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[gentlemenpreferblondes]

[It's late in the night -- nearly a morning, when the post goes up to the network. Now, Moira's had plenty of drunken nightly posts in the past and in the beginning this really looks like one. In the video you can see J who's looking happy with a calm smile on her lips. Almost too happy to be someone suffering from insomnia and the cheerfulness doesn't really make her appear drunk. Maybe she's taken something else. ]

Now darlings. I know that things are looking very unpleasant to us at the moment, which is about as big news as water being wet I know. The ship smells like a dumpster, the new found information about Ingress, incompetent captains and the uncertainty whether our next stop is going to put us in danger again.

[Her voice is soft and sweet as she speaks. Coy yet inviting]

But I tell you it doesn't have to be that way. I now know how to make it better, how to make you feel better, darlings. All you need to do is come and join me in I.L.R and I'll show you.

[She winks her eye at the camera before showing her surroundings in J deck.]

Now please don't leave me hanging. It's like they say in songs: every baby doll needs her daddy, right?

[ooc: this is part of the monolith/indoctrination plot. J's been affected and if someone does come see her she's going to try convert them into her new found brainwashing religion.]

Comments

[gentlemenpreferblondes]

Well, thank you for the trust. But it's cold even from you to leave me alone like this.

Who knows what's lurking in the dark with all of this mess and voices.

[prorenataa]

On this ship? It's more a question of what isn't lurking in the dark.

[ Not helpful doctor. ]

What voices?

[gentlemenpreferblondes]

And still you insist leaving me alone like this?

[Worst doctor.]

The voices. [The way she says it makes it sound like it should be obvious what she's talking about.] Can't you hear them, Adrien?

[prorenataa]

Given the offer you put out there, I can't imagine you'll be alone for very long.

[ Oh but he doesn't know the half of it. Does he? ]

I ... hear nothing. [ He said, frowning and starting to feel a concern that perhaps they hadn't silenced the voices in Section U but rather given them free reign over the ship. ]

What are they saying?

[gentlemenpreferblondes]

You think? So far there haven't been that many takers. Makes me rather lonely.

Hm, oh. That?

[She pauses and lifts her eyes up from the camera and looks over her wrist to the wall, eyes focusing on something as if something is really there. She parts her lips slightly and nods as a sign of listening. Then, when the moment passes another smile breaks to her face and she looks back to Adrien.]

Can't tell. You need to come and see it for yourself.

[prorenataa]

Thanks for the offer but I'm not really in the mood for a party.

[ On the one hand, this was an incredibly weird conversation. On the other, J had been (in Adrien's experience) fairly weird since she recovered her voice.

Though his curiosity was pricked, the fairly fresh memories of the mess from their last conversation had him being more cautious than he might otherwise be. ]

[gentlemenpreferblondes]

Are you ever in mood for a party? [She chuckles teasingly.]

But worry not. It'd just be me, you and well.. the surprise. Trust me when I say you'd love it. I'm sure we would have extraordinary time.

[prorenataa]

Err .. no. [ Belatedly he realized that was probably a rhetorical question but oh well, answered it anyway. ]

The surprise? [ Hadn't they had enough of those? Adrien gave his head a shake. ] I'm sorry, J but I'm going to have to pass. I've got work to do.