[53] - [Voice]
Apr. 27th, 2011 05:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
doctor_j_craneYou know, after all the months fawning after Adam I'd imagined that some of you would tire of his presence. But all I hear in the dining hall is about Adam. "Adam saved me during a flood." This person had a tryst with Adam. Adam is such a wonderful person.
Well, let me tell you a story about Adam, barge. It was during a particularly nasty port where myself and a former barge member called Irene Adler were stuck in a ward, attempting to avoid being gruesomely murdered by no less than one dozen undead patients. Despite Adler's skills and my efforts, we were unable to hold off the hoards of undead. You can understand our surprise when Adam burst into the room and started assisting us. We managed to kill the zombies, following a rather ingenious plan of Adam's involving a puddle of water and some faulty wiring on one of the medical machines.
Do you see the problem with this story, barge? Adam could have killed both Adler and I. But he was so wrapped up in his heroics that he failed to consider that some of us might not want to get electrocuted. He simply didn't care. Instead, he forced his plan on us and hoped for the best. [Crane does not sound impressed.] Classical Adam. No sense of boundaries, no urge to ask permission or for the input of others. And yet, he seems to be one of the most well known people on board. I fail to understand his appeal.
[Rant over. Crane pauses for a few moments.] Hayley. Claire. Nygma. I want to talk to you three. Despite my continuing lack of filters.
[OOC: Sorry, Adam. Crane is so emotionally functional in how he shows his respect. Also, his flood affected-ness is to be more empathetic, so he might feel bad if you bring up past issues. Although you might not be able to tell.]
Well, let me tell you a story about Adam, barge. It was during a particularly nasty port where myself and a former barge member called Irene Adler were stuck in a ward, attempting to avoid being gruesomely murdered by no less than one dozen undead patients. Despite Adler's skills and my efforts, we were unable to hold off the hoards of undead. You can understand our surprise when Adam burst into the room and started assisting us. We managed to kill the zombies, following a rather ingenious plan of Adam's involving a puddle of water and some faulty wiring on one of the medical machines.
Do you see the problem with this story, barge? Adam could have killed both Adler and I. But he was so wrapped up in his heroics that he failed to consider that some of us might not want to get electrocuted. He simply didn't care. Instead, he forced his plan on us and hoped for the best. [Crane does not sound impressed.] Classical Adam. No sense of boundaries, no urge to ask permission or for the input of others. And yet, he seems to be one of the most well known people on board. I fail to understand his appeal.
[Rant over. Crane pauses for a few moments.] Hayley. Claire. Nygma. I want to talk to you three. Despite my continuing lack of filters.
[OOC: Sorry, Adam. Crane is so emotionally functional in how he shows his respect. Also, his flood affected-ness is to be more empathetic, so he might feel bad if you bring up past issues. Although you might not be able to tell.]
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Date: 2011-04-27 08:17 am (UTC)[Pause.]
If you're going to touch upon what I think you are, I'll have to refuse. Old bones, Jon, there's no need to dig them up. Not now.
[Private.]
Art room. It's deserted. I'll see you there in a moment.
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Date: 2011-04-27 08:19 am (UTC)[Spam]
[The art room! It takes Crane a while to find it, because he's literally had no reason to go there before. Time to wait outside, because you need a warden to let you in there.]
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Date: 2011-04-27 08:27 am (UTC)Good afternoon.
[He taps the art door, granting Jonathan entrance. He'll close it behind him once they're both inside.]
What 'issues' do you feel are in need of a private discussion?
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Date: 2011-04-27 08:49 am (UTC)Good afternoon. You seem very- [How to put it without being too offensive?] chipper.
[Crane steps inside the art room, glancing around. It looks... like an art room. Time to turn to Eddie.]
Arthas, for one. [Crane pauses.] And you. In general.
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Date: 2011-04-27 09:02 am (UTC)Edward claims a stool for himself, and then offers Jon the one beside him. The suggested topics make him purse his lips, but his smile remains unwavering.]
Go on. Continue.
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Date: 2011-04-27 09:33 am (UTC)You can't try and get Arthas back for what he did. That, combined with what you've done in the past, could end up getting you demoted. It happens, Nygma. [Said with seriousness and maybe even some measure of visible concern.]
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Date: 2011-04-27 09:45 am (UTC)I won't. I realize it's futile to end the cycle by continuing it. The repercussions on my end wouldn't be worth it.
[He stares at Jon, calmly.]
I've had time to reconsider my impetuous decision.
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Date: 2011-04-27 10:00 am (UTC)[Because as far as Crane was concerned, that was the only reason that Eddie would change his mind so fast.]
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Date: 2011-04-27 10:11 am (UTC)[He remains completely serious, unusually so-- or typically so, as this is something he has done numerous times in the past. Jonathan merely hadn't been around to observe.]
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Date: 2011-04-27 11:03 pm (UTC)[That did seem to be Arthas's way of dealing with problems. Blinding rage followed by continuing indifference.]
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Date: 2011-04-28 01:29 pm (UTC)I suspect the lack of functioning circulatory system is eating away at his hippocampus. Or so we can hope.
[Forgiving someone didn't necessarily mean speaking well of them.]
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Date: 2011-04-29 09:03 am (UTC)Spam
Date: 2011-04-29 12:01 pm (UTC)Who better to make that diagnosis than a doctor?
[A chuckle.] The poor fellow. Something must be rotting in that head of his.
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Date: 2011-04-29 12:05 pm (UTC)[A slight pause.] Yes. Presumably due to the lack of oxygen flow.