002 - Looks like a discoball and tastes like strawberries and dreams

[wolfuncaged]

Who: Fenris and you!
Broadcast: Video: Fleetwide
Action: Tourist.
When: Today. SPONSOR DROP for all characters who have started a romance aboard the Fleet



[Fenris had a very unsettled night, sleep wasn't the cards after his run in with Cole. Eventually, he does leave his armory to find breakfast. He goes by way of the cargo hold (just to check the horrible little wretch isn't lurking there) but instead finds a gift basket with his name on. Fenris can't read the rest of what's on it, but the gift basket is full of condoms, lubes and other sundries that only naked people will really have use for. Emblazoned on everything is Madame Gertrude's Pleasure Barn. Not only has Fenris been given one, but any character who have decided to indulge in a little romance, up to and including flirting has been sent one. The Fleet has got itself a sponsor. For today, at least.

Fenris is well aware what these things are (thanks, Exisilium) so it's with a largely bemused expression that he turns on his communicator, pointing at the...gift. ]

Please tell me that I'm not the only one who has been given one of these today. I suppose Atroma expects us to be grateful? Though it is roughly as subtle as a brick to the face.

Comments

video;

[serves]

[Look at what a pretty shade of red Cullen turns, even minutes after finding out what's in the colorful little packets. All the way up to his ears.]

Maker's breath.

[wolfuncaged]

[Wow, Cullen, that sure is a lot of red.]

I can agree with that statement.

[serves]

Someone must find this entertaining.

[wolfuncaged]

No doubt, or they would not have done it. That is all Atroma seem to care about. Entertainment.

[serves]

Entertainment of a--[there might be a scattering as Cullen's boot knocks over his basket, oops] certain kind, apparently.

[wolfuncaged]

I find it equally unsurprising and disturbing that they watch us even then.

[He's surprised Cullen even has any. He assumed the Commander's idea of seduction was waving his sword and shield around and maybe yelling at some underdogs. Templar stuff. He won't openly say that, though. ]

They must be exceptionally bored.

[serves]

I'm more disturbed, than anything. There's no such thing as privacy here.

[He's got some game.]

I suppose I'm still coming to terms with that.

[wolfuncaged]

You did not have such trouble in the barracks in Kirkwall? As I recall, they were not especially roomy. I doubt there was much privacy there, either.

[Not convinced at all on that.]

[serves]

That was different. No one was all-seeing. Privacy could be found, if you wanted it enough.

[Like maybe in a room in the Blooming Rose. If you were of a mind. Or goaded into it. Ahem.]

[wolfuncaged]

I doubt the Rose counts as 'private', Cullen. [Isabela talked about it. A lot.]

Still, I suppose you have a point. I still wonder where their cameras are. They need those to be able to monitor us, but I've seen nothing.

[No creepy little drones. He knows his fellow Thedosians won't understand this sort of dilemma, but it sure is there. They have to be watching them SOMEHOW.]

[serves]

I wasn't talking about the Rose. [.............. maybe.]

It'd probably be easier if we came from a place more like this one.

[wolfuncaged]

Uh huh.

[He exhales. ]

Not especially. Exsilium was very like this place. Or at least...the moon base was. It did little to prepare me for this other than knowing not to go outside without an air supply.

[Pause. ] Or make holes in the hull.