Second Body: (video) CINDERELLA

[bringthedeadup]

[Hello Elegante! The comm clicks on to a picture of a bedspread and white sheets. Then the comm is picked up, and turned so that you can see Cecil. It's sitting in front of him, and he's swathed in sheets from below the waist, shirtless above, despite the fact that he's rather skinny and pale.

He grins at the comm. It's the most smirkiest, dirtiest

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[Audio]

[scarredpalms]

You'll want Sergei's. Decks nine and ten. It's got good cooks and good bartenders, but it's self-serve too, to some extent.

[...]

And for the record, I don't work there.

[Audio]

[bringthedeadup]

[If this were video, you would see Cecil's sadface. You aren't the guy he made out with.]

There's only one kitchen on board? Not that I won't check it out, yeah, but...

[He trails off, and then laughs.]

No? Just an enthusiastic customer?

[Audio]

[scarredpalms]

[Well that would be rather awkward, considering Cyrus doesn't swing that way!]

Actually, there might be other kitchens on other decks. Try deck eight for a bunch of non-operational once.

[Here, he smiles.]

You got it. That, and I'm feeling charitable.

[Audio]

[bringthedeadup]

[Cecil will hit on everything if given enough oppurtunity!]

Oh, really? Sweeeet, I'll have to give those a looksie.

[Cecil rike cookan his food.]

Ahh, helping a new guy out. Thanks a lot, then.

[tanvirus]

[Please be patient, Cecil, this is gonna take him a minute.

A long minute.

One sec.]

Well, fuck.

Hey, stranger.

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[bringthedeadup]

[Ahh, there's the voice Cecil was hoping to hear!]

Hiya there, stranger. Fancy hearing you around.

[tanvirus]

[Even without the video, he'd have jumped on this post; he remembers that voice. The show? Just a bonus.]

Oughta be happy you're hearing me, the way you ditched me. Broke my damn heart!

[What a lie. He's teasing.]

[bringthedeadup]

[Cecil gives a laugh.]

I'm sorry, I was going to turn into a pumpkin if I didn't get back to the ball before midnight.

[He's so amused.]

Could always come tell me off to my face.

[audio]

[idkmybffsean]

Cecil. Lad. Put some fockin' clothes on.

[He's amuuuused.]

I'm usin' the kitchen on deck 8 called Our House or some shite like that. Not there at the moment though cause uh...

[Stupid handcuffs. Stupid pixie.]

[audio]

[bringthedeadup]

I should! I'm freezing my ass off without a shirt on.

[But he has a reason for being shirtless he's just not. going. to tell you if you're dumb enough to miss that innuendo-laden conversation up there.]

Our House, noted. Wonder why the other guy thought it was empty...

Cause... you've got a pretty lady and you're having your way with her?

[audio]

[idkmybffsean]

[Oh he gets it alright. Joe's not one to miss the point of that kind of talk.]

Probably cause it ain't fully open yet. I think Nel's got plans for it.

[Pause. Facepalm.]

And I ain't fockin' sleepin' with her.

[He really doesn't need jokes like that right now.]

[audio]

[bringthedeadup]

[Cecil chortles.]

I didn't say you were sleeping with your - boss? - boss, dude. Just wondering why you aren't there right now.