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[birdsbirdsbirds]

Who: Anyone who wants in on the aftermath of a sort-of-murder*.
Broadcast: Maybe some!
Action: It varies!
When: After a couple people had a Very Bad Day.

[so, on the Station, there was a bit of a fight involving a couple of elves and a demi-god, and someone got their heart crushed (quite literally).

the audience loved it! ratings skyrocketed! and there's probably some good gossip to be had.

if anyone wants to catch the participants after it's all over, or wants a place to hold their own conversations or interactions related in any way to the aftermath, this is the place to do it.]


[[OOC: said murder is here (contains mild gore and the cheery topic of slavery/owning people, just as a warning).]]

Comments

action and accidental video

[catamite]

→ waystation
[Nel is having a Very Bad Day. amidst all of the fruitflavored ads and dancing lights, there is an extremely distraught-looking little elf wandering around. face red and tear-streaked, he's just a mess.

he looks intent on the fact that he is walking somewhere... but is maybe a little lost. his eyes are wet and blurred and it's hard to think around how upset he is. he's looking for his ship, but mostly his mind is just spinning uselessly around.]


→ SS Three Twins
[Nel tries to be quiet about returning to the ship, but he's failing badly. as soon as he's shut away into the dark confines of the ship, away from trouble and outside prying eyes, he pretty much falls apart.

he cries quietly, at least, but doesn't know where he's going once he actually returns 'home.' pacing around the bridge just winds him up, so he'll retreat to the bunk after a few useless minutes of that. sitting on the edge of his cot and just... hugging his arms tight around himself and trying to calm down.

it's not working.]


→ video
[he hangs onto his communicator, keeps it nearby, just like Robin told him to. he doesn't notice that it's on, though. carrying it around while he paces, tossed onto the cot next to him once he folds up into useless tears in the bunk, he won't notice that it's projecting everything unless it makes a sound. otherwise, anyone tuning in gets a sniffling, snotty, sad little show.]

action 5ever;

[ino]

[ yeah, she's definitely noticing when he comes back in -- after all, it's her job to make sure she knows where her crew is anyways! but wow he does not look in good shape ... ]

-- Nel ... ?

[catamite]

--Sorry. [he blurts out automatically. he's trying to look away and hide the obvious signs of his apocalyptic emotional state, but... well. he's doing a shitty job of it.

his aimless, frantic pacing at least takes on a little direction, then. he should get to the bunk room, yes.]

action; ss three twins

[serpentis]

[Dorian notes the comm feed. He'd not much to dote on people when they're sad, but it can't hurt to check on the guy. He enters the bunk, rapping his knuckles against the inside of the entryway and tilting his head slightly. Yep, that's Nel, a snotty mess right now.]

Anything I can do to help? What happened?

action forever;

[catamite]

[oh great. this is not how he wants the cool new guy to see him. he drags up a corner of the sheet he's sitting on to wipe off his whole face.]

Sorry. ...Sorry, I was hoping no one was home...

vidya

[not_mafia]

[Oh gosh, someone's upset. ... isn't that the guy who thought he was a genius for ordering something plain? It's really hard to tell, because he never got a clear shot of his face. So when he speaks, it's very uncertain and cautious.]

N...ned...?

[... that didn't sound right. Okay, so he didn't really remember your name... he's bad with names don't judge him]

Ah-- sorry, I can't really remember... u-um, are you alright...?

ned... help im laughing...

[catamite]

[he wipes his face off on his arm before he starts looking around for where he'd dropped the communicator. and when he sees that, yeah, there's someone there on the screen looking at him, an unhappy little sob hiccups out of him.]

Oh great...

[it's to himself though and not directed at the other guy. he finally holds the communicator properly and tries to blink tears out of his eyes.]

Sorry... i didn't know this was on...

video;

[got_it_memorized]

[What is with people and crying lately? First that Krista girl, now the elf kid? He's only talked with him a couple of times, but he really does hate to see a kid cry...]

Oi, Nel. Something happen?

Nel gets ALL DA CREW

[goldenglasses]

[Vash is lounging on his bunk. A copy of Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy open on his face and his eyes shut. He was finding that the book wasn't a very useful read on the universe as he had been expecting and was thinking of taking a nap instead when he heard someone come in.

