The Sputnik is not amused

[sputnik_shanu]

I realize that I have been chosen because I am situated right on the edge of your comfort zone. Perhaps you think I will thrive in a game of this sort. But I feel I must remind you, since you do not seem to be bright enough to have picked up on this yourself, but I am not Chiana. I do not live on my back on other people's mattresses.

[Sorry, Chi, she's just mad.]

Perhaps you should rethink your choice because I do not think we are well suited to one another. Someone rather more near your level of intelligence would be more appropriate. Perhaps one of Crichton's dogs would be a better match. I hear they are very smart for non-sentient creatures.

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UM HI MEET MY NOVEL'S PROTAGONIST I GUESS

[thestorytelling]

Ooh. Burn.

YAY!

[sputnik_shanu]

Excuse me?

[She didn't think she'd lit anything on fire. Yet.]

[thestorytelling]

[Oh. Whoops. She seems to have missed his meaning.]

The bit about the dogs. It was funny.

[sputnik_shanu]

Ah.

[Humans and their bizarre expressions.]

For lack of a better weapon, I am forced to fight with insults. Fortunately for me, there is no shortage of material from which to draw.

[She tilts her head to the side and observes him for a moment.]

Have you ever found yourself in a similar situation?

[thestorytelling]

Fighting with insults?

[He is all too aware of the weight of the holster on his hip, covered by his suit jacket.]

Sometimes.

[super_sanity]

Aw, what's wrong? Don't you like games? [Because he sure does.]

[sputnik_shanu]

It is not that I do not like them, I simply prefer them to be less crass.

[super_sanity]

What could would you prefer? [This might get dangerous, very quickly]

Of course, you could always change the rules...

[Nevermind the "might" bit, actually.]

[sputnik_shanu]

[... to be honest, she actually likes board games.]

I prefer games with more... strategy. This situation leaves me with no move but to obey, and I do not know how to change the rules of a game over which I have no control.

[She raises one eyebrow and tilts her head.]

Do you?

EEEEE

[wormholejock]

Oh, let me get the popcorn.

[You're a little too happy about this, Crichton....]

:D!

[sputnik_shanu]

Crichton! How did you get here?

[When she last saw you, Moya and Cilla were starbursting away.]

[wormholejock]

The same way everyone else gets here. [He shrugs, grinning.] Looks like I'm stayin' longer than you.

[sputnik_shanu]

[She smiles uneasily.]

Don't you have any kind of plan for escape?

Hey~

[ss_buttcrack]

Glad to see you haven't lost your shining optimism there Sputnick.

[What was that about his dog?]

You better hope Chi didn't hear that. I don't wanna have to break up another one of your spats.

Hiya :)

[sputnik_shanu]

I can handle Chiana.

[Probably...]

[ss_buttcrack]

Yeah I know, you're a big girl.

So what's the problem here anyway?

[sputnik_shanu]

Were you not listening, Crichton? This person wants to send me to a place where I would be required to copulate in order to gain currency. It is a revolting notion and I'll not have it. I'll not be anyone's tralk.

[stylishtassels]

They delude themselves into believing they can do anything they please with our lives. It is common among mundane.

Ignore them. The less we speak to them, the more trouble they have.

[sputnik_shanu]

[Sikozu just blinks at him for a moment.]

Is that true?

[It can't be that easy, can it?]

[stylishtassels]

[No, but he has hopes.]

To an extent. If yours is the type to seek out reasons to convince you, it may not work.

[Traps. He falls for them every time.]

[sputnik_shanu]

I assure you, there is nothing whatsoever she can offer that would convince me to go there willingly.

[She's frowning. There is one thing that could induce her to go anywhere, do anything, but she's fairly sure even her mun can have no influence on that.]

You have tried this... silent treatment? With success?

[condemns_to_live]

[That last, at least, generates a brief smile - hidden almost before it is seen]

I see your charm has not degraded since last we met.

[The imperious wall has descended once again]

[sputnik_shanu]

[At the first sight of him her mind is screaming, but she does an admirable job of not showing it. It takes all of her considerable acting skills to tilt her head and smile.

She is also careful to stay well out of arm's reach.]

I am pleased that you think so.

[condemns_to_live]

[He stands, hands folded. So unthreatening. Or perhaps merely feigning being that? Scorpius is plans within plans, his true thoughts hidden behind as many masks as he can create]

Indeed? [His head tilts, slightly] I should think pleased would be the furthest thing from your mind in this situation.

As with mine.

[sputnik_shanu]

[She can feel her temperature rise sharply and the temptation to burst and burn with radiation is so strong it closes around her throat like a thick, leather-gloved hand. But the odds that he would kill her before she could burn hot enough is too high to risk. At least not yet.]

An attempt at civility. But then I suppose you and I are beyond such things at this point, aren't we?