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[tinkerhell]

[Good morning, Moira. You are greeted with a strange video feed this morning. It opens with an untouched cup of steaming coffee and a plate that seems to have been emptied of food, save for one piece of alien fruit. A set of silver claws very carefully and painstakingly carving a face into said strange piece of alien-looking fruit in the mess hall, pulled from the plate once its completed its masterpiece. It doesn't look like much of anything, unless perhaps you've seen a certain visor around these parts. Then you might vaguely recognize the shape. Its not drawn very well.

The video feed holds on the masterpiece for a few seconds before said silver-fist comes slamming down on top of it and sends fruit juice and bits flying everywhere.

That's all, it seems, feed holding on the remains of the work of art, before a deep undead rasp speaks up off camera.]

Is breakfast still the most important meal of the day? Been a while since I had to think about it.

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[wallride]

yikes

[leftfeet]

It's unwise to waste food on a voyage like this one, you know.

[ Which is to say nothing of how melodramatic the display was.]

Who knows when we'll next reach a port, after all?

[tinkerhell]

[Reaper tilts the MID so he is looking down at the display instead and holds up a chunk of fruit.]

Just a little soft. Still edible. Want some?

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[tinkerhell]

What?
Something in my teeth?

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[wallride]

waste of a good space apple, man

[tinkerhell]

If you're that worried about it, then come get it.
Plenty of chunks left over.

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[saveyourserpent]

[Ah, excessive dramatic displays of displeasure. Good times.]

I love the smell of wanton destruction in the morning. Just getting some frustrations out?

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[tinkerhell]

[Finally, someone who appreciates bowflexing here and there.]

Nah. Typical morning routine. Normally go for something bigger. Liked the shape of this one better.

[The chunk of fruit he's holding begins to get squeezed slowly.]

[wallride]

naw, don't care that much
just a little concerned that point you're making is a little too bold
given the circumstances

[tinkerhell]

Not bold enough if you ask me.
I'm just getting started.
Don't worry, I got something for you too.
When its ready.

[wallride]

now that's even bolder!
getting me a nice present and all, i don't even know your name

[though, given the claws he has an idea.]

[tinkerhell]

Uh huh.
I'm a nice guy.
Name's Reaper.

[wallride]

oh yeah
i know you're real nice
first hand
there a reason why you're doing this?
or did you realise your other method isn't worth it?

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[ventifact]

what kind of question is that?
food is food no matter what time you eat it

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[saveyourserpent]

[No one can ever accuse Liquid Snake of not appreciating a bit of melodrama.]

Always good to have your exercises down, but switching it up a bit can certainly keep it fresh.

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[justice_from_above]

[Seeing those gauntlets, hearing that voice, has an immediate effect on Pharah. She tenses as a sharp chill runs up her spine. Everything in her says not to engage, but at the same time she's filled with the indignation of knowing who he really is, thanks to Jesse's intel. Once she's calmed herself down from the initial reaction, she opens a feed.]

[She is no coward; there is no reason to hide her face. She is, however, back to wearing her armor now that she is healed enough. She's learned from their last interaction.]

I'm curious to find out why you might want to know the habits of others.

[leftfeet]

No thanks. I don't eat food that other people have played with.

[Particularly not when those people are threatening looking adults. Not that his appearance will prevent her from playfully scolding him, of course.]

Make sure you clean up that mess when you're finished, though. The last thing we need is space mice.

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[grandpaladin]

[Reinhardt has no way of knowing who this is, yet. Yes, he's heard Reyes is here, and alive. But the voice is too different. The rasp, throws him off.]

Why would you do that to the poor apple? If you wish to slice it, there are simpler ways!

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[mylawn]

[Fact: this is a trap.

Also a fact: it's not even a good trap. This is, like, the most basic, obvious trap, with basic, obvious bait because Gabriel Reyes is apparently twelve years old. 76 should be insulted by the sheer laziness of Reaper's ploy to infuriate and/or flaunt his current, easily accessible location (after he's spent the last two weeks scouring the whole ship for him, at that). 76 should not, by any account, indulge this shitty attempt to get his attention. But it gets his attention, of course, even though he knows the only winning move is not to play, which brings us to--

A third fact: Jack Morrison is a human disaster who is (and perhaps has always been) physically compelled to walk right into traps. Always. Probably it has been this way for like thirty years.

Suffice to say it does not take very long for 76 and his gun to arrive, and he takes it upon himself to block the entrance.]

You're making a mess.

[He expects the response to be something like 'and it's about to get messier because blah blah blah your blood all over the floor', but YOU KNOW WHAT he doesn't care. This is stupid.]

[tinkerhell]

I like building suspense.
When you do it that way, the end is more satisfying.

[tinkerhell]

I'll think about it.

[Cleaning is not on the top of his priorities.]

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[tinkerhell]

Damn right. But I'm open to suggestions.

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[tinkerhell]

I'm no nutritionist.
I've just heard it said enough times to remember.

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[tinkerhell]

[Smart girl. He doesn't seem phased by her face or her armor.]

What makes you curious? I thought you would've learned your lesson last time.

[tinkerhell]

[Oh. Another one. Reaper doesn't answer right away, too busy appraising Reinhardt's voice.

But eventually:]

I prefer my way. Its cathartic.