Everything...?

[A blatant pause. Silence ensues, and then the sound of 'clanking'. It's plastic and not metal, though.]

Vin? Vin! [Some more clanking. By this point, Ashelin is actually trying to fix her communicator. Except it's not working, so she's going to use the one the ship gave her.] Vin, come in.

[There's a sigh of absolute exasperation ( Read more... )

Mar damn it.

[There is some slight shuffling. Ashelin seems to be arranging her room. With her fists. Bed rest Ashe is not the good kind of Ashe and she doesn't handle recovery very well.]

And by that, I don't mean that Mar.

I've had enough of this. Someone confirm: How many did we lose in that stupid shenanigan?

[And yes, people can assume ( Read more... )

I don't need this.
Can't a grown woman get some damn peace?!

[Thank you, voices, for pissing off one of the ship's residential bitches even more than she was to begin with.]

This ship is really starting to piss me off.

Here we go again.

Look out for Erol. I can't protect you from him.

You're all so damn stupid.

[Ashelin's tone is very pointed. Lucky for those selected few, she's holding her tongue.]

Torn, we'll have to improvise at this rate. The only time something gets done right is when we do it ourselves.

Mar damn it.

[Distractions, go, go, go!]

I don't like roundears as much I like the pointed ones, and this ship has too many roundears.

I think we should do away with them, or do something about those ears of theirs.

So how many of them can we lure into Carnival and leave there?

[Is that... a chuckle? Yeah. A little.]

[Locked to Phoenix // 90% Unhackable]
I've got something to talk to you about.

You know, from one... "noble" to another. Something like that.
[End Lock]

[Ashelin has been rubbing her ears since she got them back. She's much happier being an elf than being a roundear. Sorry, humans with your shortened ears, Ashe just doesn't care for your physique ( Read more... )

[Ashelin has a bit of a hangover. Sort of. She's not going to sound really good. She's not very happy right now.

So she's going to go punch trees in the forest. Because that's what Jak does every time he's pissed.]

Phoenix.
Forest. Deck 3.
Now.

[Yes. He's in trouble. Let that be a lesson to people who don't know how to keep their mouths shut.]

[She removes the last of that stupid rainbow colored body hair and she murmurs, not so much into her comm, but more like in the background.]

It's about damn time.

[She briefly pauses and brings her comm in closer, coming in louder than before.I want my shit back. If you have anything of mine, just bring it to me. Deck 11. Room 2466 ( Read more... )

[There's a sound of adjusting, metal against metal, an irritating scraping, before something falls into place.]

Between the tournament and this stupid thing about whatever the hell Valentine's Day is, no one's got a clue what's going on anymore.

[A shuffle comes in, she's further away for a brief moment before coming in bright and clear. Well, ( Read more... )