He cracks an eye open as he peeks under his book to see who came in. Now, will Nel notice Vash is awake? Or will he turn around and leave.

Not that Vash would let him leave even if he tried once he catches sight of Nel's upset face.]

waystationnnn!!

[proteusmoon]

[ After waking up suddenly on the Marsiva, Cecil feels almost comforted by the downscale in quality and cleanliness once she's sorted. She decided to take a walk around one of the stations just to avoid having to stare scornfully at her pudding gift again. It's still uncomfortable realizing she's lost an entire month and some change. Her memory is just a blank space where January should be.

She's changed into the charcoal jumpsuit that's typical of the fleet and wandering around herself, wondering what would be best to spend her credits on, when she catches a glimpse of a rather familiar back. Pulling away from the current vendor stall she was meandering around, she heads after the figure. When she gets close enough, it's obvious that that is indeed Nel and he is definitely deeply upset about something. ]

Nel? Nel! What's wrong?

action and some frantic locked comm stuff;

[merchantprince]

[action]

[Varric heard the news from one of the contacts he met on this station, and now he is scooting around trying to find people. You ever seen a dwarf scoot? He is very good at it. And he has his gun in case things get bad.]

Shit. Shit.

[So he starts fucking with his communicator.]

[Merrill- Locked, personal comm]

Daisy, wake up! We've got a situation. Our good friend from Tevinter apparently ripped out some guy's heart. In the middle of the waystation. And the lucky guy is part of the Fleet.

This is going to come back to the elf, badly. He'll probably need a place to crash. I'm going to see what I can come up with, but we need to find him first.

[Fenris - Locked, personal comm]

[Varric does not sound happy.]

Hey. Do you need somewhere to stay? Does he have friends? Is he gonna come after you?

Don't just run off into the middle of nowhere without a plan. We're in this together.

comm!

[yourdistraction]

No! Wh—What?! I claimed that corn!

[ Oh, hold on? Yes she was definitely sleeping. She wasn't even sleeping on the ship, since she'd gotten lost while at the waystations and ended up sleeping in a small alley. Naturally, her head smacks a broken sign in her haste to stand up and handle her communicator at the same time.

This isn't about food, and Exsilium winter. Just another unnatural disaster. ]

Oh. —Oh! Fenris did what?! Who was it?

[ Maybe she should also ask 'why' but...it's Fenris. Does it matter, the reasons are probably easily deduced even by Merrill. ]

Varric

[wolfuncaged]

[That is a lot of questions in a short space of time.]

I am on my ship, Varric. I have no need to run off. If he has friends, let them come. [Yeah, that come at me bro, I'll kill EVERYBODY flaw is still strong in him.]

communicator hijinks;

[yourdistraction]

fenris — video }

[ Okay so Merrill looks a little annoyed, but mostly because of this being such a scene. Really! No self control at all. She also looks worried. ]

Fenris? Are you there? Let me know if you're all right. And tell me where you are, please. Tell Varric, at least. You might have gone too far, we can't be certain yet. Varric says people might react, well—

You left it right there!

kaneis — video }

I'm sorry! To bother you, I mean. Are you sleeping? Well I suppose you aren't anymore, I'm very sorry if so. Yes, have you seen Fenris?

Video forevah

[wilder]

[He was reading when he got the message. He raises an eyebrow at the message, before turning on the feed]

Heh, don't worry. I wasn't sleeping.

But no, I haven't seen him. Why?

Merrill

[wolfuncaged]

No, I didn't go far enough, Atroma will likely bring him back. [Sigh. She is concerned. Okay.] I am- [Not fine, not by a long shot.] Unharmed.

...And where did you expect me to put it, Merrill? Drag it along and shove it into an alleyway? People would have seen, either way.

Action for the Tourist / he will answer his comm

[wolfuncaged]

[Fenris had gone back to his ship, after the killing. A part of him knew he should find Nel, but he also knew the kid wouldn't accept any help whatsoever, not from him, not right now. It would take time, assuming when Atroma inevitably brought him back, that Robin would release him at all.

