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[bastardbytrade]

[Mordecai's been chilling out at crustacian cove and mostly keeping to himself since he went and got himself killed. He's relaxing more than he usually allows and rather enjoying being off the ship.

Until of course his comm sprays him in the face with water. With an angry scowl he snarls into the comm.]

I'm not fucking talking right now.

[That said, he clicks it off and promptly throws the comm to land with his boots, vest, mask and shield that have been neglected on the sand behind him. He's just gonna sit and soak up the silence. It's been too long since Mordecai has had a chance to just... stop.]


(ooc: come ruin his silence. kick sand at him. tackle him. spill your drink on him. HE'D LOVE YOU FOR IT REALLY. 8D)

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[ntjstapwn]

Yeah, too bad that doesn't mean much.

*Marco is actually not all that far down the beach, but replies over comms anyway*

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[Mordecai hears him and after a moment of contemplation walks over to retrieve the comm he threw only moments ago. He hasn't spoken to Marco since they got dead.]

Heh. It always works. I never want to but I always end up doing it anyway.

How you been, Marco?

[ntjstapwn]

Just be glad it didn't wake you up. Unless it did, I guess.

*He laughs dryly*

I've been better, but I've been worse. Change of setting seems to be helping.

[bastardbytrade.livejournal.com]

[He nods, though Marco probably can't see.]

Yeah, I'm waiting for shit to start going crazy. Nothing ever stays calm for long.

It is a good break though.

[ntjstapwn]

*Marco sighs.*

Yeah, I know. But I was really hoping it would for once.

[bastardbytrade.livejournal.com]

[Marco seems like he's on a downer. Mordecai really couldn't care why, but he'll ask for the sake of doing so.]

You don't sound like your usual self.

[Okay, so it's not really a question.]

[ntjstapwn]

Hn. I'm still having the nightmares from the fucking library. They should go away once the bitch is dealt with.

*Or he's pinned his hopes on that, so doesn't want to consider the possiblity that those issues won't.
If he weren't still drunk, he'd probably notice that Mordie's just asking to ask.*

Otherwise I'm doing a lot better. Nice to be able to leave my room without worrying about getting killed.

[bastardbytrade.livejournal.com]

[There's a pause on Mordecai's side of the comm. It's one of those strange, rare moments where someone almost appears to be coming to him for advice.

He waits in silence, not replying until the subject turns to something else that he can grasp onto and steer the conversation elsewhere.]

Yep. I'm still cautious though.

[And curious. Dammit.]

Wait, what were you saying about the Library giving you nightmares?

[ntjstapwn]

*He wasn't really. Marco was just answering what he thought was a question.*

We probably should always be cautious.

Mm. Reading the books from the libraries gave people nightmares and other issues. It started when that bitch got out, so it seems like it'll go away when she's recaged or killed or whatever.

[bastardbytrade.livejournal.com]

[He nods, though Marco probably can't see.]

Well shit. Punishment for being a nerd then, huh.

I'm kinda eager to go another round with the bitch. If the Captain would give my guns and shit back, that is.

[ntjstapwn]

*He laughs a bit. Marco never really pictured himself as a nerd, but he guesses going through all those books trying to research things kind of counts*

Guess so.

Nn, yeah. I'd love to give her a piece of my mind. If I got my guns back it'd be even better.

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[Marco laughing comes as a bit of a relief, not that Mordecai would ever admit it.]

She got a better shot on me than I expected. [Aka DEATH.] The stakes were against us from the start. Still are.

[It's Mordecai's turn to sound a little bitter.]

[ntjstapwn]

Same here.

*It was a pretty painful, but at least quick, death too*

I expect they always will be here.

[bastardbytrade.livejournal.com]

[He makes an annoyed sound.]

Tch. Not how I like to play. But then, there's not much choice so far. Everything the passengers have tried to shake things up has failed.

Hell, look at what we unleashed from trying to fix shit.

[ntjstapwn]

Ah, I'm not saying we shouldn't act just because we're not likely to succeed. We just have to try and actually think about it more, unlike last time.

*He may be bitter about that still*

[bastardbytrade.livejournal.com]

Good luck getting a group this size to stop and think before they act. Everyone wants to be the hero.

[Mordecai just wants to kill something.]

[ntjstapwn]

Yeah. I figured that out. Next time I think I'll keep my information to myself until I figure out who'll use it right and who will fuck things up.

*Marco would really like to kill something, too*

[bastardbytrade.livejournal.com]

Tell me though, huh? I won't do anything stupid like that again. Info trades could come in handy.

[Perhaps they should join forces in killing something. It could be fun. Or just the pair of them slog it out until either they feel better or one of them falls over.]

[ntjstapwn]

*He'll think about it. Marco doesn't know Mordie well, but~*

Sure. You seem capable

*He sure sounds like he means it.

They should look into this, yes.*