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Who: The burrito of death (aka Tek)
Broadcast: Audio, open to the fleet
Action: Bloodsport cargo hold
When: Broadcast day after the attack - Action open all month

[this one is sent in audio only, because goodness no one needs to see his current face--though, his voice isn't right either. it's too light, too delicate, and there is a little too much purr to it. especially without the aid of a video feed, it's hard to tell whether the speaker is male or female or monster at all.

and the tone is nothing but flat.]

Everyone is safe and accounted for? Nothing is entirely amiss? Wonderful.

[he isn't bitter about no one asking about his absence at all. nope. not one bit.]

So, I guess it's about time to start returning to our old routine, hmm? Everyone ready for things to go back to normal? Especially with such a good distraction from our recent little 'vacation home,' I know I sure am ready to forget about everything that just happened.

[this weapons-grade sarcasm could burn a hole through the floor.]

Especially with all of this new spending cash. ...Have you all checked your accounts today? The bonuses are already rolling in.

Isn't it wonderful.

[this sorry creature feels sickened and infuriated and doesn't have the strength to vent it any other way. so, a pissy broadcast it is!

and for anyone wandering the Red Fish any time soon, he can be found actually sitting up now. still wrapped in blankets and misery, but he's at least upright. it's a step.]

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[She likes that much more, and therefore leans towards him. Much more like the Boss Dragon she remembers. Still not worth obeying yet, though. So she continues to ignore the command to stop with the Looks.

A shrug, and then a headshake. Not long? She stopped keeping track. It didn't much matter once you got down to it.

She'd stopped him before coming back here. Grabbed a tiger cub, stolen some hearts, fought with the Boss Man. Usual stuff, you know.

A nod in his direction - how's his stay been going, then?]

[it's enough of an answer for him, and he's more than willing to take up her conversational slack.]

I've been around. And I've been here since this whole thing started.

[he tilts his head in the direction of the door that leads back to the rest of the ship.]

Is this where you're staying, then? On this ship?

[Nod nod nod.

That Robin character is a pain in her ass. Her face an't convey that properly, so she just scowls a little bit. She is displeased with her current placement among... White Hats.

Ugh.]

[but, oh, guess what he wants to know in particular. and he can't help the little smirk over the question.]

What do you think of the captain?

[Her lips press together, and her nostrils flare in annoyance.

She is not Pleased that he is so very good at being a Boss. She refuses to recognize him and his prancey White Hat ways :|]

Hmph.

That bad, hmm?

[ha, he seems quietly tickled by the notion.]

He can be obnoxious, can't he?

[She scoffs, digging around in her pocket for a piece of candy. She had been trying to ration it (no way of knowing where she was going to get more) but this moment definitely required it.

Obnoxious was a word for it.

You really need to heal up a bit, and turn back into Boss Dragon. So she can start ignoring Robin again.]

[candy-- noted. he'll have to keep an eye out for some in the future.

and yeah, he laughs just a little at that-- weak and breathy.]

You know, if you ever want him to leave you alone, or to stop doing something, just tell me.

I can make it happen.

[Is that so?

Hmm.

She blinks at him thoughtfully. And then reaches into her pocket for another piece of candy that she holds out to him. You may not be a Boss level dragon yet, but you're not so bad.

Especially if that's how the hierarchy was gonna work here.]

[the fact that he tells Robin what to do is a very important aspect of this hierarchy, and he's glad to see that she seems to have gotten the point.

and he holds out his hand when she offers.]

For me?

[She drops it into his hand, wrapper crinkling slightly.

A small nod. For him. Don't expect much more of it. Only on special occasions.

Having come to a decision - that he was not yet up to her standards of Boss - Jinx stood up. she'll be back later, to see if he's ready, hm?]

[even as self-centered as he is, he knows not to take the gesture for granted. and he's got a good guess as to the gist of what's going on in her head, and so doesn't argue when she stands.]

Thank you for the visit.

I'll see you soon, mm?

[when he feels presentable again, of course.]

[A bob of her head, and then a tiny salute.

Come find her when you're ship shape, Boss Dragon.]