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Anomaly #002 | video, spam
[ Stephen flicks on his communicator with a somewhat wobbly camera shot. He holds up a fish for the camera's perusal. A clearly dead fish, due to the knife slit through most of its body. ]
This? Is a piranha. Observe the teeth.
Now, swimming with piranhas can be perfectly safe. Except with these, which appear to be in a sort of blood frenzy. You can still be a little safe, if you follow these rules.
Move slowly. Piranhas are attracted by frenzies of movement in the water as much or more than they are by blood.
If you have an open wound, bind it tightly and wash all the blood off before being in the water. Avoid being next to anyone with an open wound.
If all else fails, throw a bit of raw meat down the hallway and escape while they're distracted.
[ Shot reveals that he's perched in a small canoe, currently floating in the piranha hallway. ]
I know we come back here, but a piranha death doesn't sound pleasant to me. Be careful.
[ He flicks the camera off. ]
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[ Stephen spends this flood being generally useful. From fishing for piranhas to rescuing stranded people to viciously killing rogue bumper cars, he'll be wherever the action is. He's careful and generally resourceful and will use any tool at hand to get the job done. He works out of the maintenance bay. ]
This? Is a piranha. Observe the teeth.
Now, swimming with piranhas can be perfectly safe. Except with these, which appear to be in a sort of blood frenzy. You can still be a little safe, if you follow these rules.
Move slowly. Piranhas are attracted by frenzies of movement in the water as much or more than they are by blood.
If you have an open wound, bind it tightly and wash all the blood off before being in the water. Avoid being next to anyone with an open wound.
If all else fails, throw a bit of raw meat down the hallway and escape while they're distracted.
[ Shot reveals that he's perched in a small canoe, currently floating in the piranha hallway. ]
I know we come back here, but a piranha death doesn't sound pleasant to me. Be careful.
[ He flicks the camera off. ]
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[ Stephen spends this flood being generally useful. From fishing for piranhas to rescuing stranded people to viciously killing rogue bumper cars, he'll be wherever the action is. He's careful and generally resourceful and will use any tool at hand to get the job done. He works out of the maintenance bay. ]
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He nods, and looks away again. It's silent, but it's a look of understanding. Yeah, he's got scars too. He knows the feeling. ]
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[She thinks she remembers his intro from the network, a little bit before. He was really...quiet, so it wasn't anything to catch her attention about.]
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Stephen.
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[Her voice is fairly deadpan, trying not to wince. She's still a little out of it from all the adrenaline racing through her system. Things feel way too calm now, and it's making her nervous.]
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This is the worst?
[ Not to minimize how awful it is to get trapped on a cushion fighting piranhas, but Stephen has walked into a shopping mall infested with raptors, waded in foreign atmosphere infested with giant, carnivorous worms, been dragged under the sand by giant scorpion-crabs, and shot at everything from sonar-hunting bat creatures to sabretooth cats.
Swimming with piranhas is his idea of a vacation.
In fact, he has done that exact thing. On vacation. ]
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Uhhhhh yeah, just about. The ship getting taken over by a lunatic, everything changing and turning into death traps? I mean. I haven't seen that one before. Then again, I've only been here two or three months.
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[ The evil carnival. Not that there isn't genuine danger to life and limb, but Stephen experiences genuine danger to life and limb a lot and it doesn't bother him much anymore. ]
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[She's not judging him...exactly, but she is still looking at him like he might be nuts. Or at least very, very odd.]
All I know is, I'm not laughing.
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[She turns her head, looking away from him and out at their surroundings. The river that this floor has been turned into.]
It does feel like a joke...just, not a good one.
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[ That's what he'd meant. Silly in the sense that one couldn't look at it without wanting to grimace. ]
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Would you like me to drop you off somewhere? Infirmary?
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Me, I just need to get somewhere high and dry.
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Neither's very pleasant.
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