026 ☺ Voice☺ Now put your hand up, if you wouldn't man up if there was a fight here

[moreincommon]

[This time Mark is feeling fit enough to post with video, and he assumes people are far less likely to be alarmed with the bruises now on his face than the swellings that used to be there. Still, he is not quite up to his old self and chooses voice again, if only because it's easier to pretend that way.]

Since there's still interest in learning dances and we could probably all use some levity right now, how does Sunday evening sound for everyone? If it's possible to reserve space in the gym I think that would be the best meeting place. If it isn't, we can probably take a classroom in the learning annex. My thoughts are that we'll start with some simple ballroom dances from 20th century Earth, but anything goes! Everyone's welcome to come.

[Private, Bush]
Welcome back! I'm sorry to greet you this way, but I had a note about your inmate.

[Private, Sylvanas]
We need to talk.

Comments

[Private]

[forsaken_queen]

Yes. We do.

[Private]

[moreincommon]

Can we talk peacefully or should we keep our distance?

[Private]

[forsaken_queen]

I'm not physically well enough to do you any real harm. [Yet.] And what I have to say should be in person.

[Private]

[moreincommon]

All right. How does the CES sound?

[Private]

[forsaken_queen]

Ten minutes.

[Private -> Spam]

[moreincommon]

I'll be on the deck.

[He's there early, wringing his hands and hoping this goes as well as possible. And if it doesn't (oh God he hopes it doesn't), he's wearing his ladies' ankle holster. Just in case.]

Private

[shakenandlimp]

A note.

[ Spam]

[forsaken_queen]

[She walks. Her pace is purposefully unhurried. She's not fully well yet, but she was eating, if a bit picky about it, because the Emperor had asked her to. She needed her strength anyway if she was going to be stuck in this body.

Speaking of, she was wearing clothes borrowed from Beatrix. The fit was a little all over the place. A bit tight in the bust, a bit long in the cuffs, but the clothes weren't falling off her at least. She stopped a few feet from her Warden, crossing her arms.]

Well.

Private

[moreincommon]

Sylvanas took full responsibility for breaking into your cabin and said Captain Jones wasn't involved in the plot at all.

You might be aware of this already, but I think they're covering for each other. They seem very close.

Private

[shakenandlimp]

As you will recall, Jones did the same, from the opposing side. He claimed she was his victim of blackmail and extortion.

I believe they are indeed quite close. He's quite angry for the lady's sake: thinks your punishment was cruel.

[outofclothes]

So you're to blame.

[advocacy]

There's dance lessons here?

[indispensible]

You could at least introduce yourself.

[outofclothes]

You stay out of this.

[indispensible]

I won't.

[outofclothes]

[He knows you won't.]

Why don't you come with a pause button?

[moreincommon]

There are now!

[moreincommon]

To blame for what?

[indispensible]

No one comes with a pause button, that's stupid.

Private

[moreincommon]

That's why I'm pretty sure they're both lying.

This is, well. I'm glad they're becoming friends, I just don't want it to lead to any more destruction.

[outofclothes]

You're stupid and yet here you are.

[outofclothes]

Her.

You put the idea of dancing in her head.

[indispensible]

Pause buttons are stupider.

Anyway, leave Mark alone.

[advocacy]

Awesome!

I'll check it out.

[No promises of dancing herself though.]

Private

[shakenandlimp]

As far as regards theft they shan't be-- there is nothing left for her to steal. I have returned Jones' heart to his care.

I can't help but feel-- he doesn't trust a soul aboard this ship, all pent with hate and all, but he trusted her. I can't help but feel it's to her credit.