Red Fish Mingle

[mortalcoil]

Who: The crew and (many) visitors of the Red Fish!
Broadcast: Nope
Action: Aboard the SS Red Fish
When: Nebulously after the Great Winter Soldier Violence Spree of '16

[it was bound to happen sometime. all three captains of the SS Red Fish are hauled back home in various stages of medical distress, and things have been a little weird since then.

one of these things is the super soldier with the busted metal arm that is brought in to be kept locked up in Coil's lab for a while. turns out those restraints he'd had installed did come in handy. that's a thing.

so, whether you're here to check on one of the various ailing people here, gawk at the guy chained up in the dungeon lab, or are just trying to live your life in relative peace and sanity, come on in!]

Comments

[interstices]

Not personally.

[Her shoulders feel too tense for a shrug. She's not out for anyone's blood, not without good reason. Winter hasn't harmed Shinji, but he's still proved himself to be as heavy a liability as possible. Asuka matches Coil stare for stare, even and determined.]

But he tried to kill ten people. Actions have consequences.

[mortalcoil]

['punish him, then.'

he's annoyed, but the response is still an honest one. if she wants some sort of tangible justice, she can enact it herself or bring in someone who will. he won't get in the way. in the meantime, though--

'the only chains are here. so, he's here for now.' and he has to take one moment to rest between phrases, before signing with finality, 'that's it.']

[interstices]

[His annoyance makes her roll her eye. The Fleet makes no sense to her. There's no real order to anything, no sense to be made, and nobody to answer to except Atroma, who doesn't seem to give a damn as long as the show keeps running.]

It's not my place.

[Without there being a real justice system or at least a captain around with any significant power, then whoever he'd done all that to should decide his fate. They can't all be softhearted numbskulls about the damages. Asuka finally manages an actual shrug, though her shoulders feel a bit like lead.] Not meaning to do something doesn't absolve you from doing it.