[3] - [Voice]

[sharpememory]

It's normally not my thing to tell people when they're making a mistake. Especially not cops and competition. [Takes a breath.]

There's a whole bunch of people coming on board. People don't come from nowhere. It's pretty clear that we've landed at a port and our friend the Admiral is yet to announce it.

So why aren't any of you taking advantage? Especially the new people? Don't you guys want out before we move on? Doesn't anyone want to tell the cops about this hellhole?

[Dramatic sigh.] Some of us aren't satisfied sitting around and waiting for a rescue.

Comments

[veni-vidi-valui.livejournal.com]

Get used to it.

[sharpememory.livejournal.com]

So you're a waiter then. Do you like how things are?

[veni-vidi-valui.livejournal.com]

No.

[sharpememory.livejournal.com]

So, what? Have you even tried to escape?

[rass-bestie.livejournal.com]

Why don't you?

[sharpememory.livejournal.com]

Maybe I am. Maybe I'm not. What are you doing? [He's hoping that other people sniffing around for a way off the barge will hide his own attempts.]

[rass-bestie.livejournal.com]

Having tea. But go ahead, I wouldn't dream of holding you back.

[sharpememory.livejournal.com]

Tea, huh? That sounds so exciting compared to potential freedom.

[bigbad]

You're very good at ignoring the obvious in favor of your own comfortable point of view. You'd fit in great in Sunnydale!

[sharpememory.livejournal.com]

You're looking at it the wrong way. You're good at accepting the obvious instead of questioning your own comfortable point of view. Think a little harder, man.

And fine, I'll bite. What's Sunnydale?

[bigbad]

Nothing comfortable about my point of view. And I question it all the time.

Town I lived in for a while. A lot of people died from mysterious neck wounds and the cops never caught on to what was causing them.

[sharpememory.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I doubt that.

Never heard of it. Let me guess. One of those serial killer workers that the media likes to panic over?

[gotgreenmagic.livejournal.com]

I'd say this was the dumbest thing I'd heard today but honestly, today's not over and I may yet be surprised.

[sharpememory.livejournal.com]

So you don't think we're at a port? The new people just teleport in, do they? That seems really likely.

[gotgreenmagic.livejournal.com]

We're on a ship where people come from multiple universes, sometimes after their own deaths, sometimes from worlds where the magic or technology for teleportation actually exist, and you're hung up on the idea that new people just stroll on board and we could all just stroll off again if we only had your unique vision.

Congratulations! You're an idiot.

[sharpememory.livejournal.com]

Technology for teleportation doesn't exist and neither do other worlds. That's just basic common knowledge. If they existed, someone would have found them. And that someone isn't going to be some insane government project prison ship.

So congratulations. You're an idiot.

[darknessb4me]

Get off at a port and escape. Nobody's ever thought of that before. You must be some kind of visionary.

There's no port. Shut up.

[sharpememory.livejournal.com]

How do you know there's no port? We can't see past the space outside, can we?

[darknessb4me]

Have you never seen a teleport spell?

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

Comrade, I suppose it would be a waste of time telling you that's not how this place works?

If it was really that easy to get out of here then there'd be a lot fewer people here.

[sharpememory.livejournal.com]

Yeah, like I'm going to believe you. Come back to mess around some more in my head, huh?

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

Comrade, I didn't do anything to your head the first time around! You did things to my head, but I was completely innocent of all wrongdoing!

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[everylittlegirl]

The gumption is admirable? But misplaced.

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[sharpememory.livejournal.com]

Why misplaced? You don't want to escape?

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[everylittlegirl]

Maybe, maybe not, but the Admiral doesn't need to land in a port to pick up passengers. A long time ago, we'd just pick up people at random; there was no pattern to it.