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[So Vesper clicks on the video around this comment of this thread. Bond and Archer are apparently quite content to keep wailing on each other in the middle of the dining hall now that Vesper and any other innocent bystanders are out of the way, and it doesn't take an expert in martial arts to recognize that their respective styles are pretty fucking brutal, even if at the moment, they're sort of in a... compromising looking position? You can probably hear Archer yell "Did you plan this??", even though she's a good couple meters away from them.

Vesper sounds more tightly controlled and maybe a little bit angry more than anything else, because from her perspective, it's like Archer just marched down to the mess hall, threw a punch at her boyfriend and got... whatever this is started for no good reason.

(Presumably no good reason, anyway, she's not naive enough to think that Bond couldn't possibly have done something to encourage this.)]

Rogue, I would sincerely appreciate it if you could get down here and help contain your inmate.

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Oh for the love of- Ah'm on mah way!

[Which she is, immediately.]

Thank you.

[And she is just. Going to keep watching and feeling p terrible about herself because it's not like she can do much to stop them on her own.]

Haha, fucking YES!

Oh my god. Oh my god I'm filming this. Vesper! Hey! Vesper, tell them to start making out.

I'm glad to hear you're feeling better. [And she is. She just also isn't in the mood to deal with basically anything that's going on right now. B(]

James! Hey! James! Can he hear me?

Bond, take your shirt off!

Just out of curiosity, would you be acting this unconcerned if Cassel was the one who was attacked - to the best of your knowledge - without provocation?

Bond's getting attacked by the same asshole who broke into my room, dumped a tv on my bed, and forced me to watch his shitty home videos of the time he got vagina cancer. I'm milking this for all it's worth.

Besides. He can take him. Archer's like the Shasta Cola to Bond's Coke.

[Well, that sort of answers her question. B( It takes her a while to respond - once Rogue shows up, she's not really paying much attention to this post, but she does come back to it, and she hasn't exactly cooled off much. She's stressed and worried and pretty angry about... lots of things, really, but Chris has kind of turned into the straw that broke the camel's back, here, so she's not letting it go.]

I'm going to be honest with you, Chris. I've tried to be polite for Cassel's sake, but quite frankly, I'm tired of you treating serious situations like they're some sort of joke. I don't care if it's a coping mechanism or if you just honestly don't understand why your behavior's inappropriate, but between this and what happened with him and Cassel several days ago, I'm sick of you acting like every serious thing that happens to him is happening purely for your entertainment, because it isn't funny.

If you absolutely have to do it, take it up with someone else because I'm tired of listening to it.

[The split difference between where Chris is joking and when he's being serious is abrupt. His eyes harden, and he starts to look like it really had been a year since he's been on the Barge.

Because Vesper's right; it is a coping mechanism. On the Barge, people come back and are okay again. He's missed that, where people can fight and it seems like playing around because the Barge always puts you back together again. That doesn't happen in the world he'd just escaped.]

Go fuck yourself.

Edited 2013-10-07 03:46 (UTC)

[Nope, not dignifying that with a response. She's got bigger problems to deal with than feeling sorry for hurting someone's feelings because she was laying down boundaries.]

And for the record, I was only being polite to you for Cassel's sake too. So fuck off and stop making such a huge deal about shit that doesn't even matter in the first place.

[Hanging up. Like a mature person.]

Wait, what the hell's going on?

Mr. Archer attacked James in the mess hall. I don't know why.

The shit.

Is it handled, or should I go bite him?

I don't know how he's being punished, but I'd like to hope Rogue is taking this seriously. I'd still like to think biting isn't necessary. [But she appreciates the offer? :c]

[It was mostly a joke. Like. 75%.]

Is he hurt? Bad?

His shoulder was dislocated and he broke his nose. [So, nothing fatal or anything, but she's still pretty furious about it happening in the first place, and it's not as though it's fun watching someone you love get hurt like that.

Basically tl;dr in contrast to her insisting she was fine after the rat incident, right now she is definitely not okay. B(]

[He hesitates for a moment, trying to figure out how to get her to actually listen when he says he's worried, that he wants to help.]

[In the end, the answer's kind of obvious.]

You haven't met my cat yet, right? You should come hang out. While James is getting his face fixed.

[... Yep, that is definitely the best way to go about it.]

I'd like that. Now?

Yeah. Now's good.

I'll leave the door open.

Thank you, Cassel.

[She'll be headed right down. :c]

[Ilia is on the bathroom counter when she arrives, his tail twitching irritably. The door's unlocked but not opened; when it does open, he'll perk up, alert and suspicious. From his position on the bed, Cassel puts a finger to his lips.]

[Vesper knocks before pushing the door open and stepping inside, spotting Cassel first and then the cat. She frowns with curiosity, but does as instructed and closes the door quietly behind her.]

It's okay.

[His voice is quiet - barely audible.]

He's just skittish.

You can come sit.

Alright. [She glances at the cat again briefly before coming over to sit near Cassel. Her hair is starting to fall out of its bun in wispy tendrils and she looks tired. It's only her sense of pride that stops her from just putting her head in her hands.]

[He sees, but he doesn't comment. He knows about her pride, yes - he knows about the need to hold herself together so no one will see her falling apart. So he doesn't say anything, but he puts his hand on her shoulder briefly, just for a second, before letting it fall.]

I don't know where he came from. He's doing better than he was, though. I've just been keeping him here so he can get used to the noises and the smells.

[He clicks his tongue against his teeth, and Ilia turns attentively, then hops down off the counter and makes his way with excruciating slowness to the bed, as though he has a thousand better things to do with his time.]

[She manages a genuine smile at the contact, even though it's a little shaky, before looking back at the cat.]

Seems like a good idea to me. The Barge at large doesn't seem like a good place for a cat, anyway.

[And after a quiet moment of watching him come over, she's adding, sort of wryly:] Not that it's a particularly good place for people, either.

[As she says this, Ilia curls his tail around her legs and brushes against her with utter disdain for even the possibility of being rejected. Cassel, meanwhile, jogs his knee against hers.]

Sometimes better, sometimes worse. Worse lately.

[She leans down and offers Ilia her hand to sniff, focusing on him and not Cassel because her throat feels suddenly embarrassingly tight, like everything's welling up to a breaking point.]

I wish I could disagree with you.

[After a moment of incredible indecision, Ilia rubs his cheek against her hand, deeming her worthy of his attentions, while Cassel stills, watching her in profile.]

I wish it was easier to disagree. I wish I could do more.

I wish it was better here for you. I guess I wish that too.

[She lets him complete the rub before moving to scratch his ears and smooth her hand down his back.]

Cassel, you're doing quite a lot, and I genuinely appreciate it.

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