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Who: Sam and you
Broadcast: Voice
Action: N/A (unless plotted)
When: After this shit. Vague time is vague for plot convenience, shh.

[Sam feels like puking, thanks.

See, his friend had called him because of a suspiciously bitey vampire, and he had conversed with this vampire to find - well, he's not a fucking vampire. And of course, him trying to get the guy on lock-down did not... go that well. His brother and a certain little fae child got him back on his feet, uh. Relatively, but he still feels like he's been on the same Disney teacups a few too many times.

Regardless, he's gotta put up some serious alarm bells. You learn your lesson after Bucky's augment glitch. He sounds a bit groggy, a bit like he's got some vertigo going on, but he's also got an air of grim alert to it. This is a warning, y'all.]

There's someone going around who people may know as Sascha — something's seriously wrong with him; I'm thinking an augment glitch. That seems to be the norm from the Atroma lately, so... figures, if it is. His personality is completely off from what I'd seen before, and I was alerted to the fact that he had... bitten one of his crewmates. I tracked him down but he didn't exactly appreciate a hunter telling him he had to be put under surveillance.

[There's a dry air about that last bit; sick-feeling or not, he's a cheeky bastard sometimes, sue him. After a moment, he continues:]

He's not a vampire, though. Or at least acted like it was news to him. He says he's a Sheol - I'm unfamiliar with this race of creature, so I can't really help, but. Uh. His bites are toxic and cause numbness, sickness, and immobility. That's how he disables his prey. He got me, too, but I got lucky there.

I don't know where he is now, but please be careful. Keep a look-out. Any information you have on his abilities or any reports of attacks from him would be appreciated. He may be calm and he doesn't seem to be bloodthirsty. Yet, or otherwise. But he's detached and clearly capable of hurting others.

... Stay safe.

[As he closes the feed, you can hear him grumble exasperatedly - ]

... He licked me...

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Hey. This is Nami, Captain of the Bloodsport. Sascha's part of my crew. Would you mind telling me where you have him locked down?

[And she'll say thank you in a moment, but it's probably in her job description to keep tabs on what's happening with a member of her crew. Even if he is Senor Sociopath right now.]

I'm sorry, [ and he sounds extremely sincere. he hates having to mistrust people like that. he's exhausted, and heartbroken, and defeated. ] I don't know you. If this information spreads, it could escalate so fast. I can't.

[ it'll probably spread anyway; they've cancelled all lecture because they're using the lecture hall to contain him, and there's someone sitting by the door - it's not the most covert of operations. but still, telling a stranger on the network feels like a bad idea. ]

[That's actually kind of reassuring, to be honest. This has the potential to go so many ways of terrible; it's why she locked her request.]

It's okay. [It's hesitant, but she concedes it softly.] I wasn't going to tell anyone, but it's not like you know who I am. I've got no interest in causing a lot of grief just because he's glitching out. Sascha's... a good person, usually.

[When he's being Sascha, anyway.]

Are you all right?

I know. He's my friend, we're taking good care of him.

[ there's clear relief in his voice at her understanding. he's fought with too many people already, he doesn't have the strength for another battle. ]

Yeah, yeah I wasn't hurt.

[ or well he was, but his physical injuries have been minor. his psychological injuries on the other hand, he's not sure he'll ever be free of. ]

Thank you.

[Not so long ago, she'd probably have thrown a minor fit and demanded to know. But if there's one thing being stuck in these places teaches you, it's a whole lotta weary patience.]

If you won't tell me where he is, then can you pass a message on for me?

You can talk to him, if you want, we didn't take away his communicator. Just -- [ he sighs ] calmly. We don't want him to get riled up. He's cooperating, but when he gets riled up, he loses control.

[Ah. Okay, then.]

I'm not gonna rile him up. [Barely gonna talk to him, actually. She might understand it's not really his fault, but getting chomped at 3am is something that sticks with you.] But okay. I'll do that. Thanks.

If you prefer I pass it on, I don't mind, you don't have to talk to him if you don't want to.

[ he just thought it'd inspire more confidence in his claim that they're not mistreating him. ]

And, if you like I can update you the moment anything changes.

[ keeping busy is what's keeping him semi-functional at the moment. he understands how it sticks with you, he's not foreseeing it ever letting him go. ]

[She smiles at that.]

I'll leave him a message. But I'll take you up on the updating. I appreciate it. Winn, right? [Not that she's listening in on Sam's conversations or anything.]

No problem, yeah - I'll add you to the list.

[ it feels so weird - but a good kind of weird - to see a smile, and he responds to it, relaxing a little bit. everyone on the tourist knows he's a wreck. but to the rest of the fleet, maybe he could remain normal. ]

Yeah -- Winn Schott. Nice to meet you sounds weird right now, doesn't it?

It does a little, but all the same. Could have been better circumstances.

It's good to meet you anyway.

Likewise. Hopefully I'll have good news for you soon, and we can have a better take 2.

I'll look forward to it.

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