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[forcefulgift]

[Have a rather angry looking young man on the screen folks, publicly broadcasting to the whole of the ship. His face is turned up in a little scowl, mostly because he got back from working his actual shift as a postman to find his bed decorated with the strangest blanket he'd ever seen... which seemed to be emanating some kind of purring noise. He'd never had a pet himself, so he didn't really get the appeal. Instead he pushed the thing to the side and sat down to find out whoever the hell put it there. Billy was out of the room, which means it either was his attempt to decorate or someone else entirely. Although there was a chance it was the other man they lived with, but considering Ade hadn't formally introduced himself or bothered his arse to stay in the room long enough to actually have a conversation he was hoping that this guy wasn't the type to go round throwing things on people's beds.]

Oi. Just got back to my bunk after doing bloody posty duties only to find something that wasn't here when I left?

[He glances at the blanket before reaching up to the desk for one of his cigarettes that he'd pre-rolled that morning. He was getting more and more thankful for his shady deal every day that shit like this happened. His shoulders hunched as he lit it and let out a forceful exhale. He hadn't actually asked the other guys whether he was allowed to smoke in there or not... but that was mostly because he went out of his way to make sure they were never in the same place at the same time.]

First thing. Which one of you wankers was in my room to begin with? [Another drag of the cigarette.] And second. Why does this bloody thing purr? What kind of sick bastard makes a blanket that purrs.

[Except then the damn thing was moving somehow, sliding up to settle around his shoulders and purr eagerly, trying to transfer some comfort onto those tense and angry shoulders. Which just has his face scrunch up into an expression of contempt as he tears the thing from his shoulders and throws it to the floor.]

Anyway. I want answers. Anyone who can give them to me and I'll trade you some smokes- or exuo. Whatever tickles your fancy as long as your informations good. [Except he wasn't going to reveal just how much exuo he had stashed away.

Even if this was a genuine mistake. It probably wouldn't be nice to be the intended recipient of the package right now. Especially with all the something in the water business going on right now. Tension is evidently rather high.]

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[forwardmomentum]

[ oh. well, now it's miles' turn to look wildly disconcerted, staring at the video feed. and he'd just been having a laugh at ivan for his misplaced delivery. miles didn't even know he was going to have a delivery.

but miles snaps his face into a blinding grin and raises a finger. ]

Ah, it seems you've come into possession of one of GalaTech's live furs. Specially engineered, self-sufficient -- totally humane. They're quite expensive, you know. Very, uh...cutting edge.

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[forcefulgift]

[The fact that a guy pops up on the screen and starts talking like he recognized these things was probably a bad sign. Ade sucks slowly on the end of the cigarette and narrows his eyes.]

So you know what the fuck this thing is. It yours? [Even his voice sounds a little like an unswung axe, too much of an edge to the words. .]

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[forwardmomentum]

[ ah, so he's the volatile type. miles' grin widens. ]

Mine? No, no. [ that's half bullshit. technically it's his girlfriend's. ] It's a fine product you've come into possession of. I think it suits you.

[ considering how, uh, affectionate the blanket seems to be... ]

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[forcefulgift]

[His eyes narrow again. If he was an animal he'd be growling.] If it ain't yours how the fuck do you know so much about it? [Because he didn't believe that for half a second... oh and the blanket was moving again.]

Suit me? Fuck off.

[forwardmomentum]

[ miles doesn't have the good sense to feel threatened by someone on the other end of a video feed. miles doesn't have the good sense to be threatened by half the people he ought to, honestly. his strategy in these kinds of situations generally boils down to "be as obnoxious as possible and run with what results", and that's his tack now.

write what you know, and all that. ]

No, really! I mean, it certainly seems suited to you. And I know because I've visited GalaTech's shop on Earth! They're really very state-of-the-art when it comes to living in luxury. And when you're in a place like this, can you really afford not to?

[ just running his mouth at this point? you bet. ]

[forcefulgift]

[He makes a noise not unlike a growl again.]

Right that's it mate. Tell me where the fuck you are on this bloody ship so I can come hand deliver you this- [He throws a hand out towards the blanket.] Piece of shit. I don't need your bloody GalaTech comfort. [Really Ade didn't need any comfort. He did spend a long time in a cell after all.]

[forwardmomentum]

Sorry, all sales are final.

