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[complicatedliar]

Who: Anyone who wants to hang on the Iskaulit
Broadcast: nah
Action: Iskaulit mingle, darlings
When: All day every day (at least for the month)

[We're drifting, so it's a perfect time to make use of the many fine establishments on our common ship.]

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Wrath

[pain_train]

[Wrath now splits her time between her mural and the gym or space asshole parkour course. But she can also be found taking Officer Snuggles to the fox park, and turning Jellybean the kitten loose to play in there as well.

And if anyone's looking for some hand to hand training, or looks like they need help, she won't hesitate to offer.]

[beathach]

[he hadn't really intended to head to the gym just yet - and if he's being honest, he's over here more to refresh his memory of what was here rather than to really do anything about it (except use the library, because y'know, nerd). But when he walks by and he spots Wrath he pauses, before changing his mind and heading in.

He remembers one of the last times they spoke, and it's good to see her out and active and - that's all he can think of to comment on, instead of a simple hello]

You look like you're doing a lot better. [hi, wrath]

[pain_train]

Hank!

[You're getting hugged, buddy!]

Yeah, I'm doing great. Almost back up to full strength now, and I've been really good about my PT!

[beathach]

[hugs are welcome! He hugs her back with a chuckle]

I'm glad to hear it.

[pain_train]

How are you doing, Hank? We haven't talked in forever. And all sorts of weird shit is happening with the people from your world, so that's gotta be tough.

[beathach]

It's - something, though a lot of it's settled now that we've had time to . . . adjust.

[pain_train]

I hope so. I'm really worried about Erik and Charles. [She's actually less worried about Charles than Erik... he has his bad moments, but Charles doesn't have anywhere near the emotional constipation issues.

Snort.]

Not that anyone tells me jack shit, so I hope you're okay?

[beathach]

You and me both. [he won't make a secret of his worries - it's easier anyway, to worry about everyone else instead of himself. He's as bad as Charles sometimes.

He only hesitates a moment before he blows out a sigh]

I'm okay. I'm a lot better than I was. What do you mean, no one tells you jack shit?

[pain_train]

Well, like. I still don't know what the fuck actually happened? I know some bad shit went down with Erik, because he told me about that, and I know some bad shit went down with Charles... sort of? Because you know how he is, like he never wants to come out and say the bad shit, because he's Charles. But I have no idea how the fuck any of that fits together.

Like, I know Charles said I can have a job and teach for him, but I'm not from your world or anything. I don't know if they forget, or if they just don't wanna talk about it, or both.

[Shrug.]

[beathach]

[he reaches up to rub at his face, nose wrinkling. Of course neither of them talked about it; he's not surprised, but he's at least explained some of what happened to his friends. Then again, all he had to say was one name and they instantly understood]

A lot of bad shit went down for both of them. It's - I'm not really surprised they don't want to discuss it in detail - not that they ever want to, but this time it's - different.

[pain_train]

Yeah, I got that much.

I guess if it's not any of my fucking business, it's not my business. But if I'm gonna try to end up there some day.... [If it's a big deal, she'd really like to know.] I hate going into shit blind. I've had to do that too many times.

[But this isn't Hank's fault.] Sorry, Hank. Just frustrated.

Fox park!

[aigue]

[Renart's been spending some time exploring the park, sniffing around, quietly disapproving of its existence. Any unfortunate little arctic foxes that get too close to her are getting nipped, and since she's bigger than them it's fairly easy for her to throw her weight around.

A human showing up is a bit unnerving, though she isn't about to just slink off. Nope, she's going to cautiously creep closer, her ears flattened and her tail nearly horizontal as she regards this new person (and what appears to be her pet fox) with suspicion.]

Fox park!

[pain_train]

[Officer Snuggles is not just a pet fox, he's a pet fox who shows up wearing a little fox-sized K-9 tactical vest with his name on it. A very well-trained fox. Wrath takes his vest off, and then he immediately goes into bounce and wiggle mode.]

Go play, Snuggles! You earned it.

[Huh, is that a new fox?]

I don't think I've met you before.

[aigue]

[The tactical vest is weird and uncomfortable, like this woman is treating that fox like it's one of those dogs that get put into little dog sweaters and get carried around in purses. Ugh, wearing clothes when she looks human is one thing - it's kind of a necessity with the lack of fur and human ideas of sensibility - but when she's a fox? No thank you.

She arches her back slightly, gekkering in caution at Officer Snuggles and the woman.]

[pain_train]

[Only if dog sweaters are armored. Wrath idly looks over the vest like she would any other field armor, though she keeps an eye on the foxes in case there's a fight brewing.

Snuggles moves forward to investigate the new fox.]

[aigue]

[Renart holds her ground, still eyeing the other fox suspiciously. She isn't sure whether he's going to act like a dog or a proper fox and besides, even though he's male she's got a size advantage.

She bares her teeth but holds off on gekkering for the moment.]

[pain_train]

[Officer Snuggles is used to other foxes being friendly. Though he approaches a bit more cautiously thanks to the bared teeth, he still wants to play. Tail up, he flicks his ears back, angle friendly rather than aggressive.]

[aigue]

[Ugh, this poor thing is more dog than fox. It's pathetic.

She snaps at him before suddenly lunging, to pin him on the ground. Her ears are still flat and her tail is fluffed up - she's going for dominance, not play.]

[pain_train]

[Snuggles isn't taking that; he fights back, snarling.

Of course, Wrath isn't taking it either. She lunges in--way faster than a human should be able to go--to try to scruff the aggressive fox with her left hand. She's not putting up with this kind of behavior; she knows what play fighting looks like and this ain't it.]

[aigue]

[Thankfully, Renart is much, much faster than the average fox. Like a black and silver bolt of lightning she's snapping before darting away, moving smoothly over the snow like she's done it a million times before. Whether that bite actually landed doesn't matter to her, her priority is to avoid getting picked up like some pet.

Once there's a bit of distance between herself and the human she gekkers angrily at her, severely offended.]

[pain_train]

[The bite lands, but it's on Wrath's artificial arm, so that won't feel terribly nice to bite. Wrath starts crouched between the foxes as Snuggles squirms upright and then stays ready at a hand gesture from her.

She regards the aggressive fox flatly, waiting but calm. Her tone is firm.]

No.

space asshole parkour course

[theboogieman]

[because someone on the Red Fish has been hogging the gym (hint: starts with an A and ends with RTHUR), Zhas is finally forced to look elsewhere for ways to stay sharp against the ever-present threat of potential vampire apocalypse. it could happen at any time. you never know.

so... if Wrath'll go up to someone who looks like they could use some coaxing (or a combat buddy, depending on how you interpret him), Zhas is a prime candidate. he hovers at the edge of the parkour course, frowning and crossing his arms. his leans forward every once in a while like he's considering giving it a go, but his arms stay crossed and he can never commit.

oh, and his face is painted like a human skull today. very much so. that may or may not have something to do with it.]

space asshole parkour course

[pain_train]

[Wrath's just finishing a run of her own, which is not quite as graceful as she'd like--she almost falls off one of the pieces of equipment, still trying to get used to her new strength level--when she spots the new person. He's pretty striking. She's also not in the least bit bothered by it.]

Hi! Did you want to go next? We can take turns!

and later than late...

[theboogieman]

[he glances at her, his frown deepening. "taking turns" is not a thing that sounds very appealing to him. sharing is not one of his skills.

...but the course still looks pretty cool. so he asks (in the creepy gravelly monotone you would expect):]

It's open?

[pain_train]

Sure! Anyone can use it. And if I'm in your way, I don't mind taking a break. I've been working for a while.