004 - Audio

[salamandher]

[The speaker is making an effort to sound collected, if not seriously confused. It's an improvement from "weepy", she thinks.]

May be a stupid question... but as messed up as this boat is? Are there usually big racks of guns just laying around?

Among other... things.

[Someone just found the weapons lockers! Thanks Captain.]

Seriously, it's like my own private arsenal right here.

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[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

No ladymon, dis be new.

[Kevas can see this backfiring horribly.]

[salamandher.livejournal.com]

... Oh yeah, this is going to go so well. Bunch of pissed off, panicked people... and semi-automatics.

Hold me, I'm scared.

[Moreso than the deadpan, dry way she said the last line would suggest.]

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

Don't fuhget dat most of dem be drunks too.

Really ain't be sure what be da biggest danguh. Da t'ing dat be tryin' to kill us or da passenguhs tryin' to kill demselves.

[salamandher.livejournal.com]

Oh. Good. I always wanted to add "drunken homicide" to my list of ways to die.

... Let's go with the crazy people here who just got a load of guns dumped on them. And... glowing... stuff. Pretty sure that's dangerous.

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

And when dere be so many choices why would jah wanna go wid sometin' as simple as dat?

Pretty sure dere ain't be anytin' in dere dat won't kill a mon horribly.

[salamandher.livejournal.com]

Because it's the least painful, if you get it right, I hear.

Sort of makes you wonder why all this turned up. Sort of.

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

I'd say least painful be "none of da above". I say we go wid dat option.

Yeah, sort of. [Actually he's pretty sure he knows why it's here.]

[salamandher.livejournal.com]

... Well, yeah, there's that.

[Pause.]

We're so screwed. Aren't we.

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't say screwed.

[hesmypuddin.livejournal.com]

It ain't nothin' I've seen on this tug boat since I got here, but I ain't gonna complain!

[Says Harley, who stumbled across the same thing this morning and began stocking up. My, but she does love her weapons! Do you know how ridiculously pleased she was to find a mallet much like her old one? Do you?! SOOOOOOOOOOOO happy!!!]

[salamandher.livejournal.com]

You have any idea how reassuring that sounds?

Answer is, "not at all."

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[hesmypuddin.livejournal.com]

Nope .. nope .. nuh-uh .. Ugh, too small! [Harley pauses in the act of tossing a gun (or two) she doesn't like haphazardly over her shoulder, the sound effects likely picked up by her comm. She then straightens and picks up her comm as she sights down the barrel of an almost comically oversized 44' magnum. The gun might look a little too big for her under normal circumstances, but she handles it like she's been doing it for years. Oh, right! She has!!

She's actually glad she found a magic user to heal her hand now, cause it feels sooooooo nice to have a gun in her hand again. :D :D]

Look, toots, I ain't here ta powder yer ass, ya know? I ain't gonna say that I ain't happy ta have a gun or five, cause I am. They'll go right nice alongside what I've had ta put together fer myself when I was mixin' household chemicals fer bombs.

[There is a loud *BANG* as she sights and pulls the trigger, letting out a whoop of delight at the familiar kick of the gun.]

HAHAHAHAhahaha! YIPPIEEEee~ I ain't lookin' this gift horse in the mouth, toots!

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[salamandher.livejournal.com]

... Excuse me? The hell did you just call me?

[Yes, Kara, that should be your biggest concern right now.]

I'm sure you're thrilled to have a gun again, broad. Or seventeen, or however the hell many you're cramming into your pockets right now.

But for the rest of us? You know, the ones who don't belong in lockup with the rest of the crazies? Not such a great day.

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[hesmypuddin.livejournal.com]

[Harley might be bothered by the tone any other day, but .. aww, who am I kidding? Harley could give a shit about the tone! She's got Maia as her biffle, after all! :D]

Toots .. ya know? Broad, babe, chick .. toots.. I ain't think it was that difficult a word, but hey .. [An unseen shrug.] Wha-da I know? Ain't everyone of us on the same level I guess ..

[Oh, but she catches the tone again, looking at the communicator and rolling her eyes.]

Awww, I ain't been locked up in years! 'Sides .. least I know what I'm doin', ya know? Can't say the rest of folks that help themselves can say the same, huh?

[There is a beat of silence then and Harley sighs, lowering the gun as she talks frankly.] Ya just gonna let whatever happens happen, toots? Ya just gonna roll over an' die instead of fightin' back? I know ya ain't keen on them openin' up the arsonal ta us crazies, but we crazies are up ta fightin' fer our lives, ya know?

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[salamandher.livejournal.com]

No, it's not hard. It's just not me. I'm not a babe, or any of the other things. Got that?

[God why. Excuse her while she sets a towel on fire in the bathroom.]

Yeah, I'm sure you do. You sound really trustworthy over there.

Who says I'm not interested in staying alive? Maybe I just don't like the thought of a bunch of psychos shooting holes in everyone. Ever think of that?

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[hesmypuddin.livejournal.com]

[Have a rolling of the eyes that you won't see, but FEEL it! Yeah, being told she nuts is sooooooooooo new to Harley. fffff]

Well, if that's how ya feel, that's how ya feel. [A shrug here as she begins the process of packing away what she's taking, including this pretty pretty '44 mag.]

What ya gonna do if ya don't fight? I mean, I get that yer antsy about every idiot with hands takin' guns, but what d'ya plan on doin'? If ya ain't wanna gun, sure, fine an' dandy .. but we ain't all inexperienced with the use of 'em. Heck, I'd wager most'a us ain't plannin' on doin' anythin' with 'em we don't hafta .. [Harley really wasn't sure she could include herself in this group. She was more than likely going to do things she shouldn't. She could probably safely guarantee it.]

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[salamandher.livejournal.com]

There's more ways to fight than just shooting up the place.

[Besides, Kara's never used a gun in her life. She knows better than to just pick up a piece and start blasting with it. With age comes experience, if not maturity.]

Then you'd lose a lot of money. I haven't even been here that long and I can see half the people here really get off on random acts of violence.

[a-doc-not-a.livejournal.com]

They're new. Guess the captain decided next time we get attacked by hell birds he wants passengers who don't know the barrel of a gun from the trigger thrown into the chaos, as well.

[There was a 'hello, nice to hear from you' in there somewhere.]

[salamandher.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah, that's exactly what I wanted to hear. Good work, Leonard.

[Oh yeah, nice to hear from you too, buddy.]

[a-doc-not-a.livejournal.com]

Hey. Well at least you'll be prepared when bullets start flying.

[Because that's all the idiots on this boat need. More ways to kill each other.]

[salamandher.livejournal.com]

Prepared to lock myself in my room and never come out? Yep.

[a-doc-not-a.livejournal.com]

That's probably the best strategy at this point.

[The less people he has to patch up, the better off everyone probably is. Even if it was somewhat cathartic.]

...You holding up alright?

[salamandher.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I thought so.

[Pause.]

Oh. You know. Peachy. Just... peachy all over.

[a-doc-not-a.livejournal.com]

Yeah. You sound peachy.

[There's a slight pause, because he's...not very good at this.]

You know, if you want to talk about it...

[salamandher.livejournal.com]

I know. I do.

... I thought you were a doctor, not a therapist.