R37 - error, post hijacked

[with_my_teacup]

Look, I don't wanna alarm anyone, but we got some real unsavory characters on the network all of a sudden.

[Riddick toggles over to another feed, where someone is calling in from outside. A middle aged man, with gray threading through his hair, yellow eyes, and a face like he makes a professional career out of dismantling brick walls with it.]



Hello, all you mothers' sons! I bet you thought you'd seen the last of me.

[The stranger grins, which is even uglier than him not grinning, but it's a friendly kind of ugly-- some barge veterans will recognize Brachi Stildyne, though a few years older than last seen.]

[Back to Riddick]
...so yeah, I'ma just go to work.

[Spam, Kitchen and surrounding areas]
[And he does go to work, not expecting any voices on the network he much wants to hear-- he's been away for days, still feeling that unnatural fatigue but not so much it's keeping him in bed anymore. He just drifts in as if he wasn't gone, an hour early, looks at what's on the menu and starts work.]

[OOC: Specify spam, vidya, or Stildyne- responses from Stildyne will come from umgekehrt. Warning, character in icons is uglier than he appears.]

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[eyeslikethat]

You bet your ass we do.

[with_my_teacup]

[Oh.

Well shit.

Fuck.]

Been a while, kid.

[eyeslikethat]

Understatement of the fucking century. Where the hell did you go this time?

[with_my_teacup]

Funniest little slam-slash-day-spa in all the 'verses.

There's something I need here.

[Anyone who knows him on the barge just saw all his walls come up, his posturing come up, because she knows this guy who he's not sure he is anymore.]

[eyeslikethat]

What's something that valuable doing locked up in a slam, huh?

[There's sarcasm there, hostility, and disbelief. There's more to it than that, too.]

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[with_my_teacup]

There's technology here like nobody's got where we're from. I wasn't joking about all the verses; people get pulled here from everywhere. Everywhen.

It's that last one I'm concerned with. I might be able to ... change a few things.

[timesbureaucrat]

Riddick?

Stildyne?!

This is supposed to be a secure channel! How did you--?

[Dammit Barge.]

Nevermind.

[with_my_teacup]

Look if it ain't my favorite little Bureacrat. How are things? How's your better-armed half?

[ Kitchen Spam ]

[warisart]

[Ben, as the only official kitchen warden left in the ranks, is of course there when Riddick comes in.

He glances sidelong, going still for a moment, but doesn't interrupt his friend for another ten minutes while he finishes what he's working on. Then and only then, still toweling off his hands, does he move to greet him.]

Hello, Riddick.

Re: [ Kitchen Spam ]

[with_my_teacup]

[He chin-nods.] Ben.

[ Kitchen Spam ]

[warisart]

You have regained sufficient energy to return to your duties.

[An observation, or a question, Ben lets it be both. What it is regardless is concern.]

[woulddieforthem]

Riddick. [That sound is, well one part broken laugh and one part surprise.]

I'll be damned.

Don't tell me that they actually let you around knives now.

[timesbureaucrat]

Well-armed and battling a Yyyvorax at the moment. I believe he's enjoying it. [In Kay's line-faced way of enjoying things. But he gets to shoot some very large guns.]

[with_my_teacup]

I bet he is. You guys ain't changed, have you.

Re: [ Kitchen Spam ]

[with_my_teacup]

...yeah.

[He says that, and nothing about how strange and distantly terrifying it was, how crushing, to have lived a life where he could push through any pain and to run into his limits now. How it was a slow process, over a period of days, making himself do first simple tasks, then slightly more complex ones. He doesn't say that.]

[with_my_teacup]

[Fuck. Can this day actually get worse.]

Would you believe I'm a model trustee?

[He can't bring himself to talk 'graduation' to Fry or Kyra. To say some all-powerful asshole judged him redeemed enough to handle other prisoners.]

Where you calling from?

[woulddieforthem]

You tell me.

I mean that literally, I have no idea...looks like some kind of observation place or something. I don't recognize half of what I am seeing though.

[timesbureaucrat]

Not noticeably, I should think. [Kay still likes to kill things and Narvin still likes it when Kay kills things.]

Aside from no longer being subject to alterations via dimensional leakage. We haven't missed that.

[with_my_teacup]

We've had a couple real tolerable ones lately, but I still ain't a fan either. But I've got an inmate, I ain't taking off soon.

[with_my_teacup]

...better question.

What's the last thing you remember before you were in... a kind of observation place.

[Cagey? Him? Never.

Much.]

[timesbureaucrat]

I wish you luck with your inmate. Have they tried to kill you yet?

[with_my_teacup]

She's a pussy cat.

[He'll say that where Selina can hear it because he knows she'll get the joke.]

Admiral must have decided to try to keep me out of trouble.

private vidya for riddick

[darknessb4me]

Good.

[And now that he doesn't have to be the one holding both of them up, Arthas sounds human enough to be relieved.]

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[with_my_teacup]

Wasn't expecting you to be so happy about a network glitch. [A half smile, not quite at full smirk power but closer than it's been. Yeah, he knows what Arthas means.]

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[darknessb4me]

Sarah's... here. Sort of. She doesn't remember.

She might talk to you.