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"If you're hearing this then I can't be fucked answering right now or some other shit-covered fuckwich is going down on this boat so I'll get back to you when the fuck I can!"

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[The door to Blitzø's cabin looks like a typical shitty apartment door. Inside is pretty much exactly a shitty apartment. The door marked "Loona's room" does not open when tried and it appears that Blitzø himself sleeps on the couch. The walls are covered with images and drawings of horses, however every picture of Blitzø has his face scribbled over.]

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Ehh. Bunch of reasons. I'm not winning any dad of the year awards, basically. I haven't been home in like, three years thanks to work.

[Wow fuck this guy, now he feels guilty.]

At least you can fucking admit it.

...what do you do for work?

Corporate slave. Literally.

No shit? Guess that's a reason to be away so long. So what, bartering for freedom with the Admiral?

Let's go with "writing the reason for being arrested out of existence" for now.

[He can tell it's a touchy matter, and for the moment doesn't push further.]

Yeah well, not all of us get some big fancy offer for being here. Hope it pays off like you want.

Well right now I'm two for two on folks going back to the great blue yonder before their time, so I'm still working on the payoff.

[He gives a dry huff.] Honestly, this place is the most work I've ever done in my life.

Hah! I knew it, shit at your job. Not that it matters since there ain't enough power in this boat or anywhere else to get me to do this stupid graduation bullshit.

This isn't a job, Santa's Saddest Reindeer, it's volunteer work with a single massive pay-out. My job is that corporate slave life. Being used as a lab rat for mad scientists and aliens alike.

Lab rat, huh. Did the aliens get all probey with you?

Nah, they were more in the business of maybe-not-evil-but-definitely-missing-the-point clones. My evil capitalist overlords were the ones who used me as a human lab rat.

Yeah, that sounds about right. There's a reason Hell's full of fuckers just like that.

[And then, incredibly nonchalantly because he doesn't really care...]

So what do wardens really do anyway? If there's no point when it's not a permanent paring, why even bother?

Well when you're actually paired, they're gonna be able to give you your powers back, or order cool shit for you from the Admiral. If you wanna get a weapon or magic crap, he's not gonna let us slowly temps have the authority.

Mostly we're supposed to be someone you actually trust. A lot of wardening is just telling everyone else to go suck a dick about your own inmate getting up to something 'cos you think it's funny.

But you can get some shit, can't you? That other guy who said he was fucking watching out until I had a warden, he got me some smokes and my phone. So you must be able to do something.

Yeah, we can get you normal things. Like phones, furniture, we can pimp your whole crib if it sucks that bad - no bathrooms, though, that comes from higher up - food and drinks and stuff. Nothing fancy.

But why would you?

[Honestly it's the one thing he keeps coming back to.]

From what you've said, you don't get anything from helping me, I don't mean shit to you. So why even check in at all? You could just ignore me and move on for someone who wouldn't treat you like...

[He heaves a frustrated sigh.]

You know what, it's fine. It's... whatever and it's temporary. I'm not about to go starting shit so you can just forget about needing to watch out for me or anything. I'm sure you've got people here you care about so go check on them.

[And he cuts off the connection there.]

Edited 2024-02-21 07:10 (UTC)

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