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Who: Jarvis and you
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Tourist
When: Today!

[Jarvis had just been returning to the SS Tourist after a day of working in the water and at the bar on the Iskaulit — it's clearly the Atroma's doing, some sort of surprise for the butler that must've been quite desired... clearly... He stumbles a bit in the dark, confused, because when is the cargo bay ever dark?]

Hello? Captain??

Mr. Schott?

.... Miss Price?

[He flicks on the main lighting system at last after a mild curse hitting his knee, and he's horrified by what he sees, as Hotel California plays muffled over the speakers. Not played by anyone on board, of course. But that's not the worst of it... No, the worst of it is that he finds himself... surrounded. By plastic...pink... flamingos.]

Oh... dear god.

...

[He plucks up a note.]

"To Edwin Jarvis, to help with the homesickness, a kind sponsor has decided to offer an army of your favorite Earth creature..."

[He looks to the left. Flamingos. To the right. Flamingos. There's some sitting in the shuttle seats. There's one wearing one of his ties.

Jarvis wipes a hand across his forehead, looking to the floor in his shock.]

... This is the worst day of my life.

[One of the flamingos tips over and clatters.

DISCONNECTED.

....

no, no, this is not over!!!

RECONNECTED.]

What in the bloody underworld am I supposed to do with dozens upon dozens of these?!

[hands on HIPS!!!! LECTURING THE ATROMA!!!!]

This is a sour waste of resources!! I would like a recall! Nobody wants your army of — of — hellbirds!

[... Outside of the SS Tourist, they've also peppered the ocean floor around the ship with flamingos, too.]

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[Good old Cisco.] You know, I find that to be less true with the plastic ones.

[Shifty-eyed.]

In this place, Miss Pryde... there's no way of knowing if they won't suddenly attack.

I fear a plastic bird uprising.

Okay. Remote possibility. It would turn our reality show into a B movie.

A bee movie?

[SEINFIELD THEME PLAYS IN THE DISTANCE]

It's a type of movie. Really cheesy and low budget. They must have had those in your time. [She doesn't know much about the history of film though.]

Oh...! Oh, yes... Something of a double-feature sorts.

Cheaper Western movies come to mind.

I usually think of monster movies, but I'm not a B movie expert. You'd need Winn for that. [Oh, Winn. Wake up already.]

Monster movies. Oh, goodness. Like Dracula, or The Wolf Man!

I swear, I lost a few nights sleep after those.

[oh sweet soul]

Exactly. Provided it isn't quality, classic Dracula. Really? Because you know we have vampires in the fleet and we used to have someone like a werewolf. [Not sure how Bigby would feel about that description.]

Oh, yes! I know that —

[WAIT NO — SECRET-KEEPING, JARVIS! WHAT IF SHE DOESN'T KNOW.

... Ehem.]

The vampires I've met thus far have been very kind, I've no contempt or fear there.

Buuuut..... surely they would agree, Dracula is quite daunting.

Edited 2017-03-24 08:40 (UTC)

Maybe so. I think some of the vampires I knew before this place would probably mock him. But I'm glad you're comfortable with it in the fleet.

Though if anyone ever does make you uncomfortable you should tell me. [Or tell someone at least.]