Zeke- We need to talk.
Hallway.

"I'm alright."

[Unable to fully express his leave of absence into a speech leaves the fish staring at his communicator for hours. Finally, the click comes on and a calm voice mutters, "I'm alright". Not that he assumed anyone cared, to be honest. Hell he doesn't even care, but Jeremiah understands the need to explain his leave. A breath can be heard ( Read more... )

[It wasn't even his goddamn death. It was Zeke's. In the background, lines like "YOU THINK DEATH IS JUST A GAME?!" And "Lay off it, Jere!" Yell out in the background. Until it cuts off.

Awhile later, a very, very-- /very/ angry fish mumbles about losing his clothes.]

You'll know it when you see it.

((Jeremiah's missing his set of clothing-- all in ( Read more... )

Too many people.
..Leads to headaches,..and..reproduction..

Knowing the captain, it'll be like rabbits, too.

At least I've kept some muscle development and agility.

[Jeremiah casts a glance off away from his communicator, and his voice becomes soft.]

Enough to take down a human, right Harpie?

R---iiibbiit~

[With the sudden squirt from his communicator-- the fish doesn't hesitate to toss it back onto his bed. On comes some far away voices~]

R-RIBBIT-

No, Harpie- quiet down or someone will hear.

[Some frantic FROG noises in the background, which is followed by several ''chops'. As if a butcher knife was cutting through something-
before the comm clicks ( Read more... )

[ It's been awhile, Elegante. Fish boy over here has been avoiding any communication for the past few weeks. Probably because any motivation to communicate left with Haine. Humanity? Jeremiah doesn't need it anymore. He's here for a job, protecting Zeke, and that's it. A shadow Jeremiah be and thus he doth become.

But Jeremiah understands the system ( Read more... )

[ Talking? Who needs regular check ups to let everyone know he isn't dead? Not Jeremiah. In fact, the only reason his comm clicks on is for the fish to let out some bottled up guilt. He did beat up a human not too long ago.

So after some silence, a rustle, a sigh-- Jeremiah's voice will come on with only the slightest hint of concern.]

Hey-- human. ( Read more... )

[It's the holidays, people. In fact it's the only Holiday Jeremiah actually bothers with, and one he intends to enjoy to his fullest. Though that includes mostly just sneaking around and grabbing presents, which he admits was much easier to do on land then it is in a cramped ship. So after some investigations, and some holiday cheer- a tank will ( Read more... )

There are too many women on this boat.

[A long hesitation, with some soft breathing in the background. Before some movement and a damn loud rustle.]

Is this o--?!? Goddamn--

[clickfuckingoff.]