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[outofclothes]

spam/video.
[Stark spends some of his time on the deck. He's not really interested in busting down the door to get to the Bridge. He's actually far more interested in watching everyone else make incredibly doomed and failure-prone attempts to get in there. Even if they're just considering it, he is probably going to laugh to himself.]

[It's from his spot on the deck he makes his broadcast, puffing on a Malediction already.]

Just a quick poll, how many of you are actually planning on trying to break into the Bridge? More importantly, do you think there will be a unicorn or a pegasus running on the rainbow in there?

[He's a cynic, what can he say?]

[The Admiral is dying and the boat's crashing and burning with him. There's really not much else to do about it, but this is a tenacious and incredibly stupid bunch that will keep running full-tilt into walls to survive and get ahead if they think that's what they think will make it happen.]

[Stark used to be like that, but that got burned out of him a long time ago.]

Tell you what though, one of you manages to get the door open and survives, I'll send you a bottle of Aqua Regia, some Cubans on me with a stripper of your choice.

spam - ned.
[Stark doesn't knock. Because Stark doesn't even use the door. Ever. He steps through a shadow somewhere else on the Barge and comes out of a shadow in Ned's room without any warning. He likes the element of surprise.]

Hey there, Sunshine. How are you holding up?

[Still sore from yesterday? He sure hopes so! C8]

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[outofclothes]

Well, I got a few cartons. You're in luck.

[lastrat]

What do you want for one?

[outofclothes]

You know, it sometimes amazes even me you've managed to last this long.

[Asking the devil what he wants for a carton of cigarettes, Bond. I mean really.]

Could always make you go start something with somebody. Or do something to yourself. The choices and possibilities really are infinite.

[lastrat]

Yes, yes, if I had any soul left to barter with I'm sure I'd be interested. [There is only so much he can suspend hsi disbelief for.]

I want a carton. Name a realistic price, or I'll be on my way.

[outofclothes]

You know what, I'm gonna give these away for a future favor.

[You're more useful in his pocket.]

[lastrat]

[ s i g h ]

Generous of you. [No.]

[outofclothes]

I know. It's too much. People are gonna start thinking I'm Jesus.

[lastrat]

No one in their right mind could make that mistake.

[outofclothes]

Hey, I could grow a Jesus beard if I wanted to.

[lastrat]

You'd look like a beggar.

[outofclothes]

I think you mean ethereal.

[lastrat]

If it helps you sleep at night.

[outofclothes]

And there's my lesson: never be generous.

[lastrat]

You might get nailed for it.

[outofclothes]

[Stark laughs.]

Touché.

[lastrat]

[He just inclines his head. He's super funny, he knows.]

A favor worthy of a carton. Nothing extortionate.

[outofclothes]

You can say a lot of things about me, but unfair isn't one of them. Don't sweat it.

[lastrat]

Then we have a deal.

[outofclothes]

Wonderful.

Pick 'em up whenever you want.

[oh bee tee dubs, you're prolly gonna get screwed over in the end. CONGRATS ON YOUR DEAL.]

[lastrat]

Thanks, mate. [Whatever, he might be dead before you can cash in. B(]