The blood vanishing from his hands was rather weird. Not even demon blood did that. Still, he didn't dwell on it. Instead, he went to his armory, and paced for a while, before settling to the task of taking care of the weapons the ship gained with his arrival. It will give him something calming to do, something methodical, to keep his mind from racing. More importantly, it keeps those old memories at bay, the ones brought screaming to the surface of a time when he was just like Nel.

He lives in the amory because he hates sleeping near other people,the fact he's now surrounded by weapons is just a happy coincidence. ]

action;

[got_it_memorized]

[There he was, just minding his own business sifting through stuff on the network, when something just... glitched. Or, who knows, maybe it had something to do with his augment? Whatever it was, Axel watched as the feed flickered and flashed and switched to something very much not confused newbies finding themselves on the Marsiva. There's a flash of red, a flicker of a struggle, and when the feed straightens itself out, the scene is a grim one. It's only there for a moment before it vanishes and he's left with a woman in a crown gazing wistfully out the windows. He quickly turns off the communicator and stares at the black screen, like he's searching his reflection.

[That had been Robin. And the man standing over him--wasn't that his security officer? He's never been introduced, but he's seen him around, knows his name is Fenris. He seems the antisocial type, which is fine with Axel, but... this whole murder gig? That he's less fine with.

[Maybe it's time to discuss the code of conduct with this guy.

[He knows he doesn't sleep in the common dorm area with the rest of them... where would a bloodthirsty elf go, he has to wonder? Ah, of course, the armory. He finds him there, among a selection of sharp objects, and Axel has never wished more pointedly that his chakrams would heed his call. No matter--he's not afraid of this guy.]

Hey. [He leans in the doorway and regards the elf coolly, arms folded.] You're Fenris, right? I don't think we were ever properly introduced. I'm Axel. Captain. [Normally he wouldn't bother with the title; he doesn't really put a whole lot of stock in being the captain of a ship on a fixed course for a TV show, but he'd rather this went smoothly, so establishing something like authority might behoove. He's not sure, right now all he knows is this guy might as well be a loose cannon.]

comm; encrypted; tevene

[serpentis]

[The message starts with a string of colourful swears about the maker's ass and that the Black Divine doesn't shit as often as Fenris does.]

I hope for everyone's sake that you didn't do anything foolish.

Action for Bloodsport

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[all the girlies say he's pretty spry... for a dead guy...

he shows back up at his ship, regardless of whether or not you hear about his "death" or the whole "slaver" incident. he looks pretty okay, except for the big hole in his shirt. he opens the door, heads back to the comms station up at the front... because he's going to have a lot of cleaning up to do.]

[limitstorm]

[ riku peeks out of his room--he's been wondering where robin had gone off to. when he returns, though, riku's surprised by a smell he doesn't usually catch on him. ]

Robin? [ why can he smell blood a lot more potently...? ]

Where were you?

video: private to Tek;

[proteusmoon]

Tek. Our new tattooed murdering fleet-mate wouldn't happen to be a friend of yours, would he?

[heresyandlace]

Mmm?

...Is that supposed to be a pointed question?

Just because he's a tattooed murderer, he must be one of my friends?

video; private to Nel;

[merchantprince]

[It's been a while since he spoke to Nel, and Varric feels like he owes him at least a conversation. It's the right thing to do after basically negotiating his freedom (along with several other people) and sorta ruining his life in the process. And besides that, Varric feels for the kid a lot. He's seen tweaker templars and impoverished elves, but Nel is some ungodly mix of both. It hurts to watch.

So, despite his complete inability to really help people with certain things, or to deal with things himself, he sends Nel a private communication after everything is said and done. The video attached doesn't show much, just Varric chilling in the cargo. He has a makeshift desk made out of a plywood board and boxes, and there's a nice stack of papers on it already.]

Hey, Patches. I know it's been rough lately. You busy?

[catamite]

[it takes a minute, because the beeping of the communicator has a few layers and obstacles to get through before it actually reaches the center of his brain.

and when he finally turns on the video feed, everything around him is dark, so it's just the light from the screen illuminating his face. it makes him look even more gross and pale than usual, and his eyes are puffy--very red, with shadows underneath.

he's not exactly looking his best. and he's blinking too slowly.]

...What?