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Who: Doudanuki & everyboooooody rock your-- wait no
Broadcast: Yes
Action: SS Caprine
When: Oct 9

[Voice to Caprine]
[Well... that was that then. Kai was gone, Ezri Dax was gone, Bones was gone, so now he was the last member of the crew that was around when he first arrived. He'd feared things would come to pass like this, but as soon as he saw that his quarters had moved from his own small bunk to the larger captain's quarters, he had to accept his fate.

And so he sent out a shipwide broadcast.]

...So this is Doudanuki Masakuni and apparently I'm your new captain. [Can you hear the enthusiasm in his voice? It's about as lively as a dead fish] So I'm gonna need a first mate. I don't plan on disappearin' anytime soon, but havin' someone around to help would be... [Well] helpful. Especially 'cause some of you are new.

And in case you're wonderin', I'm not human, so if you got human stuff you need help with, I ain't the one to do it. [a beat] Sorry.

[Voice: OPEN]
[Speeeeaking of.]

For people who knew them, Ezri Dax and Kai Gracen have both returned. Hopefully, they're safe and sorry for the late announcement, but... [Well, a planet was blowing up.

He clears his throat.] Things got busy.

Anyone got any tips on how to be a captain? Especially tips for a non-human who has to take care of a bunch of humans now?

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We can hope. [He hopes it for both of them, even if he's mad they left. He doesn't know why he's mad, but that's the only explanation for this feeling, right? He's pissed they peaced out without saying goodbye?]

She'd probably be sorry she left you all.

[Ezri was a good captain. It's a hard thing to follow.]

But, uh - that whole "feelings" thing is gonna be a problem. I don't want 'em to die - is that close enough?

[Welcome to complex emotions, buddy. Aren't they the best? ]

I have no doubt of that, mon ami. Are you alright?

[Considering. ]

Perhaps get to know them? Find out their interests and participate?

[no

no they are literally the opposite of the best]

'm fine - I'm used to mortals disappearing on me.

[Doesn't mean he doesn't miss them (not that he knows that this is what that emotion is), but he's used to it. Being abandoned is a way of life.]

.......And I guess I can do that. As long as none of them have weird hobbies like poetry or something.

[EMBRACE THEM, friend. ]

That is the downfall of immortality, no?

[He doesn't want that, he absolutely wants to be mortal again, please and thank you. ]

...Poetry. Well, it is not so terrible, poetry. But perhaps you will find one of them who would like to spar with you. Wouldn't that be fun?

[Can he embrace them as he suplexes them to the floor?]

Mm, yeah, but you get used to it. [Or rather] Objects like me get used to it. I guess humans might not ever really get over it.

[The mentions of sparring, however, perks him up almost immediately.]

You think? So far everyone I've asked has just told me "someday," or they're human and I can't spar a human all out like I could with another sword or non-human. You guys are too easy to break.

[No that's too violent!!! ]

Well, no. We are not really designed to live forever.

[Oh yes, he knew that one would hook him. ]

True, but there are non-humans here, too. Perhaps you could ask on the network? There are some far tougher people here.

[Lumiere, just let him live. Let him be free to stab and suplex]

Yeah, I'm gonna try to find someone once I'm not half-dead. Be nice if it could be someone on my crew though - sparring helps boost morale.

[or it did with the other swords...]

Guess you wouldn't be interested in sparrin' though, huh?

[That's how you kill people, Doudanuki!!!]

Of course, it would give you something to bond over too, no?

I am not much of a fighter, mon ami, even if I did have my body. Cogsworth might be interested, though.

[He's a sword, it was going to happen anyway?!!!]

True - I'll talk to the crew about it. Maybe one of 'em will be good at fightin' after all.

And Cogsworth...he's the other guy like you, right? The one that's cursed into the shape of a clock?

[YOU CAN LIGHTLY STAB THEM INSTEAD?!!! ]

You never know, they might surprise you.

That would be him. He knew his way around a sword when he was younger.

[Wow, that would have been the best euphemism if Cogsworth wasn't The Worst at romance. ]

[So now that he has permission, he's going to lightly stab everyone thx]

Huh, yeah sure - go ahead and introduce us. If he knows how to handle a sword, I'd like t'meet him.

[Ugh, that's about as good as he can hope for. ]

I am sure you would, and he would enjoy the chance to explore that part of his life again.

[It all works out Donut's way so he's happy]

Hn, as long as he knows he ain't gonna be handling me. I can get him a practice sword, but no one touches my vessel.

Well, I am sure that would suffice. He would not want to make you uncomfortable.

Just tell him to give me the measurements he wants - I'll figure out a way to get him a blunted one to swing around.

I will be sure to do that, mon ami!

Ossu.

[He gives the communicator a nod, glad to have found at least one person to spar with - even if it's a clockman.]

Hit me up whenever you got the measurements.

I will, until then!