Chapter Seven [video]

[thebestseller]

Who: Richard Castle and YOU
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: N/A unless Windrose crew wants it
When: June 7th

[When the feed clicks on, Castle has his feet propped up and is reading aloud from a book, although the cover is obscured from view. Also, his Scottish accent is atrocious. Bear with him. He's discovered the cheap vending machine romance novels.]

"Lass, from 500 years intae the future ye may be, but theh be things ye kannae ken." Lord McKraken then doubled over in pain, holding his stomach.

"But I love you!" Elizabeth cried out, rushing over to her Lord's side, holding his sweating form in her arms as he grimaced in agony, running her hands along his feverish pectorals. "I've promised to never leave your side no matter what comes between us."

"Ah beg ye, lass, get thee away before it be too late- AUUUUUUGH!" Elizabeth was forced to back away as McKraken's skin became slimier and slimier. "Ah'm... Ah'm..."

"What is it?"

"Ah be a were-cuttlefish!"

[Castle then has to place the book face-down on the table and lean his head back, laughing.]

Sorry, I just had to share that with someone.

Comments

[thebestseller]

It was one of those things that was pretty cool at first, but man, those paintball thingies hurt.

[precedented]

[ He laughs. ]

At the speed they hurtle at, is it so surprising?

[thebestseller]

Plus they're hard lumps- so it's not so surprising. The people on that moon seemed to enjoy it and the mess that came with it, though.

[precedented]

They had little else to focus on. It was their method of escapism.

[thebestseller]

Yeah. Can't really blame them for that. Escapism is necessary everywhere- especially on a place like the Fleet.

[precedented]

Do you feel the need to escape? Is that why you picked up that novel?

[thebestseller]

Nah, that was because I was bored and it was cheap.

[precedented]

That seems fair.