Episode 10 [Audio // Common]

[blitzmeister]

Well then.

[Someone's not happy! Blitz has spent the last day holled up in his room after dying, hasn't eaten, and it has been interesting. Usually, he'd work his anger off by sparring or spending some good long hours on the track, but uh... he's kind of stuck right now.]

I seem to be missing some personal artifacts. If anyone happens to come

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[brynkitten]

[See this? This is Bryn finding Blitz's chains in the middle of her Italian workbook and not returning them. She's hiding them because she thinks they make him look tacky and detract from what could be an otherwise very handsome older elf. So there. She's keeping them. It's all in the interest of promoting a better image when it comes down to getting him on camera, honest.]

What are you missing?

[If she finds anything else, sure she'll return it. The chains have got to go, however.]

[blitzmeister]

My favourite suit (well, favourite from here), boots, my chains...

[He isn't mentioning his knives, but those are most important to get back after his toupee. He'll find them somehow, or get new ones, once he's able to leave his room and look.]

[brynkitten]

Well I haven't run across anything that I recall being yours...but I do live on deck twelve so I could bring you something if you want. Like, to wear, y'know?

[She so isn't bringing his chains back. If she knew he wanted knives she might hit up the buffet for some steak knives, but oh well.]

[blitzmeister]

[He doesn't trust Bryn enough yet to let her know about his thing with knives, but... he'll trust her enough for fashion.]

Something to wear would be perfect, actually. And a hat, maybe?

[brynkitten]

Well sure. Be there soon, alright?

[A hat as well? It seems an odd request, but it's not a problem for Bryn to add that to a list of things to grab. As partial as he seems to his suit, Bryn can only manage to find a blazer. For now, he'll have to manage with jeans and a t-shirt. Luckily, she was able to grab a fedora and headed up to Blitz's room to hand it all off.

Knock knock, Blitz.]

Avon calling~

[blitzmeister]

[He adjusts the towl around his head. It looks ridiculous, but he's done more ridiculous things in his life in show business.

She'll still see his wrist tattoos, though. It's a risk he's willing to take.

When he opens the door he smiles.]

Bryn, thank you! I appreciate it.

[brynkitten]

[The towel definitely seemed out of place, almost as much as the smile. Bryn hadn't been smiling after she'd died.]

S'no problem, really. I just hope they fit okay...

[Looking down at the clothes, she held them out with a smile of her own. It was then that she saw the tattoos on his arm. Whoa. She leaned in, trying to get a closer look.]

Didn't peg you for the tattoo type, Blitz...looks good though.

[blitzmeister]

[Blitz takes the clothes and closes the door pretty much in her face, not responding to anything. It's bad enough she's seen his bare arm; she doesn't need to see anything else.

The t-shirt is a bit of a tight fit but the jeans fit fine and the hat is decent. She has some amount of taste, at least.]

[brynkitten]

Ah...right.

[Well, that a surprise. She stood there staring at the door rather dumbly for a while. Perhaps he was handling this as poorly as she'd initially expected.

After a little bit, she turned to go. Perhaps he wasn't in the mood for company. She could understand that.]

[blitzmeister]

[When he's changed he opens the door again - he does have somewhere to go soon - to see her walking off. He calls after her]

Ahh, my apologies! Didn't want to do anything indecent there, heh.

[brynkitten]

[Bryn turned at the sound of his voice, and a bit relieved turned back.]

Oh it's fine...I just worried for a minute there I'd said something to offend. Thought you might be sensitive about...

[She gestured to her own lower arms.]

Y'know?

[blitzmeister]

Ahh, you don't want to know the story behind these. It's long and tedious and completely not worth the time.

[He's not lying, quite.]

Thank you again for the help. It's been... awkward, to say the least.

[The very, very least.]

[brynkitten]

[She pauses, studying his covered arms with some lingering interest.]

Oh well, if you say so I guess. They're pretty cool though.

[Bryn idly wondered if there was anyone on board who could do tattoos--okay better to not get distracted.]

But yeah, the help wasn't a problem. Like I said I'm right by all the clothing and stuff. Uhm, you doing okay though? I know it can be kinda unsettling the first time...

[blitzmeister]

[It's not the first time for him, but he isn't broadcasting that.]

I'm doing as well as I can, I suppose. Spent a good part of the day thinking about it.

[More like punching the wall about it. He crosses his arms and legs and leans against the door frame.]

It'll get better, though, hm? Not like I'm the first to die here.

[brynkitten]

[Bryn nodded, completely in agreement, and of course she got where he was coming from. After all, she had died once before as well, and it had shaken her world upside down.]

I'm sure it will get better and yeah, lots of people have died before here, unfortunately. Good news is that at least we have the tournament to distract ourselves with if need be, yeah?

[The tournament was an excellent way for Bryn to distract herself. Especially from how well the clothes she'd brought fit Blitz. That was interesting to see, and she tried to keep herself from staring too blatantly. If he asked she could always claim she was just concerned about him. Probably.]

[blitzmeister]

[He saw her staring and grinned a bit. He was used to that that sort of attention (any attention, really), but it was nice to know he still had that affect, even here.]

The tournament, yes. I actually managed to confirm with the crew what the prizes will be. Was going to give an update on it over the weekend, but well... things happened.