[ Rule 11 ] [ Audio // Common ]
[The comm clicks on and Tyler's voice is heard. He sounds a little bored, as evident by the lazy drawl.]
So you're gonna feed the girl to the dog. Nice work. Go passengers go. What's happening with Mr Pooch after he eats her? Lock him up in carnival as well?
[There's a russle in the background, followed by a loud crunch. Someone's got himself some ( Read more... )
So you're gonna feed the girl to the dog. Nice work. Go passengers go. What's happening with Mr Pooch after he eats her? Lock him up in carnival as well?
[There's a russle in the background, followed by a loud crunch. Someone's got himself some ( Read more... )
[She lets the "kids" thing slide. This time anyway.]
Why?
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Work, work, work. That's all you people do.
Haven't seen you for a while.
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It's what I'm here to do. Did you miss me or something?
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Don't get ahead of yourself. I'm just bored.
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Not getting ahead of myself, trust me. As for your boredom, I'm not here for your entertainment. Not interested in sight seeing on thirteen or trying to help the other passengers clean up the mess they made?
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[Crunch crunch.]
You just keep telling yourself that. Haven't been to thirteen yet. Where're you?
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[Breaks.
Meth disliked taking breaks, but unfortunately she'd had to learn to pace herself while working on board.]
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I didn't know you took breaks. You don't seem the type.
[Regardless, he and his half eaten bag of tomato chips are on their way to Deck One.]
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I'm not usually but I'm also of no use to the Captain if I render myself unable to work.
[The captain was a great man to take her on, and after her bout with tschat, she'd learned that she couldn't work the same way she had before arriving on board. The work was more demanding, and breaks were a necessity, even if the very concept was against her very nature.]
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Yeah, alright. That Captain is a great man, blah blah blah.
[He's in the staircase now, breath a little heavier while he jogs up the stairs two at a time. It doesn't take him long and when he finally reaches the top deck, Tyler kicks the door open triumphantly.]
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A moment later her attention was drawn by the loud noise coming from the stairwell door. Meth turned to see Tyler standing there, looking damned proud about something, though deities knew what.
With a smirk, she left the railing and headed toward Tyler, and once within reach, drew back her fist and punched him in the face.]
Hi there.
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His head turned with the hit and he stepped back with one foot to steady himself. There's a pause to open his mouth and stretch his jaw while the pain kicks into action, and another moment to close his mouth and taste blood. It's been far too long since anyone has hit him.
A moment later, Tyler grins.]
You hit like a girl.
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Well that's convenient, considering all things.
[She shook her hand out. Things had been hectic. It had been a while since she'd had the opening to punch someone]
Didn't recognize you without the bruises and cuts. You almost looked respectable.
[Deciding to fix that, Meth punched Tyler again, just to see if she could split his lip for old time's sake.]
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I have my moments. Kage's been busy and no one wants to fight, so Jack's been hogging the spotlight latel--
[He really, really should know better by now. The second hit ends his sentence for him, this time her fist striking him more on the mouth than the side of the face. What blood he tasted in the back of his mouth is now matched at the front.
Meth Rezza has indeed split his lip. He's starting to associate that particular injury with her. Out of habit, he tongues at the split.]
Agh, fuck! Do I look better yet or what?
[He's enjoying this far too much.]
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After all, Meth enjoyed this sort of thing, especially when it involved Tyler. She told herself it had everything to do with the fact that he enjoyed her doing it as well.]
You're getting there. Figured I could start at the top and go from there.
[Her gaze was locked on his tongue as she spoke, as always, distracted as he ran it over the cut. On a whim, she brought her forearm up to his chest and shoved him back against the wall, using a bit of her telekinesis to make sure he moved back where she wanted him. After all, she was on break. She could do as she pleased.
Meth hooked a hand behind his neck and tugged him down to her level. They were face to face, inches away, but Meth didn't close the distance beyond that.]
Less bored now?
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As in charge of the situation as she is, Tyler doesn't hesitate to bring his hands to her sides and run them roughly down her sides. Gripping her hips, he flashes a bloody grin.]
You're starting to catch my interest. What else you got?
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