[The voice that comes from the comm is a little more hoarse than usual, and maybe sounds a touch out of breath.]

Bartenders and cooks aside, what do you--whoops--what do you do on this godforsaken ship? Starting to go a little nuts doing nothing here.

[The careful listener may note the sound of something hitting the ground. What he dropped is ( ( Read more... )

[Welp. Tan sounds a little befuddled.]

Uh.

Someone lose a tiny green dress?

Nearly tripped over the damn thing...s'what I get for not watching where I'm going....

[Tanvir is...NOT in the library! He is surrounded by books up on Deck 1, though, reading and enjoying the evening air. So much cooler once the sun goes down! The books are mostly about martial arts and various aspects of the same, but there's one on physics and a couple on cooking mixed into the bunch.

There is also a copy of something titled ( Read more... )

Okay, I'm new. I don't get it yet. I realize this ship is fucking weird. But the rain? That normal?

[Can you hear the exasperation in his voice? Somebody might be drenched. That squelch you hear is him trying to take off his soggy shoes.]

Luggage, deck on fire, and is it just me or was there a talking dog.

What next? Or do I wanna know?

[So he's confused. Because this? This is clearly not the bar he was just in. The confusion is clearly evident in his voice. There might be a touch of annoyance, too.]

Hey, look, I dunno if you're out there, but if you're there, Christa, want to explain to me what's going on? If this is somebody's idea of a joke, it's a piss-poor one. For-- ( Read more... )