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[farfairersoul]

[Razer has left Erol's room for the first time since Blitz skinned his arms. He's doing well, to be fair, but this level of healing is very slow, so he's still sleeping too much and feeling much more pain than he usually appreciates

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[onlyajackass]

[Gippal's still getting lost on this ship. It's just too damn big. He's starting to think he's made a wrong turn somewhere. He spies Razer, after rounding the corner and looking for the elevator.

Since he's never seen Razer, Gippal's got no reason to suspect he is actually a creeper. So he throws his hand up in a casual wave.]

Hey, can you point me to the elevator?

[farfairersoul]

[The correct term isn't "creeper," Gippal, but you get an A for effort.

Razer turns, he recognizes the voice, and he smiles.]

Ah, so I finally have a face for the name. You would be Gippal.

[He angles his head slightly, having to stop himself from putting his hands on his hips because angling his wrists that way HURTS.]

[onlyajackass]

[Gippal immediately recognizes that accent. He's not heard anyone else on the network with it. And boy just look at them ears. No he doesn't stare.]

famm E'mm pa tyshat [Well I'll be damned]

[He clears his throat and nods.]

Yeah, that's me. And you're Razer, right?

[farfairersoul]

[He gives a slanted, somewhat strained smile.]

That I am. I'm flattered you recognized me on voice alone.

[No he's not, he knows his voice is really distinct, if only for the accent.]

I do hope you don't intend to keep lapsing into that pretty foreign language of yours while we're speaking in person. It is rather rude.

[ecopiracy]

[Razer is not the only one irritated by the hearts, but since there doesn't seem to be anything Phoenix can do about them, he's doing his best to pretend they don't exist. However, he doesn't completely forget their presence until he sees Razer out and about. How many days has it been since he last saw the man?]

Razer!

[He waves the man over - then stops and blinks when it registers on him what exactly the other man is wearing.]

Ah... how have you been?

[farfairersoul]

[Razer gives a slanted smile as he comes up, and his expression is only halfway perturbed when he replies; that speaks volumes.]

Well enough, I suppose. Woke up smothered by some kind of stuffed toy, but I assume that has something to do with...all this.

[He waves a hand at the floating, glowing hearts, winces a little and stifles the urge to hold his arm where that stung, then gives his head a shake and looks back to Phoenix.]

And you?

[ecopiracy]

[At the reminder of the hearts, Phoenix shoots a look at the things, then shakes his head with brief annoyance.]

I found one of those toys as well, and more candy than I would eat in a month. What is it with this ship and its... sweets...?

[An odd expression crosses his face when he gets closer to Razer and he trails off. What is that...?]

[farfairersoul]

[Razer just shrugs, although the expression isn't lost on him. It's similar to Gippal's right before he'd decided to molest Razer's neck, isn't it?

...Something very odd is going on here.

Nonetheless, for the moment Razer simply continues with the conversation.]

I think the Captain assumes that some of us find having teeth to be optional. Or he wants everyone to be hyperactive.

[He hasn't touched the candy either.]

[shadesofeco]

[Unsurprisingly, Jak is also headed to deck eight for a drink, as he so often does. He almost doesn't recognize Razer in such common clothes, but those ears are pretty unmistakable.

He grunts and raises a hand in greeting as he heads over.]

Razer.

[farfairersoul]

[Those trademark ears perk a little at the sight of Jak--Razer was beginning to feel like he'd made a shoddy impression, what with the young man's lack of concern over Razer's present condition, but at least he's still acknowledging him in public.

...Such at public is, in this place.

He shoots Jak a smile that looks entirely sincere, green eyes bright through the haze of lingering exhaustion. After his last in-depth talk with Erol, he really can't wait to pay Jak back.]

Why Jak, here I thought you'd forgotten all about me.

[He chuckles a little, and his fingers twitch slightly. It may be noted that he doesn't have a cigarette in hand--or even on him anywhere. The few pockets on his pants are obviously empty, and without his belt on there'd be nowhere else to keep the things.]

Taking care of yourself, I hope?

[shadesofeco]

[Sorry Razer, Jak was being an anti-social shut-in for the better part of two weeks, and hadn't checked back through his messages. He does hone in on the bandages though.]

What happened to your arms?

[And as he starts to get closer, he smells something ... good. Really good. Something he wants to smell more of, but he can't quite put his finger on what it is.]

[farfairersoul]

[Razer makes a show of looking down at his arms, actually lifting them as though examining the bandages.]

Ah, that.

Our friend GT Blitz decided it would be fun to, ah, relieve me of my tattoos.

[He shakes his head and makes one of those flippant hand-gestures of his, then winces when something PULLS from the sudden sharpness of the motion. Fuck ow.

Note to self: Ask AMU about skin grafts ASAP.]

I told him to shut up over an open commline. He...didn't approve, to put it lightly.