a month or two. Not every place we visit will be nearly so full of ways to occupy your time, not to mention the stretches of time in between.

If you find it in your heart and better interest to contribute, you can bring any books you procure to me at the SS Starstruck, or bring them directly here. Nearly anything is appreciated. [He has some standards, but only some]

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I didn't mean to imply that it did.

Oh, no, I didn't think you did. I was just giving my own thoughts on the matter is all. You know, the musings of a first-hand experience account.

Well...I thank you for indulging me, then.

[He smirks, though some of the humor is subtly self-deprecating]

Sorry. I didn't make you uncomfortable, did I? I just thought it was a question and so I answered.

_{[ He gave a sheepish grin and rubbed the back of his head. ]}

No. [He waves that question away] It's simply that I have a habit of badgering things out of people without meaning to. Or so I've been told.

Well, you weren't badgering me at all, I assure you.

Good. It would be terrible way to start off a relationship. Usually I save that for later. [He smirked]

I have a feeling you make the badgering worth while in the end.

_{[ He smirked in return, playing the game til the end. ]}

[The expression falters a bit, though it's mostly in his eyes]

We'll see about that. Let me know when you have those books, hm?

_{[ If he sees it, he says nothing on it. But he hears when a
conversation is at an end and he figures he has misstepped somehow in this
little game they are playing. ]}

Of course. Hopefully I can deliver them in person.

[It was no fault of Kirk's. Conversations with Felix were simply riddled with traps of his own making. Traps often fueled by his own guilt]

Of course. See you soon.

[A tiny wave of farewell]

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