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driftfleet2016-05-07 12:58 am
theroadwarrior) wrote in driftfleet2016-05-07 12:58 am
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video. ('don't piss off magical children' is probably an anime rule)
Who: Max Rockatansky, a cat, a dog, and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Starstruck
When: Today! Or something.
[Meow.
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Starstruck
When: Today! Or something.
[Meow.
A pleasant little kitten sound is proceeded by Max cursing loudly as he literally flies out of nowhere into the frame to land safely on his feet. He's not hurt -- nothing wrong here, he's got his brace back in order, he's not in any danger, he's (for once) not in critical trouble, nor is someone he knows. However... However, he's pissed off someone he shouldn't have. And now he's paying the price, for every time he walks aaaaall the way back toward the shuttle that he pilots in the Starstruck's cargo bay, he is jumped right back near the camera. One can actually see him as a blur through the air, as if catapulted momentarily by some unseen force before he lands: on his feet, safe and sound, but all the while his annoyance grows. It's a fool's game, but he's a fool, so he attempts it again; he walks all the way back to the shuttle, almost touches it, and then he's teleported suddenly in front of the camera yet another time. It almost looks like a looping video file.
Only, you know. It's not.
A little black and white kitten paws cutely at the screen while the wastelander attempts to break free of his tragic flicking loop, then watches Max with some typical animal interest before it wanders off for a bit when he finally gives up after the seventh or eighth magical transfer. He snatches up the network device with clear disdain, his frown strong enough to make a party's joyous banter go stale.]
Does anyone know anything about.. magic aboard the fleet?
Hn. Witchcraft? Sorcery? ... Curses?
[Screw it, he isn't even sure what it is. He rubs his forehead.]
...
Or how to block it out.
[He huffs, glancing away.]
Some magic ankle biter is pissed at me.
[The cat, who'd been wandering off lazily, goes to climb the wheel of the shuttle and sleep on it, just to the left of Max's dog, Rock (who is so very mellow in the wake of all this). Max may or may not feed the damn cat alongside his dog after this. Shut up. More importantly, who is that little girl who had been so pissed off at him, and why can't she just leave him be? All he did was pull a knife on her once. On accident. And almost hit her with a wrench. On accident. She totally didn't even get hurt either time! Children these days, they're too sensitive.
Feel free to find him after, tinkering at the inside of his shuttle.
Or feeding his sweet old dog. Yessir.]
Feel free to find him after, tinkering at the inside of his shuttle.
Or feeding his sweet old dog. Yessir.]
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You're a jerk, but you fed a kitten. Hospitality goes a long, long way with cats. Fae, too.
She glances up to Glory, then stretches, padding back toward Max to butt her head softly into his leg. To see what he does, really.]
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He stares for a moment, glances toward the counter, glances back at the cat.
... Um.
..........]
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This??? Is this cat for 'more food'?
How much can a cat even eat.]
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You've marked yourself as gullible food dispenser 4 lyfe]
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(She's not going very far, mind. Just shuttlewards.)]
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Watches...
... Watches...
Alright, then. He goes back to sitting at the table and fidgeting with his comms device instead. If he can't leave, he can at least keep an eye on the system. Rock's plopped down beside his owner, content and full. Max itches the dog's back with his boot as he reads.]
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She'll pick at the food in the safety of his shuttle and go back to sleep again. Kitchen's a long way from the cargo bay. But she's waiting for him to surface back down this way again. She has a point to make.
She can sleep hours, don't you worry about that.]
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That is, he's going to go into the cargo bay, but work on some scrap material he has nearby. Because why not just configure tools than try and fail yet again to get into his shuttle? Sad day.]
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...and Max will find himself standing next to the shuttle. There you go, you weirdo. I forgive you.
The kitten will not bat an eyelid at all these shenanigans, naturally. She's literally fast asleep about three seconds afterward.]
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