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video. (guess who was spared.)

Who: Max Rockatansky
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Starstruck if you wanna find him!
When: In the middle of this glitchapocalypse.

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... Why is everyone acting crazy?

I'm supposed to be the crazy one.

[That is literally his post. That's it. He's done.

Guess who hasn't been paying attention after everyone attempted messing with the comms and whatnot.

... He already hallucinates and has mood shifts and whatnot, so what's new.]

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Hnn. Don't tell me your people got to you, too.

... Pains in the asses.

Who got to me?

Edited 2017-02-21 02:13 (UTC)

... You'd know better than me.

[he shrugs a shoulder, not particularly looking at the feed]

People you got no choice but to trust back.

Actually, you do know them. Or at least some of them.

You're on a ship with some of them.

Captain Lovebird and First Mate Beau.

[He says, dead serious, arms crossed.]

... Featuring the witchy and the hyper ones.

First Mate Beau and I have had each other's backs for a while now.

[Which doesn't mean she doesn't find him calling them that amusing.]

If you have to trust someone, I couldn't think of better.

[But she still qualifies the statement, doesn't she.]

... Mm. They're, um. Good people.

[He is trying very hard; compliments are a weird thing he wrangles with.]

Good... to be on the same ship.

[A good effort. Natasha smiles slightly, but doesn't draw too much attention to the way he stumbles over compliments.]

Sometimes a little too good. But they are.

It's gonna bite 'em in the ass.

[... But it's good to be good. He supposes. For them.]

... If they try to make me practice trust falls, m'out.

Probably will eventually.

[And insofar as she can, Natasha will make whoever hurts Steve pay for it. That's her job as the less-good-person.]

He hasn't been that bad yet. Knows no one would play along.

He'd underestimate how funny it'd be to see some people fall over, f'he tried.

Some people, at least. It's not like it would hurt them that bad.

Besides, if I was expected to catch Steve, I'd probably get crushed.

Would be a pretty embarrassing way to go.

"Flattened by well-meaning friend."

Not how I expected to go.

Mm. Most people go out in ways they don't expect.

... Guess it keeps us on our toes.

I don't know about you, but I think I have a pretty good idea how I'll go. Especially the way things have been back home.

Huh. Rain of bullets and explosions?

A rain of bullets doesn't worry me. Just the one I didn't see coming.

Mmm. Guess I'll keep an eye out for the gun and the hand holding it, to warn you.

That's awful big of you.

Captain wouldn't appreciate me letting someone blast you, anyway.

[Natasha laughs, short and dry, the kind of laugh that a person can give when talking about their own death.]

Sounds like maybe you've fallen for her too, at least a little bit.

[Uuuuugh, don't say that.]

Ah, ahhh. Lower your voice, you might summon her.

... Then she'll have to put her hands on her hips and smirk like she won something.

I know the pose.

[It's very, very easy to picture, too.]

I'll keep it between the two of us. So you don't have to deal with that.

[A scoff. But a well-mannered one.]

My hero.

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