[ miles grins because "quit while you're ahead" is not in his repertoire -- at least not in these situations. frankly, he's been bored. ]

Look, I'm not your waste disposal. [ says the waste disposal technician ] If you don't want it, get rid of it. You seem like, a, uh... smart enough man. [ that one's a little forced ] Surely you can dispose of it without my help.

[ he's not fool enough to tell adrien where his quarters are, though. ]

[forcefulgift]

[At the all sales are final Ade visibly tenses, his shoulders hunching up behind him as he stares into the camera. His gaze becoming one of a man who's just spotted his target.]

Tell me where the fuck you are. [The words are cold now, not even heated. It was pretty clear this had something to do with Miles. There were too many coincidences in play for it to be anything else.] Or I'll go through every fucker in this ship 'til someone tells me.

[forwardmomentum]

[ miles senses he has made a mistake.

his intent had been to get adrian disgusted enough with the blanket to stop bothering miles and throw it away or something, but he seems to have overshot it a little. the last thing he needs right now is this musclebound terror taking out his impotent rage on him. ]

Well, that sounds like an awful lot of effort just to give me something that's not mine. I'm not the one who put it there. Why not just chuck it, eh?

[ just throw it away adrian don't mind him just throw it away ]

[forcefulgift]

Like fuck I believe you now, mate. After you know so much about it.

[He stands, the camera rising with him and putting distance between himself and the blanket.] So yeah, maybe I will chuck it. But not 'til I've seen you, yeah? [Because interrogation just happened to be one of the things he was taught while he was being weaponised.] Maybe I've got a few more questions 'bout that thing and how it wound up in my room.

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[noassgardian]

What is that?

[eugh, is it purring? And moving?

Sorry, Force, he's not behind this one.]

Please get it out of our room.

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[forcefulgift]

[It's purring. It's moving. It's awful. Ade scowls, smoke curling out beyond his bared teeth.]

Bloody well trying mate. You been letting any weirdos in here or what?

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[noassgardian]

Do you think I'd let someone in with a purring blanket? That's not... really my type, you know.

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[forcefulgift]

I don't know what the hell you get up to when I'm out. [He doesn't mean it nastily, its just what it is.] Or if poncey purring blankets are your cup of tea either.

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[noassgardian]

Trust me, that's totally not my cup of tea. [He makes a face.]

That's not like... a real cat or anything, right? They can't make them into blankets, I mean...

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[forcefulgift]

[He throws his hands frustratedly in the air.] Fucked if I know, mate. All I know is it purrs, it feels like a bloody cat and it keeps trying to climb on me.

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[noassgardian]

Wow, that's just so creepy...

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[forcefulgift]

Yeah you're telling me mate. Wanna find out which bastard put it in here and deliver it back to 'em in the most painful way possible.

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[noassgardian]

I think I'll pass on the 'painful' part.

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[whatdidisay]

Oh, that thing. ( ivan says, super casually. can he toss miles to the wolves like miles did him? probably not, but at least he remembers how much miles wasn't very fond of the thing. ) My cousin had one exactly like it, you know.

Friendly, isn't it?

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[forcefulgift]

[Ade doesn't recognize this stranger ever. Then again that's what he got for broadcasting himself to the entirety of the Moira.]

Oh great. Another bloke who recognizes this piece of shit. [He's half tempted to flick ash on the blanket to see how it'd react before opting for the small glass jar on his desk.] Exactly like it? As in its the same one? Your cousin on the ship or what mate?

[whatdidisay]

Well it was black and friendly. Until uh, Mark ( look, miles, he's not calling your clone your clone. are you happy ) threw into the closet and left it there. Who knows, something could have gone terribly wrong.

Miles? Oh, he's around.

[forcefulgift]

Should've stayed in the poxy closet. [He grits the words out as the thing tries to approach him again and there's the most subtle shift in the way he's sitting as he reaches a hand towards it, crushing it against the ground so it couldn't come near him.]

You wanna tell Miles to come get his bloody blanket before I get it in my head to feet it to him? [And he probably would.]

[whatdidisay]

You can probably find him in sanitation if you're really intent on giving it back to him. Careful though, he can talk circles around you before you even realize what's happening.

( he's being helpful! )

[forcefulgift]

Sanitation? [So waste disposal. It seemed fitting considering he had something he needed disposing of.] And you're sure its his, yeah? 'cause there ain't enough words in the dictionary that'll get past me mate. [Mostly because that required challenging Ade's brain in some way... which was some task considering he mostly just turned it off.]