U-Uhm...

M-Merry...whatever you luh-like celebrating...

((ooc: someone's still bummed about not getting what he asked for from the captain, but he's not about to regift. Instead he's going around and personally handing the following books from the library to his friends;

• A 'shoot-em'-up' western for Sally,
  
• a collection of biographies of famous ( Read more... )

O-Okay.

Sally.

You. Me. Drinks. N-NOW.

...

a-awesome.

[The transmission starts with an obviously slow drawn in breath. Herz's voice is mostly level and he sounds aggravated. His tone is one you'd take with a child who's being unreasonable.]

...Kage, could you please give Razer back his ears? There's no reason you'd want them or need them more than he wuh-would.

Razer, uhm, i-if you wake up and I'm out, I'm just...taking a look a--around. I'll be back.

I'm gonna get some, uhm, cook books from the library. Returning what I've already chuh-checked out and finished. That...sorta stuff.

Oh, uhm...

And--and any suggestions for dinner? It was cuh-cool cooking for you guys the other day. Sorry I kinda...up and left ( Read more... )

It--it's good to hear again.

No point thanking the man that--that took it away, though.

...

...I've been thinking.

I'm sick of--of the violence.

If you start any thing on this shuh-ship, I don't want to be associated with you. Period. I can't stop you--I--I know that, but...I won't talk to you.

I'm sick of me and--and my friends getting dragged into ( Read more... )

Redd.

You better do your goddamn job.

Doctor...guy. I need help. Room Ten-eightuh-ty two. Deck four.