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[texmex]

Evenin', passengers.

[Here's a voice you don't recognize. And a face too! He smiles into the camera.]

My Captain sends her regards and apologizes for the delay. But we're back on course and headin' full steam on to the Golden Shore.

Comments

[TEXT]

[talkback_hound]

I did the thing. U should be hearing from Sam pretty soon

If that doesn't get his attention I don't know what will

[Video]

[texmex]

Thanks, Hound.

You'd think with Rowe up our asses, he'd be easier to find.

[TEXT]

[talkback_hound]

Rowe's up ours and he's up Rowe's

u ever see that Centipede movie?

[Video]

[texmex]

[Texas laughs.]

No, but I got the idea. Wish I didn't.

[TEXT]

[talkback_hound]

buncha people sewed up mouth to butt to mouth to butt. Shit's so fucked up. Could be worse tho, at least we're the front of the centipede, right?

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[texmex]

Wonder who'd be stuck up Sam's ass. Mica, right?

[...]

Don't tell her I said that.

[TEXT]

[talkback_hound]

depends.... what's in it for me or I'm telling

[Video]

[texmex]

Where else you gonna hide your stash?

[Audio]

[dominateartimus]

Along with waking up in a bunch of dust? [A scoff is heard, followed by a sneeze and a sniffle.]

...Who are you? I don't think you introduced yourself.

[Video]

[texmex]

Oop. Pardon my manners.

I'm Conrad. Most folks call me Texas or Connie. You're welcome to either.

[Audio]

[dominateartimus]

[There's a laugh from the fallen arch-angel.] Texas? How did you get that nickname?

Regardless, it is nice to meet you Conrad. So, what do you do on this ship?

[Video]

[texmex]

That's a long story that I'd prefer to tell over poker an' a beer.

I'm second mate. [He bows his head with a flourish of his hand.] I do the matey duties when Sam's off...being Sam.

[Audio]

[dominateartimus]

Somehow I'm not surprised. [A chuckle is heard.] Although that could be fun, even though I'm rusty at playing poker.

That's an important job. I take it you won't be so illusive compared to the first mate?

[Video]

[texmex]

Well, come on up to the Pourhouse whenever you're wantin' the story.

That it is, that it is. But my Captain's business is her business and I make it a habit of minding my own. Understand?

[Audio]

[dominateartimus]

That might not happen for a couple of hours. All this dust won't clean itself. [Not to mention helping out a few friends as well.] I doubt you'll be waiting around all day for my company, unless the Pourhouse is equipped with something to notify you.

Of course. [That won't stop him from poking his nose where it doesn't belong.]

[video]

[texmex]

I'll see what I can do about that. You sit tight.

[Audio]

[dominateartimus]

Oh? [He's honestly surprised.] Kind of late on that request. I was starting to brush off some dust on the shrunken heads.

[He ends his response before some of those heads start to chatter away.]

[video]

[texmex]

'Course! Captain Rowe wants all of her guests to be comfortable. I'll send Mica down, how's that?

[Audio]

[dominateartimus]

That certainly can be up for debate, depending on who you ask. [An amused snort is heard.] ...It would be nice to see Mica. Who knows how much dust is clogging the drain.

[video]

[texmex]

She's not happy [Especially since he's kind of volunteering her for this shiz]. So mind your manners.

[Audio]

[dominateartimus]

Who would be happy to clean up a whole ship filled with dust? Aside from the minions with their mouths stitched closed. Then again, not many people would like them inside their rooms. [There's a slight rustle of clothing, as if San was shrugging.]

I'll be fine with your warning.