[Greetings, failboat. This hammered Lilith brought to you by Sergei's Bar & Grille ( Read more... )

At least this time I know better than to look stuff up.

I never want to see skag porn again in my life.

[The video flicks on, and there she... no, HE is. A very feminine, very red-haired man is stroking his lips and eyes and jaw and peering into the camera. Is he admiring himself? Oh yes he is.

Lilith isn't so sure that this is a bad thing, as long as it isn't permanent. His hand disappears off-camera to grab his own crotch.]Oh, sweet deal ( Read more... )

Girls.

We are going shopping. The selection just got a whoooole lot bigger and badder.

You know you wanna come with.

[Lilith grabs her communicator, to post like good girls do.

And then it gives her a face full of what had better be H2O.

Sputtering, she wipes her eyes and mouth clean before pressing for audio.]

Okay. Who let the dog out?

About fuuuucking time. A hotel is too much like what we got on the ship to be much of a change, honestly. I am so campin' out.

[She sounds exactly like the cat after it brutalized the canary, purr-y and smug and ready to pounce the shit out of another unsuspecting bird.]

I gotta say, I am liking the selection here. Locals are a bit too rocky ( Read more... )

You know what the best god damned thing to do right now is?

[Lilith is pacing Deck 11, restless as hell with so many dead and still not sure if her partner is risen from the dead or some melodramatic crap like that. She's a little crazy-eyed.]

Don't

touch

anything.

And read the fucking signs. Swear to god, I'mma take your crew and rip THEIR ( Read more... )

Holy crap, did--

[Lilith nearly threw up a little in her mouth.]

Yanno? There is a line where art stops being art and turns into cheap-ass pornography.

[The ECHO comm clicks, and for once her voice is rigidly controlled. However long it lasts. Lower, too.]

You fucking playing with me?

What the fuck did you do to me while I was asleep!?

[Annnnd she loses it. Some people WILL know that girlish frustrated shriek! Sorry about your ears. For those in the vicinity of Deck 11, that was her room ( Read more... )