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[astraymoon]

 

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[atowncalledtreffy]

You’re practically working yourself to death.

[astraymoon]

Place is full of slobs, Trevor, what can I say?

[atowncalledtreffy]

Heh. Can’t argue that.

Save some dirt for the rest of us.

[astraymoon]

If I do that, maybe I can work out some of the deep cleaning around here on the floors.

I've been wanting to wax them properly too.

[atowncalledtreffy]

You know I’m trying to blow up this ship, right?

Seems a lot of work to put in only for me to come fuck it up.

[astraymoon]

At least it can't be argued I didn't work for my keep.

This way I won't be put in limbo or dead dead, or whatever.

So, they won't get rid of me too fast.

[atowncalledtreffy]

What the actual hell..

Who said they were going to get rid of you?

[astraymoon]

No one.

But it's free water, food, lodging. There ain't no such thing as a free ride.

[atowncalledtreffy]

You're the prize. The Admiral uses your graduation, somehow. You pay for it by being available to change.

[astraymoon]

That's the Admiral's prize.

That's not the same for everyone else. So, gotta earn my keep, until the Barge breaks.

[atowncalledtreffy]

No, you really don't. In fact, no one does. I've known people who didn't work at this post for goddamn years and didn't get in any trouble.

You're not getting paid. You didn't accept this, you were goddamn kidnapped. This is slave labor. Sure, it's nice not to wallow in filth, but there's no stick to this carrot. If I trash the ship, they're not going to kick me off it.

CW: death mention

[astraymoon]

Technically it's corpse stealing.

Because I died. I died, in pain, terrified, having betrayed someone who was finally, finally giving me some grace. Some kindness. It was an accident, how I died.

But he saw. It was- I think? I think it was quick.

A little scrubbing here and there won't kill me. Getting rejected again and getting no resources? Would.

Re: CW: death mention

[atowncalledtreffy]

Okay. That I get.

But he's not going to reject you for not washing the floors every two days. Don't go freaking yourself out over that.

[astraymoon]

I don't wash the floors every two days.

I rotate, thank you very much. Plus I clean other parts of the ship.

Like the bookshelves. And I try wiping down the Greenhouse windows. And wipe down the dining hall tables...

[atowncalledtreffy]

I’m going to sit on you if you don’t knock it off.

[astraymoon]

Y'know, normally it wouldn't be a problem for me to keep cleaning and carry you one handed.

Like a baby.

[atowncalledtreffy]

Oh, you want to try? I’ve got about fifty pounds of muscle on you and that’s not even counting the weaponry.

[astraymoon]

More like sixty, even seventy these days.

What the hell weapons do you carry anyways? I just remember the sword.

[atowncalledtreffy]

Do you want a full inventory or just what I have on me on a regular day?

[astraymoon]

Regular. I want to know what I'm dealing with for this big bad Trevor pushup.

[atowncalledtreffy]

Leather armor - bracers, back and front, boots, and around my groin to protect the femoral artery. And the cape, which is a full ten pounds by itself. Used to be Dracula’s, it’s a beast to haul around but it repels knives and swords.

Two whips, one of them a solid chain. It actually acts more like a flail.

I’ve got about a dozen throwing knives. My lighter, came from a friend. A short sword, and my little light sword.

[astraymoon]

Light sword...

Wait. Wait a fucking mintue.

Don't tell me you got yourself a real light saber.

[atowncalledtreffy]

Yeah, I think that’s what it’s called. Sorry, saber. Light saber.

Why, is it rare?

[astraymoon]

Kinda, yeah! Especially if it's like- a Jedi light saber!

What color is it, when you get it to do its thing?

[atowncalledtreffy]

Like a purple, pinkish thing, why?