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[nicearsenal]

[There is a really, really unpleasant banging noise, like someone's thwacking their tab against a rock because (surprise) that's exactly what this particular someone is doing. A feminine, Australian accented voice cuts in after a while.]

-would have been nice if they’d given us a bloody crash course in how to use these things. How do you even-

[There is jarring sound of static and then a burst of distortion as a finger jabs at the TAB]

-tell-

[Another jab and more distortion.]

-if it’s-

[One more jab and for some strange reason, the image feed is flipped upside down and everything is strangely… purple.]

-working?

[There’s a sigh, and then coming through the upside down, purple video feed there’s a woman with dark hair looking quizzically at the TAB with a furrowed brow until she sighs.]

Some week this is shaping out to be.

[She jabs at the tab again, and while the feed returns to right side up, it’s still conspicuously purple.]

Okay. I don’t get it. Never did go in much for the whole sci-fi thing. First person to tell me where I can get a beer and a back rub in that order is my new space best friend. Name’s Chloe by the way. Chloe Frazer.

[She squints at the tab and then rolls her eyes.]

Shit, did I break it? Fantastic...

[ooc: backdated to during week two!]

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[nicearsenal]

You know, I bet if we stood him out in the middle of a completely innocent looking field in the middle of the English countryside he'd trip over a stone and unearth Camelot with the luck he has.

[Seriously. What is with him.]

And what about the wicked witch of the wizened- you know, I'm out of double-you words to describe her. What about that Marlowe woman and her lapdogs?

[tearsinajar]

I honestly don't know how he does it. Or why I did it.

[ As in why she stayed around, why she cared so much, why she loved him after he'd walked out on them. ]

Apparently they went down with the ship after it all went to hell.

[nicearsenal]

Sometimes I ask myself the same question, but then I get the cheque and I'm reminded. But this last one...

[She gives her a knowing look. She's been trying not to get too tangled up with any seriously dangerous shit like Lazarević but Talbot and Marlowe had shot that resolution up shit creek.]

Glad to hear they got what was coming. Jesus, you should have heard the epithets Charlie was coming up with when they had him on morphine.

[tearsinajar]

There wasn't much of a cheque for me.

[ Half the time a majority of it ended up going to her boss to replace whatever she lost, making up for the costs. And then her doctor bills, whatever she could give to Jeff's family once she was stable enough.

Whatever had been left, the price had been left on her body. ]

All I know from Nate and Sully, at that time, was that Charlie had broken his leg.