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[poisoninmypocket]

Who: Monty Navarro
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Heron
When: September 16th

[Monty isn't a complete stranger to being one place and then suddenly being another. This typically has some element of delusion or other magic involved, though. Suddenly finding himself aboard a random ship in the fleet is disconcerting. But Renart's given him a basic rundown of what's going on, and he's glanced through this latest communications network. There's far too much to take in. But there is one matter he's been wondering about.]

To All Souls Present,

My name is Lord Montague D'Ysquith Navarro, most recently of the Fortress Between. I should extend my apologies if this is a query that has been answered before, but is there, perhaps, a list of persons who once were held within the confines of this fleet who have since departed? And is it known where these disappeared persons might go?

Regards,
Navarro

ACTION - SS Heron

[Monty's not entirely sure how much he should go just wandering about a strange ship when he's just arrived, really. He probably ought to introduce himself to the captain, find out if there's some place for him to actually sleep, where the food Renart mentioned might be... But, well, a man does get distracted. Specifically, he's been distracted by the Med/Science Lab. Everything in it should, by rights, be absolutely foreign, but his hands seem to know what they're doing when he picks up devices, and he knows what the different medicines he finds are and what they do.

It's unnerving, disturbing, whatever had he done to be so deserving of such an augment? And how in god's name is this possible? He's really trying to take it in stride, but he's back to being a no one, stranded away from all the people he's known for more than a year, except Renart, whom he hasn't even found, yet.

Anyone stepping into the medical lab will find a young gentleman dressed to the nines in a suit from a bygone era, moving around and trying desperately to keep himself distracted from... everything by mucking about with the equipment.]

Comments

voice

[pneumo]

....Um. [ Monty. Can't you just say "dating"??? ]

Y...es? [ Is this a yes-answer question??? ]

voice

[poisoninmypocket]

[No. No, he cannot.]

Many happy tidings to the pair of you, then, sir. Might I inquire as to your name?

voice

[pneumo]

[ Sascha hears 'tidings' and "tidying" and wonders how he's supposed to clean anything for Kitty when he's not allowed on her ship... ]

Oh--right, sorry☆ I'm Sascha. Nice to meet you~

voice threadjack!

[passingthrough]

Sascha! [Surprised. Exasperated. Inwardly groaning. Not angry! But come on as if Winn isn't having enough trouble with you right now. Why this?]

You misunderstood.

He misunderstood. [Adding since she's assuming Navarro is listening.] We're not together. We're friends.

voice

[poisoninmypocket]

[Well. All right. Perhaps Sascha is just a hopeful soul.]

My apologies for the miscommunication, then, Ms. Pryde. You must be very good friends.

voice

[pneumo]

[ Hopeful, uneducated...take your pick! That's him. ]

Oh--hi Kitty♥ [ And yes, he does chime that. ]

voice

[passingthrough]

Hi.

And, yeah, we're very good friends as long as that doesn't imply anything weird for you.

Sascha knows I'm with Winn.

voice

[poisoninmypocket]

Mr. Sascha, I was inquiring as to whether you were the lady's suitor. I shall be more direct next time. Are you on the same vessel, then?

voice

[pneumo]

Nah... Kitty doesn't wear suits and I only have one pair! [ D A T I N G, Monty. Dating. ]

I live on the Bloodsport,

voice

[passingthrough]

Yep. I'll let you two sort this out from here.

voice

[poisoninmypocket]

[You're leaving him alone with this Kitty? Really?]

Suitor, not... Nevermind.

[He's just not going to bother.]

The Bloodsport, is it? That's a rather violent name. Who did pick that out?

voice

[pneumo]

[ Kitty's the best mom he's ever had :D ]

I dunno... But that's where Bigby was, so I asked if I could go there! I was on a different ship when I first got here.

voice

[poisoninmypocket]

[You sound like you're her age, Sascha. What even?

Here's the name Bigby again, though.]

Did you not care for your crew, sir?

voice

[pneumo]

[ How rude! He's tens of thousands of years old! ]

Huh? No, that wasn't it--I just wanted to be with Bigby. [ Bigby is sort of the point his life revolves around in a lot of ways. he was the first person to actually try to make Sascha better rather than simply yell at him or keep his distance. ]

voice

[poisoninmypocket]

Oh? He's your friend, then? I have heard about him, briefly. What's he like?

[Give him all the deets, Sascha.]

voice

[pneumo]

[ Oh, Monty...you are not prepared. ]

He's big, and hairy...and soft, and super-strong♥ He's a real beast~

[ He's literally the Big Bad Wolf. An actual, giant wolf. ]

voice

[poisoninmypocket]

[Luckily, Renart has informed Monty of Bigby's status as the Big Bag Wolf. He'd assumed she meant he was like her as in he had a human form, as well. But apparently not.]

You're a great fan of animals, then, I take it, sir?

voice

[pneumo]

[ Big Bag Wolf, huh? ]

I love them! But they can't stand me, hehe... They always run away.

voice

[poisoninmypocket]

[Don't make fun of typos. 8T]

Really? Is there any particular reason why?

Re: voice

[pneumo]

[ ilu♥ ]

I'm Latvian⭐️[ Man he hasn't used that in a while...not since he first arrived and discovered nine times out if ten it's alright to tell people what he is. But with his recent glitch as his former self, well... ]

[poisoninmypocket]

[That means absolutely nothing to him.]

Is that a country, sir...? Or a species?

[Monty's about a decade too early for Latvia to even exist, yet.]

[pneumo]

[ Man, someone Sascha's actually ahead of for a change! This is a first. ]

Oh. Um. It's just someone from Latvia. It's a country, but it was mostly a joke...

[poisoninmypocket]

[Sorry, Sascha. Jokes are less effective when you have to explain them.]

I see, sir. [No, he doesn't.] Are Latvians well-known for scaring animals away?

[pneumo]

That...no. I'm not actually Latvian, that was the joke. [ Now this is just getting awkward (more awkward?) ]

I'm a vampire and that's why animals don't like me.

[poisoninmypocket]

[There's a drawn out pause.]

Oh! Forgive me the confusion! What manner of vampire are you, then? I've met several varieties. [Some are more tolerable than others.]