Brimstone and gall, do I ever not regret making a point to close my journal on days like those...

[Warden Filter]

The Admiral offered me something I have to take. It's for Henry. I promise I'll be back. I need someone to keep an eye on Dallas Winston for me in the meantime, though.

[Private to Dallas Winston]

Rather unexpectedly, I have to step away. I've been offered an opportunity to do something that'll help me make good on the promise I made ( Read more... )

[Have a Morgan with her hair cut ridiculously short. Looking very unhappy.]

The goddess' Warden? Whichever Doctor you are -- I don't know how you tell each other part. I want you to know that there are Wardens who are raising their Inmates right now. Because some crazed gods ripped their hearts out of their chests. Or beheaded them.

Some had their ( Read more... )

I don't know about anyone else but when this is over I'm writing a very strongly worded letter to the Admiral about not bringing deities onto the ship anymore as Inmates.

[Private to Henry West and Dr Horrible]

Henry and Billy: Respond and state your location. Filtered if you have to. Are you still you?

So the other night. Your floor. Clapet. Do you want to tell me what happened? 

[Morgan has her arms folded on her desk, her chin resting on her hands. She looks tired. Half laying across her head appears to be a basset hound, which by its very nature and genetic makeup also looks to be tired. And sulking. And making soft "mrr" noises.]

I can't be the only person sitting here and telling myself that it's not what it looks like ( Read more... )

If someone hasn't started already -- fine, fine, rationing food whatever. But some people should start gathering the perishables together, getting them into whatever containers are necessary, and moving them up to the main deck so we can tie them off there. It's pretty damn cold up there, still, and should keep things from spoiling. Just a ( Read more... )

[Private to Henry West]

I need to have a word with you. Is now a bad time?

[Private to the Admiral]

Please bring back the Marquis' dog and repair his door.

I missed the initial fervor that started this discussion and have only been able to look back, but why are so many Wardens offering to help the Doctor build these "phones", which he's openly offering to everyone? Is everyone just really excited about tinkering with some new gadget, or are the lot of you really so fucking selfish as to dive headlong ( Read more... )

Yeeeah, that was interesting. Not that the barge couldn't use a little more song, right? I'd rather sing than turn into a man. Or an animal.

...no, I take that back. Being a bear is definitely something I'd try again.

[Private to West]

I feel like we should talk. You've been quiet, which usually means you're all right, but I want to be sure.

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