[Razer is nine years old.

Razer is nine years oldHe's also standing in the middle of the buffet, glaring at a girly bicycle, wearing clothes that don't look like they could ever possibly fit him--and a macaroni necklace--and being generally pissed ( Read more... )

[Razer has left Erol's room for the first time since Blitz skinned his arms. He's doing well, to be fair, but this level of healing is very slow, so he's still sleeping too much and feeling much more pain than he usually appreciates ( Read more... )

[The comm comes on in the middle of some very heavy breathing, and Razer's voice is distinctly pained. He clears his throat, swallows and clears it again before speaking.]

Blitz is gone. He--

[Pained hiss.]

He disappeared.

I think.

Not like him to--rrgh--to leave the job unfinished.

[Long silence, some more heaving breathing, then a faint ( Read more... )

...Well.

Now that everything appears to be back to normal, I suppose it would be fair to, ah, share our findings?

[In the background, there's the high--so high it's almost above human hearing--whine of a television. There's also a little static, and a man's voice that might be recognizable if one strained their ears.]

--already told me ( Read more... )

Has anyone else happened to notice anything...odd?

[Footsteps; Razer is walking. They stop abruptly after a moment.]

That isn't right at all.

Perhaps--ah...

[Long silence.]

Precursors, how in hell is it even possible to get lost on this level? It's--

It's supposed to be--

[Another pause. There's the sound of a gloved hand slapping the ( Read more... )

Does anyone know when the cook is available? I would like to have words with her, but every time I see her at the buffet she seems so busy...

[There's something odd about his tone. He sounds interested, but there's an edge of something like sarcasm, a lilt of dishonesty that might put a more observant person on-edge. This entire broadcast is ( Read more... )

[Razer sounds a little tired. Annoyed, maybe? But it's obvious he's doing...not his best, his best is impeccable, but doing well at covering it with his usual smug friendliness.]Lily, you wanted to learn how to drive? As I am spending today on deck twenty for practice, this would most likely be a good opportunity for me to teach you ( Read more... )

I am getting so sick of this idiot ship.

[You can hear the water washing against the sides of the ship, maybe a low wind. Razer's lighter clicks.]

At least things seem to have settled down for the most part. No one in the brig, hm? There are still those ugly little things running around, and some of you are still being rather foolish, but I ( Read more... )

[Razer sounds tired and extremely frustrated. As close to at his wit's end as anyone here is likely to hear him.]

How long does it normally take to heal from a concussion "naturally ( Read more... )

For anyone who was present on Deck Twenty roughly one hour ago and witnessed the rather spectacular crash of one Commander Erol Kadir, I would like to assure you that he has been tended to and should be on his feet again soon enough.

[His voice has an edge of tiredness to it, as though he's worn himself out and is pretending otherwise. And ( Read more... )