[snuggle up real close everyone]

[cephalon]

Who: The fair crew and visitors of the Windrose
Action: Aboard the Windrose
When: May

[It's a mingle! Make friendly everyone~]

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[ecclesiophobic]

[Hello Stalker. The Windrose has a communications officer too, and he's about had enough of this shit. Granted, said communications officer doesn't have extensive prior experience with systems like the Fleet enjoys, but basically all he's done in his spare time since arriving is study.

Time to put some of it to use, and try getting this bastard off their screens.] That's nice, dear. Now do us a favor und fuck off.

[c0nsequences]

Excuse me?

[Who is this, trying to give him orders?

[ecclesiophobic]

Oh, was I unclear? Let me elaborate. [Kurt isn't even looking at the screen now, his focus on trying to block the Stalker. He has not had enough coffee or sleep for this bullshit.]

You can take your stunted sense of morality and your juvenile theatrics and fuck yourself up the ass with them. [And this charming personality would be why most of X-Force wanted to stab him on any given day.]

[c0nsequences]

Juvenile? Theatrics? I have lived for centuries. I am well-practiced and well within my rights.