Video; forward dated to 4am

[rraidergirl]

[ Someone's looking very grumpy for 4 am space time.  Maybe because someone tripped over the additional security system her roommate forgot to mention he installed and had the living hell scared out of her. ]

Hypothetically speaking, could one just. Stay in the hold. Like for a visit. Or does a murder need to be committed. Because hypothetically speaking I'm giving it some consider-

[ From somewhere in the darkness, a voice calls out. Lara tenses a moment before the sound registers. ]  Feeling a little less hypothetical about this.  Sorry, Miller.  Security system my bloody ar-- [The rest is cut off, because someone is going to chuck a furby at SOMEONE'S Ishmael's head. ]

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[warandpeace]

Those things need to be destroyed. Just give me the go ahead.

[rraidergirl]

At the moment, I am inclined to agree.

[yer_pretty_good]

Aren't you over-reacting? This ship is big enough to keep them should we find some eventual use for them.

[Aside from chucking them at each other.]

[rraidergirl]

We could always put them in the hold, I suppose.

[yer_pretty_good]

Now you're thinkin'. That's a great idea.

[warandpeace]

I'm not overreacting. On this ship you never know what those things might do.

[You can't trust swarms of cute things unless they're puppies or cats Ocelot.]

[yer_pretty_good]

On this ship, you never know what anything or anyone might do. Might as well toss everything into space if you're gonna look at everything as dangerous.

[warandpeace]

Yeah, but there's some secondary value to most everything or everyone else that makes them worth the risk. These are negligible. I say take 'em out.

[yer_pretty_good]

I say keep 'em.

[And he says it just to disagree with Miller. But there could be some tactical advantage to this. Who knows with the way Ocelot's mind works.]

[warandpeace]

[He suspects Ocelot might be doing this just to irritate him but he can't be sure.]

They're not worth the time or the sleep deprivation. You should get rid of 'em.

[rraidergirl]

Are you two really doing this.

Really.

Right now.

[warandpeace]

Okay, okay. Get some rest.

I'll kill them in the morning.

[No he won't. He'll forget.]

[yer_pretty_good]

We're just trying to give you the best advice, Lara.

[And it's fun to disagree with Miller. Ocelot is a grown man. Really!]

[rraidergirl]

I don't know if I believe that.

[devilofohara]

[A very tired looking smol shows up on the MID.

She probably shouldn't be up at 4AM, but she's been doing stuff in her own world on and off all night.]

Those things are so cute... Where did you get them?

[rraidergirl]

[...oh no, she's going to have to stop Miller from destroying one now, isn't she... And also getting up to go retrieve it and hold it up for the smol to see. ]

They showed up in the mail one day. There were a bunch in the cargo bay, I have no idea where they are now.

[devilofohara]

May I have one?

[Robin gives a small, but genuine smile at the furby. She's always been a fan of cute things and of creepy things, and this delightful little toy is a mix of both!]

I-If you find any others, I mean. I don't want to take one of the ones you're using.

[Robin's willing to steal a lot of things, but she won't steal Lara's furbies. Not from a loving home, like the one Lara no-doubt provides for them.]

[rraidergirl]

[ God, she's going to have to stop Miller from destroying the furbies, she'll never be free. ]

I'm sure there's still plenty left, there were... quite a few. And I can't speak for Ishmael, but I'm not using any of them. Help yourself.

[devilofohara]

Really?

[She looks ecstatic to be on the receiving end of such a gift. You did good, Lara.]

Y-you don't mind? I don't want to take your toys away...

[rraidergirl]

[ That actually gets a smile out of Lara, sleepy grumpy face that she is at the moment. ]

I don't mind at all. I'd rather they go to someone who likes them, anyway.

[devilofohara]

Wow, thank you so much!

[She's so excited to be getting a furby. She'll give it a name and put it on a shelf and listen to it talk in its weird mechanical voice.

Please take this opportunity to remember that this child has a degree in archaeology. She is Lara's academic peer in virtually every sense of the phrase.]

By the way, what are these things called?

