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Who: Mr. Jarvis and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: Today!

[The video begins with a fellow in a well-pressed suit and a carefully adjusted tie, all befitting someone who puts the most care into looking a well-kept part in society. His poor hair could do with some pomade - it hangs a bit, droops like a wilted leaf on his forehead, but otherwise he's made sure to keep his dignity in the wake of this... horrible event. He's been clearly kidnapped. Kidnapped! He prays Miss Carter is safe somewhere; the last thing he remembers is being hit with a tranquilizer, but he can't seem to remember if it had been a terribly dangerous affair. Didn't they have the assailant in their trunk? Oh, what a beast the man had been. He will attempt to keep his composure regardless. It's his job.]

While I appreciate that you've let me keep my reading glasses, I'm afraid I won't be broken in by such... backwards methods. Whoever you are and wherever you have... taken me, I can assure you that you've chosen a terrible person to kidnap and that kindness will earn you nothing of use. I'm just the butler; a chauffeur, and I'll have little to offer you, unless you would like to learn how to properly fold any and all manner of clothing.

... Or how to properly prepare a dining table.

[I imagine nothing of that sort will interest you, you're probably all thuggish barbarians.]

If you think you'll get anything at all from me otherwise — well!

[He folds his arms, and though he's concerned for his health in the future (god please don't murder me whoever you people are), he is doing his best impression of an impassive, dry-witted butler. As always. He doesn't sell it perfectly, but at least he's selling it, and that's what matters. Look how tough and unbreakable I am. Can't hurt a butler when he's down.]

You're sorely mistaken.

[........ brb fumbling now]

How do I turn this thing off?

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[ oh. let's try not to burst that bubble for him, then. ]

We do stop. At way-points, so to speak. But there hasn't been a single successful escape attempt despite that meager freedom. [ maybe she can distract him... ]

Our current stop is a sort of outer-space hotel. The service has been atrocious.

Oh thank heavens.

[And he totally does roll his eyes to the heavens as he says that.]

I couldn't tolerate this for long periods of time. As surprising as it may seem with my busy schedule and simple nature, I am a social creature. And I am admittedly - quite lonely already.

The Marsiva is a glorified doctor's office after-hours.

...

I think I've had a dream of something like this.

But with my childhood pediatrician chasing me with needles.

Well, you're in luck. [ sarcasm. ] Give it a few days and you will instead be living in close quarters with about four to seven other individuals. Ship-dependent.

....

[Well, shit, he also loves privacy.

But it could be worse. He shrugs, as if accepting this fate.]

I imagine I have no say in the matter. Are there any passengers I should be wary of?

Most are friendly enough. [ there is the small problem of whoever-the-devil attacked bucky's ship, but she doesn't want to spook him. ] Be careful when you visit the Starstruck. My pilot [ her pilot, wow ] isn't always so fond of strangers.

[He puts his hands on his hips, determined.]

I'm sure I can aim to impress! I've also got my own pilot augment. Maybe this pilot simply needs a little company; I could interest them in learning a few pointers in social etiquette!

[jarvis pls dont]

I'd really rather you didn't. [ ugh that's an altercation she doesn't want to imagine too vividly. ] Only he can be quite surly and I'd hate to see you with a blackened eye for your troubles.

.... He sounds absolutely barbaric.

[I'm shit-talking my own character, what a day to be alive.]

He often is. [ barbaric. well, there's no use lying about it. ] But he's pragmatic and he prioritizes survival and -- and I do what I can to look out for him.

[ it's entirely possible that warning jarvis away from max is just as much for max's sake as it is jarvis's. ]

... Those could be relatively admirable traits.

[Begrudgingly. But he sighs.]

Very well. I'll treat him as a wild tiger and tip-toe carefully.

There are no other living traps aboard the Starstruck, are there?

Well. [ this is the voice of a woman who cannot answer with any certainty. ] That rather depends upon your definition of 'trap', Mister Jarvis. Certainly, we have people of considerable power and ability aboard.

[Oh no.]

What sort of considerable powers and abilities should I be expecting?

[ oh, dear. she doesn't even know how to begin describing wanda. maybe she can come at it from another angle: ]

Apparently, in the future of our world, there's a considerable number of remarkable individuals: people with skills and people with powers. For better or worse, a great chunk of them have decided to work together. [ she doesn't want to bring up steve again, so she tries to sidestep his involvement. ] Wanda Maximoff is one of them. She and her brother are both on the Starstruck.

[ a pause. then: ] Mister Jarvis, are you sitting down?

[ because you really should be for this. ]

[..............................

He sits down with efficient swiftness.

Please carry on.]

The brother is graced with an inhuman quickness. [ well. not graced, per se, given how they got their powers. but that's not hers to tell. ] While Miss Wanda's powers are a little more esoteric. She can manipulate objects with her mind. Almost -- almost like controlling energy.

[ there are the other powers, too, which wanda possesses. but they're a little tougher to swallow. ]

[.........................]

I - see.

Is this... a normality here aboard the fleet I should come to expect?

[WHAT THE FUDGE, IS THIS GEN X OR SOMETHING]

You'd better make your peace with it, yes. [ ... ] Kara Danvers can fly.

[ is she telling the truth? who knows! ]

[internal screaming]

I'm assuming you're not saying she's a wonderful airplane pilot, or a talented disc jockey.

... I'm overjoyed to know these people are on our side, at least.

[ brace yourself, dear jarvis. it gets worse. ]

She calls herself Supergirl.

[ and she is MERCIFULLY an ally. ]

Sounds like something out of a comic.

[roll credits boys, we're in]

[ OH DON'T SAY THAT. IT'S DREADFUL.

so! now that he's adequately calm and coping with a good about of deadpan, peggy goes out of her way to shake him up. ]

Better yet! She's not of Earth, Mister Jarvis. She's an alien.

Miss Carter, I'm starting to think you're getting a bit too much joy out of disturbing me today.

I'm merely trying to acclimatize you to these things now. [ har. ] I'm doing you a service.

And yourself one, I'm sure this is quite fun for you.

[He sighs, a sort of 'well, this happened' sigh.

As panicked as Jarvis may get in life, he's at least not very often scared of circumstances around him (sparingly few instances thus far not included). As far as Jarvis is concerned, he is very sure that panic is a healthy feeling. Er. In most circumstances.]

Aliens who can fly, people with extraordinary powers, and a ship floating through space. Is there anything else I must cope with while I'm aboard?

-- Dubious food and very little privacy. That's about the long and short of it.

[ well. there's more, but she isn't wholly cruel. ]

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kate calm down you'll get yours

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