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keeps_a_cool_head[Infirmary Spam, pre-flood]
[Some time after Gard's unconscious, coma'd body is discovered and moved, Scorpius plants himself on the edge of the man's bed, casually running through his datapad to pass the time. There's no obvious reason to outsiders why he feels the need to watch over his warden in typical creeper fashion, but he does, and presumably will make difficult the lives of anyone attempting to get near to either without a solid reason]
[Public, post-flood]
In some ways, I feel as though a comatose warden is simply not holding up their end of the bargain. The game feels less interesting when one of the players is absent.
I wonder if Hiziki Gard thought to leave anyone in charge of my supervision in the event of his...disposal.
[Private to Horatio]
I believe I have something of yours, Horatio. If you wish to collect it, come to my cabin.
[Private to Crichton]
John. Yet another flood is happening. Be on your guard - I have yet to discover the logic of this one.
[Some time after Gard's unconscious, coma'd body is discovered and moved, Scorpius plants himself on the edge of the man's bed, casually running through his datapad to pass the time. There's no obvious reason to outsiders why he feels the need to watch over his warden in typical creeper fashion, but he does, and presumably will make difficult the lives of anyone attempting to get near to either without a solid reason]
[Public, post-flood]
In some ways, I feel as though a comatose warden is simply not holding up their end of the bargain. The game feels less interesting when one of the players is absent.
I wonder if Hiziki Gard thought to leave anyone in charge of my supervision in the event of his...disposal.
[Private to Horatio]
I believe I have something of yours, Horatio. If you wish to collect it, come to my cabin.
[Private to Crichton]
John. Yet another flood is happening. Be on your guard - I have yet to discover the logic of this one.
[Private]
Date: 2014-04-29 11:44 am (UTC)Without the neural chip in place, I hesitate to think of the havoc it's currently wreaking on your...fragile psychosis.
[aka, maybe your crazy is a bit more understandable, haha. Whoops]
[Private]
Date: 2014-04-29 05:38 pm (UTC)You...
[There is still a dangerous thrum of anger in his tone, no mistaking it.]
You hesitate...to think?
[He makes a sound that's a marriage of a scoff, a laugh and a sob.]
How is it? You wanna know? Well it hasn't exactly been sunshine and rainbows over here. Your little mini-me bastard isn't all that happy with this situation. Neither am I, but I guess you could already guess that.
[Private]
Date: 2014-04-29 05:44 pm (UTC)By all accounts, it should not have survived the removal of the neural implant.
I suppose even I at times underestimate my capacity for survival.
[only a tiny bit proudly]
[Private]
Date: 2014-04-30 12:15 am (UTC)And he hears that tiny note of pride in your voice you asshole.]
Uh huh, it's a Christmas miracle. Meanwhile I'll spend the rest of my time on this barge listening to the twisted cartoon version of you whispering sweet nothings in my ear. Let me tell you something, the book is not better than the movie this time!
[Private]
Date: 2014-04-30 12:17 am (UTC)Don't you mean the rest of your life?
[Private]
Date: 2014-04-30 12:34 am (UTC)You haven't put two and two together yet?
[Private]
Date: 2014-04-30 12:35 am (UTC)[It's not a question. He watches Crichton's head signature anyway, curious: this isn't something he would have immediately guessed as John's first deal]
[Private]
Date: 2014-04-30 12:41 am (UTC)[This isn't a question either. That Scorpius had to ask at all tells him this much.]
You thought my deal was for being returned home to Earth?
[Private]
Date: 2014-04-30 12:43 am (UTC)[Private]
Date: 2014-04-30 12:45 am (UTC)[Private]
Date: 2014-04-30 12:46 am (UTC)[But this new information is oddly liberating. He may have more allies in his fight to keep Crichton on the Barge than he'd initially realized]
[Private]
Date: 2014-04-30 10:59 am (UTC)I'm still expecting you to keep this to yourself. People around here think I'm crazy enough already. I don't need you goin' and blabbing this on a public filter.
[Private]
Date: 2014-04-30 01:27 pm (UTC)Does Aeryn know?
[Private]
Date: 2014-04-30 05:42 pm (UTC)She knows. She has for a while.
[Private]
Date: 2014-04-30 05:45 pm (UTC)Best of luck with the flood, John.
[Private]
Date: 2014-05-01 10:58 am (UTC)[Still not your friend.]
Sure. Whatever.
[He hangs up.]