[rraidergirl]

You're very welcome.

[ That's adorable and frankly, Lara wouldn't know what to do with the information. She'd probably be more comfortable dealing with Robin as a peer than a child. ]

They're call Furbies. They were a very popular toy from when I was a child.

[camouflage]

[four am is clearly the best time to finally go to sleep for a few hours. which is why john is finally heading back to his room after a hard day's work of playing moira's Big Brother. he completely ignores any new updates on the network in favor of letting his brain (and eye) rest for a while.

when he tries to open the door to his room, it doesn't

open.

huh.

he knocks.]

[rraidergirl]

[ Isn't that a mystery.

Isn't that strange.

Lara opens the door, takes one look at who's standing there and throws the furby right at his head before slamming the door shut. ]

[camouflage]

[have you ever had a furby careen through the air at your head and then hit you squarely on the eye? john can now add that to the things that have happened to him. the brightly-colored roy smacks him straight on the eye-socket, though its mercifully his empty one, spouting furby gibberish as it crashes to the floor.

eagle one is down and so is his diginity.

he knocks on the door again.]

Lara, open the door.

[rraidergirl]

[ The door opens, a pillow comes flying out, again aimed right for his head.

She is not, after all, completely heartless. Even if she is being a little irrational and cranky. ]

I did ask you if you put any of those in the room.

[camouflage]

[using his swift, soldier skills that he's picked up from thirty-plus years of killing men and blowing up giant robots, john catches the pillow. yep, it's amazing really, what those deadly hands can do.]

Loose lips sink ships. [what was the point if he told everybody in the room about it? the less information was spread, the more it stayed a secret!!] ...I guess I should've told you.

[rraidergirl]

[ Lara gives him a long look. She needs to take a moment to acknowledge that this is something that's happening, that this is the point her life has reached.

Finally: ] Yes. You should have.

[ She steps back. ] Good night.

[ And with a soft click, shuts the door in his face. ]

[saveyourserpent]

Stick your finger in its mouth!

[rraidergirl]

You know, under normal circumstances I wouldn't trust anyone telling me to "stick my finger in its mouth," that seems like a potential disaster.

[saveyourserpent]

Trust me on this one. I was around when these things came out.

[He's got "experience".]

[rraidergirl]

Did you have one?

[ She's gotta ask. ]

[saveyourserpent]

No.

But I did know the places that had display models. I might have visited them a few times.

[More than a few. What, he was allowed to play with toys.]

[rraidergirl]

Would you like one?

[ Please take them. ]

[saveyourserpent]

How generous!

But I'd never deprive you of such a thing. Please, keep it. You need them more than I do.

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[peridork]

[When Peridot's image flashes up on video, she looks extremely tense and unsettled.]

What in the stars is that sound!? Please tell me the ship hasn't been invaded by some new species of vermin again? [She does NOT want another scraplet incident, good lord.]

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[rraidergirl]

Not exactly, no. [ Lara holds up one of the toys. It's eyes flash and it's ears wiggle and it lets out a slightly staticy giggle. ]

It's a toy. A little creepy, but harmless.

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[peridork]

[She recoils a bit from the camera, eyes wide.]

Eugh! Are you... absolutely certain that's a "toy"? Because that looks like the sort of thing that this crew would allow on to the ship under the pretense that it was completely harmless, and then two weeks later it turns around and tries to annihilate us all.

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[rraidergirl]

[ Well.. ]

As certain as I can be about anything that shows up in the mail. They've been around for a month or so now and haven't risen up to annihilate us yet, at least.

[peridork]

Alright. Follow up question: Aren't toys supposed to be "fun". [Her eyes narrow.] Because nothing about that abomination looks like fun.

[Peridot what did the Furby ever do to you]

[rraidergirl]

They are supposed to be fun. I don't know if... this is actually fun or not. [ She shifts the furby from one hand to another, accompanied by a slightly discordant "wheeeeeeee!" ] Some of the younger people on board seem to like them.

[peridork]

[Deadpan:] Well younger humans have underdeveloped brains, so that's not really surprising.