001 | Voice

[ivanyouidiot]

[As far as interesting occurrences go, waking up with no memory of how he got there has never, in Ivan's experience, been a good thing. He's a bit past that point -- and past spending lots of energy freaking out over the fact that there's something growing out of his back as well -- by the time he figures out to look inside the notebook he sees. Reading what he finds gives him some notion of just how deep of a hole he seems to have fallen in, but at least everyone seems to be in the same position. And this Malnasso isn't a group he's heard of before. If keeping his head down is what he needs to do, then that's what he'll do.

Of course, keeping his head down doesn't always mean literally keeping his head down. Ivan knows that there can be just as much advantage to going, "Hey, look at me, I'm not a threat at all," as there can be to going entirely unnoticed. And he happens to think he's made the former into an art. And as far as these things go, he might as well meet the other abductees.]

Well, this is...

Hello everyone. I'm Ivan. [Cue a smile, it might not be be able to seen but he's pretty sure that it'll come through in his voice.]

I'm going to think that won't mean much to you yet, since none of you seem particularly familiar to me, but from what it sounds like we might have time to get to know each other. A few facts about me: I like parties, not getting shot at, and sleeping in late. And not having my body modified without my permission, [it's a little harder to make himself sound cheerful there, but he does his best,] but given the circumstances I'll settle for three out of four.

Your turn.

Comments

[herotypical]

Hello, Ivan. [ she peers at the journal's snapshot.

her turn? okay. she'll play. ] I like ice-skating, dipping Oreos in apple juice, and Bollywood movies. And also not having my body modified without my permission. Oh, look! We have something in common.

[written]

[vor]

[This one appears a couple minutes after the initial message (in other words, after Gregor has spent a little time contemplating the implications of this new addition). The camera is obscured and the handwriting barely disguised. He doesn't want Ivan freaking out over the journals, after all.

The message, however, is distinctly and deliberately in Barrayaran Russian.]

Ivan, did you just chat up the entire village? [This last is underlined twice, firmly. Important things first.]

[rashness]

Whoa, I actually like all four of those too! [It's the sleeping in which got him. Someone else who understands] A-and I also like manga, and cooking.

[ voice ]

[deceases]

Maybe you'll have to settle for two out of four. Sometimes people make such a fuss here that sleeping in is a far off dream, really.

[ not that this guy particularly sounds like he cares - it's more a random remark. ]

Plenty of parties though, if that's your kind of thing.

[want_take_have]

[Screw turns. She doesn't pay attention to rules. Or polite, conversational protocols, it seems.

She seems pretty amused though as she gives the message (and it's owner's snapshot), an entertained smirk.]

Not to burst your bubble, but you might have to settle for a bit less than that. This place wouldn't know a decent party if it bit them in the ass.

[not to mention that not getting shot wasn't really a guarantee...but she was looking to troll the newbie. Not actually traumatize him]