o1;; You didn't see that coming?

[silvercast]

Who: Pietro & You!
Broadcast: yes
Action: SS Bloodsport
When: Right now

[ Video;; ]
[ The video feed shakes, the audio cracking as the communicator is moved around. The broadcasting image so far is the floor, covered in multicolored confetti, and a pair of black and grey running sneakers in view. The left foot taps impatiently before the video swings again to the bridge of the Bloodsport. ]

[ There is a sigh before heavily accented voice accompanies the shoddy cameraman-ship. ] If this is someone's idea of a prank, it lacks humor.

[ The communicator finally turns around, and Pietro is very firmly not happy with this situation. ]

I have complaints.


[ SS Bloodsport;; ]
[ Pietro can be found in various places throughout the Bloodsport. In the kitchen, trying to figure out what the deal with protein paste is. The bridge offers a bit of a distraction with the endless sea of stars or the array of broadcast settings, and how can he resist settling into the bunks? It's been a very long time since he's had his own room. ]

Comments

[foxpas]

[It's still better than the ultraviolence, though, right.]

You seem to have a good work ethic... I can think of no reason you would not do well here.

[silvercast]

[ So much better, honestly. ]

I'm glad you think so, though that isn't entirely the case.

[foxpas]

It is not?

[silvercast]

I just need to do things under my own power. I'm stubborn.

[foxpas]

It sounds similar, at least.

[silvercast]

That much is true, yes.

[foxpas]

Then I will think of it as simply a good work ethic.

[silvercast]

Ah, fair enough. [ He holds up his hands in surrender. ]