We'd actually like to make an offer. We're aware that things are getting rather dire, and people will most likely start acting rashly, and we don't want you to find yourself in an untenable situation.
To put it bluntly, we're going to set up a shooting range and we think you should break it in.
After all you do for us ungrateful little miscreants! [because goodness they've really created such a mess huh...] Wanted to make sure you had something in return. To keep us in line.
[she sets the turtle-patterned tote of tacky Tommy Bahama tchotchkes upon the desk, and starts taking them out to arrange them. a snowglobe, a mug, some candles, a bottle of cologne that Ava had the foresight to dump out, a little outdoor lantern, a collection of shotglasses...] Here okay?
Ah... [somewhat disappointed, Clarke's insistent digging has been a great source of her own information. but the Labyrinth really put a damper on everyone's spirits.] Guess she got caught up with experimenting on herself. [or whatever she was doing in the infirmary when Ava interrupted.]
No matter. How about... [Ava crudely doodles a girl with a long blue braid, and tapes it to a snow globe.]
[He stands a little behind her and to the right.] Do you know how to fire a gun or would you like some assistance? On someone who's not yourself I should clarify.
[It has been millennia on this boat maybe she's killed a few miscreants in her time.]
Yeah like tha- no- [raises her hand to protest- before Friday manages to course correct, and sighs out in relief. that would have been a bummer.]
So let's say Jinx here [wiggles the snow globe back and forth across the help desk] has just come up and is like 'blahblahblah No Face I take my abandonment issues out on others and want to use my weird monkey bombs to blow up the promenade and create a mess for you to clean up!' or whatever. [it's not her worst imitation.]
[soft but enthusiastic clap for the annihilation, all the little bits of glass and water and glittery fake snow everywhere.] Ah, see. Doesn't that already feel better? Who next?
Well you don't have to. But if you want to, w- I can take care of the mess. [obviously not going to volunteer Maximilien for something so clearly below him!]
[just going to let Maximilien handle this one, busily doodling out Clarke, Skulduggery, herself, pauses to think of who else is annoying. more specifically, to Friday.]
You're in a position of power on the hierarchy of the ship. While the Captain might be in charge, you are the one most will interface with. They'll follow your rules because they must, and if they don't you can make them. I've seen you be able to be in multiple places at once, to always know when a fire is going to break out or a child is going to drink alcohol. You can continue to enforce your rules, but there's no one who's going to do the same to you.
[Maximilien is fully prepared to give dictator lessons over here]
And of course, people like you so you likely wouldn't have to do anything at all to have people continue to follow your lead. I suppose instead of leveraging your status you could be benevolent. That's...probably a viable option. [Yuck.] In any case, I think after however long you've been doing this you should get to enjoy some rule breaking.
[cheerfully nods along to Max's reasoning as she tapes the annoying passenger caricatures to the other knickknacks along the desk, arranges them just so.]
[He gestures to the new targets indicating that he's talking about them and definitely not the concept of free-will and the ability to think for yourself.]
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To put it bluntly, we're going to set up a shooting range and we think you should break it in.
[He offers her the package, containing a rather fancy Deringer pistol he recieved from Sundries.]
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I... I don't know what...
[for someone with no eyes, she does sound like she's about to cry.]
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[she sets the turtle-patterned tote of tacky Tommy Bahama tchotchkes upon the desk, and starts taking them out to arrange them. a snowglobe, a mug, some candles, a bottle of cologne that Ava had the foresight to dump out, a little outdoor lantern, a collection of shotglasses...] Here okay?
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Has anyone been particularly problematic as of late?
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No matter. How about... [Ava crudely doodles a girl with a long blue braid, and tapes it to a snow globe.]
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... That will do!
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Excellent choice.
[He stands a little behind her and to the right.] Do you know how to fire a gun or would you like some assistance? On someone who's not yourself I should clarify.
[It has been millennia on this boat maybe she's killed a few miscreants in her time.]
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[which she helpfully demonstrates by only automatically bringing to her temple halfway before correcting and pointing it forward.]
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So let's say Jinx here [wiggles the snow globe back and forth across the help desk] has just come up and is like 'blahblahblah No Face I take my abandonment issues out on others and want to use my weird monkey bombs to blow up the promenade and create a mess for you to clean up!' or whatever. [it's not her worst imitation.]
How do you respond?
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She's also planning to get in a shouting match with whoever shows up afterwards. Darcy. Clarke. Rita. Take your pick.
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[His voice actually sounds delighted by this.]
Congratulations Friday, you're a natural.
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[They'll get Friday to be her own person someday!]
You created the mess, you don't have to clean it up. Remember, you don't have to follow your own rules.
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But, if I don't follow my rules, who will?
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[Maximilien is fully prepared to give dictator lessons over here]
And of course, people like you so you likely wouldn't have to do anything at all to have people continue to follow your lead. I suppose instead of leveraging your status you could be benevolent. That's...probably a viable option. [Yuck.] In any case, I think after however long you've been doing this you should get to enjoy some rule breaking.
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Well... There isn't anything in my orders that says I can't... specifically...
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[He gestures to the new targets indicating that he's talking about them and definitely not the concept of free-will and the ability to think for yourself.]