video | 002 | early day 39

[retrograding]

[ Just like everybody else, Jet looks tired. Worn. But he doesn't make mention of it, and he doesn't want to think about anything that has happened the past few days, let alone talk about it. Still. Some things need to be addressed. So he comes on the communicators, a bandana pushing his hair back out of his face, with his eyepatch on for the comfort of his audience. ]

For those of you who don't know me, my name is Jet. If anybody needs it, I have some measure of medical experience, which I offer to everybody here. No questions asked.

[ And now he looks away for a moment - but he has to look at the communicator for this news. It'd be disrespectful not to. His expression goes flat. ] Also... as of last night, Party Poison is - [ A pause. Just do it bluntly. ] - is dead. I thought there may be some who would need to know.

Thank you.

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[plaidsamurai]

Sorry. I'm Logan. Uh, nice to meet you, I guess. Dunno how nice it is considerin' the circumstances.

Maybe I should talk to him... not like he can hurt me. [His brow furrows, he hadn't even passed the guy in passing, maybe not such a good idea.] Eh. Maybe not.

[retrograding]

It'll be nicer the next time, I'm sure. I'll save the pleasure until then, I suppose, but for now I can say it's always good to meet a new face, regardless of the scenario. [ A pause. ]

He would try to hurt you, which would be what I'm concerned about. I have the feeling most here can protect themselves from the likes of us.

[plaidsamurai]

Maybe he needs to get out some aggression on someone he can't hurt. Might be therapeutic. [It was one of the best methods he knew of, at least for himself.]

[retrograding]

That is how he tends to work. [ Sigh. ] If you see him, go easy on him, that's all I ask. He'll run himself into the ground.