The Last Voyages: IC Inbox

[worthallthis]

There is no voice message here. Better hope you got the right box.

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[shadowsran]

"Oh, I love that - very cozy, unique." Fitting enough to her appearance. It's good he's settled on it, good it sounds like he'll be keeping her long term. The smile only grows. "She responding to it at all yet?"

[worthallthis]

Don't worry, Misty, he's attached now. Vesta isn't going anywhere. "Hard to tell. She doesn't respond to much if she doesn't want to." She is, after all, a cat. And the room is so small it's not really necessary to call her. She's always right there.

[shadowsran]

"Suppose that's cats for you. Sweet though, a great name." Paying off! Pets continue to be a force of good. "Play much, or mostly solitary?"

[worthallthis]

"Some. Chases my boot laces. Pounces my hand under the blankets. As long as it's not the metal one." That one pissed her off, so she didn't play with him again for a whole hour. "Mostly just sits and stares, or sleeps, though."

He finishes off the water and, after a beat of staring at the bottle, himself, he gives it a good crushing with the flesh hand, since the metal one is still cooling down. And it's plastic, it crunches very easily, and with a satisfying noise. Still looking at the ruined plastic, he says, "I sort of have a name now. Too. Ellie started it. Calling me B."

[shadowsran]

Cute.

"Gonna make referencing you a lot easier," she murmurs, laughing. "It's punchy, I like that too. You have anything inanimate to beat on in your room, B?"

[worthallthis]

He's not sure what that laugh is for, but it's not a mean laugh, so it's fine, he supposes. He squints a little at the question. "The walls. The mattress, sometimes." When his shoulder hurts too much for the walls.

[shadowsran]

"You could get something to hit, if you wanted it. Better than a mattress, or-- the, uh, walls. It'd just crop up, like the trunk did."

Not leading, but an offer. Delicate.

[worthallthis]

He frowns at the smashed plastic bottle. "That's how the room is. How it comes." It hasn't ever occurred to him that he could or should change it.

[shadowsran]

"Can't add bathrooms, can't add weapons, can't make you a mansion, but I can do pretty much anything else."

Shrug. It's ultimately his call and her suggestion.

[worthallthis]

Well that's... a little overwhelming. He's never had any kind of control over the place he's been kept, that he can remember. The bottle crunches a little more. "I'll. Think about it." Having a bag in his room, like Zhao Yunlan did... that might be nice. But it requires asking. And he feels like he's asked for so much already today.

And he's definitely late for work. He sure hopes Misty's right and Arthur won't mind. "I should get cleaned up."

[shadowsran]

"Of course! I'll leave you to it. Just remember I'm on call, yeah?"

And with a wave she's content to do exactly that. Enjoy your day, B.

[worthallthis]

"Okay." He blinks after her a little, left alone in the Enclosure, but after a moment shakes himself back into motion. Shower (ugh) and then work. He can do this. Arthur probably won't be mad. Probably.