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Video: Bellsareme
[Julia is sitting on her bunk in her cabin, and she's got a sketch pad on her lap. The sketchpad however is far less important that the skeletal severed arm that's resting around her neck like a bone scarf. There is no way that it should still be connected, let alone moving when Julia speaks, but hey, that's what it's doing.]
Alright assholes, let's make this short and sweet. I'm Julia. Just Julia. Not Jules, Julie or any other stupid nickname that you can come up with. Just Julia. This is Handy.
[The severed arm of Stonewall Jackson waves his bony fingers in greeting.]
Look, it's really fucking dumb that we couldn't figure out who was missing last month because we had no idea who the hell is even on the ship. Let's make this really fucking easy: say who you are, where your cabin is and who your partner is. That way if someone goes wandering off or gets kidnapped or whatever, we at least know what you fucking look like if we're sending out the search party.
Alright assholes, let's make this short and sweet. I'm Julia. Just Julia. Not Jules, Julie or any other stupid nickname that you can come up with. Just Julia. This is Handy.
[The severed arm of Stonewall Jackson waves his bony fingers in greeting.]
Look, it's really fucking dumb that we couldn't figure out who was missing last month because we had no idea who the hell is even on the ship. Let's make this really fucking easy: say who you are, where your cabin is and who your partner is. That way if someone goes wandering off or gets kidnapped or whatever, we at least know what you fucking look like if we're sending out the search party.
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Also likely unsurprising was how soft the feathers were, if Julia had ever pet a cockatoo she might find a similarity there. Remarkably soft feathers, and surprisingly not chilly to the touch despite the appearance of frost.]
[As he tucked his wings back once she was finished Murmur frowned a little over his shoulder at what bit he could see of the blood-stained feathers. Right, those.]
Because they, unfortunately, are. It is the mark of a faction, one I did not volunteer to be drawn into. Wars have a tendency to strip soldiers of concern for such inconveniences as permission.
[He muttered that last part darkly, clearly displeased with whatever transpired to result in the bloodied feathers.]
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[Yeah, Julia understands about that, and her blue eyes go flinty in response. But she’s not going to be one to explain why she is so bothered by that. So, then instead she just shifts. There’s a blur of white and Julia is gone, instead a large white wolf with gleaming blue eyes is in her place and she just drops down to sit.]
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He crouched down so he wasn't looming over her, not necessarily out of any sense of manners but more to have a better look.]
My, you are a beautiful wolf aren't you?
[With such a fondness for the cold, of course he'd be fond of an arctic wolf. Compliments weren't something Murmur offered easily nor often, and it might have shown in the earnestness in his tone. It wasn't a casual remark.]
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[Julia just preens a little bit. She knows how good she looks in any form. Giving him a toothy, wolf grin, she follows it up with a quick kick as well—a wolf thank you.]
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Murmur offered up a hand with an inquisitive look.]
May I?
[She did say he could pet her but he'd still like to be sure.]
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[Raising one doggy brow, Julia just gives him a grin before she puts her chin in his hand and gives a small little huffing sound of agreement. ]
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[Julia’s eyes half close and she lets out a contented huff before she pulls away and shifts back into her normal self. ]
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It would seem Navi has collected some powerful allies for this trip.
[Shifters were always nice to have on hand.]
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[Julia shifts back too, and she’s naked for a second before she pulls on the oversized black t-shirt and the leggings that she had on. It’s a small thing but she’s really glad that she’s managed to figure out how to do this without ripping up her stuff anymore. ]
Kinda makes you wonder what she’s expecting us facing then.
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I do not believe Navi has any decision in the process, of course that isn't to say there is no purpose to all of this.
[Only that he doesn't think Navi has anything command over it.]
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Well that’s moderately terrorizing.
[Julia doesn’t sound terrorized, instead she sounds incredibly amused and shrugs. ]
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Wise. Whenever Fate may be playing its hand, you may be assured those caught within the threads are in for some significant... inconvenience.
[That's one way to put it.]
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Excellent. Nothing like a bit of karmatic pain in the assness, I think.
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[Is he kidding? It's hard to say with how monotone he is. But there might be the faintest hint of a smirk.
He might not be kidding, but it may still be an attempt at a joke.]
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Well in my experience someone will just talk about it incessantly.
[Julia is definitely only half kidding. /small>]
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Which is worse, the prattling self-righteous, or the monologuing evil mastermind?
[Science needs to know.]
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Self righteous. At least a monologuing villain is fucking useful when they tell you their plans.
[A beat as Julia remembers Harry.]
Unless of course someone mouths off and stops them.
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[Yes, he doesn't disagree.]
It sounds like there's a story to that?
[If she felt like sharing, since they didn't have much better to do right now anyway.]
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Sure is. Isn't there a story with everything?
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[If not that was fine too, Murmur's not one to push when he doesn't need to.]
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Well, should you be feeling bored and conversational you know where to find me.
[It's not like they're going anywhere soon.]