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tennohno) wrote in
driftfleet2016-04-18 08:27 pm
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Who: SS Windrose crew and visitors
Broadcast: Le nope
Action: SS Windrose
When: April
[For the usage to mingle on the best ship in the fleet. Get your mingle on ladies, gents, and others!]
Broadcast: Le nope
Action: SS Windrose
When: April
[For the usage to mingle on the best ship in the fleet. Get your mingle on ladies, gents, and others!]

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The screech that comes from the cephalon can be heard throughout the halls of the ship, because no this strange kubrow will not be making messes in his personal space.]
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Wrath eventually will be along to check, but she doesn't move that fast right now...]
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For now he's skirting around the bed, trying to figure how to dislodge all of his bedding and the creature in one fell swoop to try to get them both out the door and away from causing any more harm.]
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And that gets Wrath an extra burst of speed, though she's not climbing down into Ordis's room. She yells in:]
Ordis, what's wrong? Snuggles, stay!
[The fox, still burrowed into the bedding, goes quiet.]
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No, no it should not stay it needs to be gone it is spreading filth- fur and mess all about in Ordis' cabin-
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One, he's not dirty. He's very clean.
And two, the more upset and loud you are, the more upset and loud he's gonna be so stop.
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He is shedding hair and fluids and who knows what else it must be removed immediately!
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10/10 Wrath has figured it out
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What the -
[She raises a hand defensively in Ordis' direction.]
Who the hell are you?
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Who are you?!
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[She squints. Something is off about this guy, though she can’t say exactly what. Not human, but not any sort of bad spirit either.]
What’re you doin’ all this screamin’ for?
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This -awful, wretched- thing has invaded! Ordis does not desire small drooling things anywhere near him or his cabins!
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[It's then that she sees poor fox buried under the covers, with just his bushy little tail peeking out. She drops her defensive stance and immediately rushes over to the bed, drawing back the covers ever so gently.]
Oh you poor little honey! C'mere!
[Sitting on the edge of the bed, she opens up her arms to Snuggles.]
Did the big mean man scare you?
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It needs to be out.
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What the hell crawled up your butt and died? He's just a little ol' fox, he ain't gonna hurt you.
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He searches through the ship for the source before coming to the scene. A brief once over Ordis's appearance shows there's no harm to him so what exactly had happened?
Oh. That's a tail sticking out from the bedding.]
I thought it'd be something worse. Finally met the morale officer?
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[Officer? No, this is a serious affront to his personal space. He may not be inhabiting the ship, but this is still a mess and it's making a mess and it needs to be gone immediately.]
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[The shouting wasn't helping the situation and the poor fox wasn't exactly looking keen on all of the noise nor Ordis flailing about in the doorway. He sighs softly before heading inside, carefully reaching under the covers to get ahold of the creature before bringing it in close. There. He did his job though more so seemed that it was Officer Snuggles who needed to be rescued rather than the cephalon.
He deposits the fox away from the commotion before approaching the cephalon.]
No need to shout anymore, ok? Probably should close your door next time. Do you need anymore help or anything?
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Operator, there is -filth disgusting filth- fur everywhere.
[He can't even be bothered to try to deal with the glitching, this is a very serious issue and at the very least his Operator should understand.]
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Still he closes the distance between them to press a reassuring kiss to his forehead, wrapping an arm lightly around his shoulders. Supporting the cephalon was a part of caring for him and nothing he would ever regret. First thing first, get him to calm down enough. Then take care of the rest.]
We can get it cleaned up. I swear. It's ok. It can be fixed.
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[But the touches help, as does the kiss, and it does prevent him from going into further hysterics. He may be in a different form now, there may be less chance of damage to his physical self with fluids and hair and Lotus knew what else, but the concern was just as valid as it had been before. He doesn't want anything near him, any sort of dirt or otherwise, it's- it's- it's disgusting.]
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[Making sure that the cephalon was at the very least not going to lose his chill any further, the tenno steps away to start stripping the bed. It looks as though that was the only place Officer Snuggles had been anyway. This wasn't a part of his secruity detail but it was for Ordis duty.]
These will get cleaned and then everything will be back to normal.
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[He does want to believe what the tenno is saying, to trust in his operator, but there's so much that's wrong with this situation that he can't even begin to explain it. This is His Area, and something invading it so brazenly isn't right at all.]
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