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driftfleet2015-05-02 07:50 pm
justamobster) wrote in driftfleet2015-05-02 07:50 pm
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03 // Audio;
Who: Ladon Ceto and yooooou~
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Waystation, near a non-fleet ship.
When: Prior to leaving the waystation/VRD area (obviously)
[ There's a sniff when the feed kicks on, like someone with allergies or a slightly runny nose. When Ladon finally speaks, he sounds a bit out of breath. ]
Anyone wanna make some quick dough? Need some help loadin' a shuttle. By the red and black ship, one that ain't ours. Might pay extra if you don't go askin' too many questions.
[ Action; ]
[ Ladon can be found loitering around a non-fleet ship with an open cargo bay and one of the Tourist's shuttles. The ship appears to be outfitted to carry cargo, a good seven large crates of which have been brought down to the end of the loading ramp.
Ladon himself looks a little worse for wear. The sniffing appears to be the result of a bloody nose, which he keeps mopping with a handkerchief. His one eye is starting to turn black and blue, and there are a few spatters of blood that have likely ruined his new white t-shirt, along with a tear at the shoulder.
More observant parties might notice the taste of electricity in the air and the subtle smell of some sort of gasoline/lighter fluid-like chemical. Whoever the crew are for this ship, none of them are around. There are a few smears of blood on the loading ramp, but nothing large enough to indicate anything too nefarious.
Something's fishy, but that's why he's offering extra money for no questions asked, after all. ]
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Waystation, near a non-fleet ship.
When: Prior to leaving the waystation/VRD area (obviously)
[ There's a sniff when the feed kicks on, like someone with allergies or a slightly runny nose. When Ladon finally speaks, he sounds a bit out of breath. ]
Anyone wanna make some quick dough? Need some help loadin' a shuttle. By the red and black ship, one that ain't ours. Might pay extra if you don't go askin' too many questions.
[ Action; ]
[ Ladon can be found loitering around a non-fleet ship with an open cargo bay and one of the Tourist's shuttles. The ship appears to be outfitted to carry cargo, a good seven large crates of which have been brought down to the end of the loading ramp.
Ladon himself looks a little worse for wear. The sniffing appears to be the result of a bloody nose, which he keeps mopping with a handkerchief. His one eye is starting to turn black and blue, and there are a few spatters of blood that have likely ruined his new white t-shirt, along with a tear at the shoulder.
More observant parties might notice the taste of electricity in the air and the subtle smell of some sort of gasoline/lighter fluid-like chemical. Whoever the crew are for this ship, none of them are around. There are a few smears of blood on the loading ramp, but nothing large enough to indicate anything too nefarious.
Something's fishy, but that's why he's offering extra money for no questions asked, after all. ]
[action]
Please.
So you have a purple-flannel-clad changeling walking up and looking around dubiously. She can smell the blood, and it's definitely not just Ladon's. ]
Just tell me no one's dead and I won't ask until we're off the waystation.
no subject
He shakes his head, mopping a bit at his bloody nose with a handkerchief. ] Nah. Few crates of booze ain't worth that. They're all knocked out and piled in one of the rooms on their ship.
no subject
She can focus on how much this feels like her memories of working in the Apple, and not think about... other things that they haven't addressed. ]
So what happened, boss, did they not like your hat?
no subject
[ His grin is a little lop-sided. That tends to happen when one's face is starting to swell. He could use an ice pack right about now. ] We had a disagreement on the price. Made an offer, they accepted it, then tried to double when I showed up alone. Shoulda known better, but at least they weren't expectin' a skinny lug like me t'hold his own.