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[searingedgelord]

Who: Velvet Crowe and You!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: aboard the SS Red Fish
When: right after the Shuffle

[Velvet had woken up in one strange tin can and had only just started to get her bearings when she was suddenly transported to another strange tin can. This isn't how she was expecting today to go.

She stumbles a little but manages to catch herself, oblivious to the fanfare that signals her arrival.]

Where--?

[She takes a moment to steady herself, shaking her head to clear it. She blinks, focusing on her surroundings, trying to make sense of things.]

...Is that pudding?

[Where does pudding fit into all this? And that's not even mentioning the confetti. Actually she hasn't even noticed that yet, or the fact that a lot of it has fluttered into her hair. She looks pretty festive for someone so cranky.]

Comments

[airily]

[ Shhh.... He plays it off with a hum, scratching at his jawline. ]

Jeez, did he say that? Damn, almost like he's my dad, right?

[searingedgelord]

No, he didn't sound like anyone's dad.

[airily]

[ That makes him laugh. ]

More like... An enthusiastic kid?

[searingedgelord]

Yeah, that sounds about right.

[airily]

Yup, he's kind of a goody two shoes. [ But at least Zaveid is smiling. ] He's a good kid, though.

[searingedgelord]

Yeah, he seemed pretty inoffensive on the communication...thing.

[She'll figure out the words for all the weird technology in a couple of days, but right now it's all new.]

[airily]

He's like that in person, too. A real goody two-shoes.

[ And, boy, Zaveid loves him. ]

[searingedgelord]

You're really fond of this kid.

[airily]

He's a good kid, Velvet.

[searingedgelord]

Right. You keep talking about how great he is because he's a good kid and not because you like him a lot.

[airily]

Exactly. [ What else could this mean, Velvet! ] He's doing his best.

[searingedgelord]

All right. Whatever you say, Zaveid.