[Razer is sitting in an armchair, his comm obviously set on the coffee table in front of him. There's a cigarette in his hand, held between two fingers, but he's simply switching it slowly back and forth, drawing subtle patterns of smoke in the air. He's also smiling. This...probably isn't a good thing.]Greetings, fellow passengers of this, our ( Read more... )

It took you all long enough, but it sounds as though you did better this time than the last.

[Click of a lighter, a pause for a drag, and a long exhale.]Regardless, it would have been significantly more impressive if it hadn't taken so long. For being such a simple plan, it certainly took an inordinate amount of time to formulate ( Read more... )

You all surely realize that the only major difference between this place and the ship is that it's made of dirt and everything is on one level instead of twenty, correct?

[Pause.]

No, I don't suppose you would.

[SIGH.]

...That said, I think this place is maddeningly boring. I would almost rather be back on the ship, violent insanity and all.

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I'm not a religious sort, but glancing at the date on this thing reminded me that Marmas is in a week ( Read more... )

[Hello, ShipNET! Razer's voice sounds completely normal for the first time since the attack on Ganondorf, and he is quite obviously pleased with this fact.]

Thank Mar. That went on quite long enough, I think.

[He sighs heavily; he may sound pleased, but he's also very tired. He hasn't slept in a while.]Does anyone else feel like sleeping for ( Read more... )

[The click of a lighter, a beat of silence, then another click shut. There's a loooooong pause, then the quiet sound of a very clearly pleased exhale. Another moment of silence.]

Jak~

[Razer sounds entirely too pleased with himself.]I met your great-great--and so on for however many generations it is--grandson today ( Read more... )

As I can't really think of any better way to verify this without dragging myself all the way up to the infirmary--

Ah...what was it?

AMU.

[Razer is very clear-spoken, almost businesslike. Pose a question, wait for an answer, move forward from there.]How well-versed are you in the business of skin grafting? With everything else you can do, I ( 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... )

You know, it really is a pity that the cook is dead. I liked her.

[Beat.]

Well, as much as I could like any roundear female with an inferiority complex who smelled of overcooked food, that is.

Regardless, it is a pity that she's dead. I must, however, state how grateful I am that whichever of the crew it was to kill her was kind enough to wait ( 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... )