Who: Cissie and Iago
Where: On deck!
When: During the flood. Sometime in the first day
Warnings: None so far!
Iago had no idea what was wrong with everyone. It was like some kind of strange, surreal dream that he couldn't get out of. They were talking about everything from sex to who they loved or hated. It was obviously a flood, but it wasn't one that Iago missed being a part of. There were a lot of lies that he had to keep secret and there was no way he would jeopardize that by blurting out everything he was feeling or thinking all at once.
But it was amusing to watch them bare their souls to the network. It was easy to see how they could be exploited, how they could be completely blackmailed that way. It sent a thrill through him, but, for some reason, he didn't act on it. Not because he thought the fun would be gone- because that wasn't true. He knew, knew, he would have fun doing it. Rather, something else kept him back.
He walked along the deck, his hands behind his back, spotting Cissie a little ways off. Aching for a bit of company at the moment, he approached her cautiously, as he wasn't exactly her biggest fan.
"A bit late, isn't it?"