14th Transmission

[heavyweaponsbot]

I grow tired of listening to constant lies regarding the state of our homeworlds. Been asked why this... crew... would lie to us. When they stated they would not.

[He snorts]

I ask why they would not.

They wish to keep us here, hmn? Must have been a lot of work to gather us all... why would they want us to slip away? To look for an escape? Waste of all their efforts. Best to keep your prisoners compliant... when there are so many more of them than there are guards. Or, shall I say... crew?

I do not believe their story. Not asking anyone to agree with me, I do not care if you do or do not.

Just saying.

[And the comm clicks off.]

Comments

[heavyweaponsbot]

That is what they wish us to believe. I do not.

[hadalotofsugar.livejournal.com]

That makes two of us, then.

[heavyweaponsbot]

Also makes you more intelligent than half the prisoners on board this thing.

[hadalotofsugar.livejournal.com]

I don't know if I should be impressed or insulted, really.

[heavyweaponsbot]

Was not intended to be an insult. Not to you.

[hadalotofsugar.livejournal.com]

[King laughs.] I knew that, buddy. But thanks anyway.

Suppose we'll have to keep our eyes and ears open.

[heavyweaponsbot]

Hmnf.

The crew are less than forthcoming towards us--aside from the... frog... business, which I do not believe. No matter how observant we are... we will learn little when there is nothing to observe.

[hadalotofsugar.livejournal.com]

....Frog business? [King's been skulking the posts, but he's missed the golden frog stuff.]

The crew might not be entirely human, but they'll slip up eventually. Patience is a virtue. [One King has, but rarely indulges in.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

[He grunts an affirmative.] We were given... frogs. According to reports... crew has to tell the truth when you give them one. I do not believe it. Not entirely.

... Not human? [This is the first he's heard of this.]

[hadalotofsugar.livejournal.com]

[...Wat.] I think I share your skepticism there... But then again, differing cultures and all that.

[There's an edge to King's voice when he speaks next.] I don't know about you, but I don't know any normal humans that can use their mind to pin you. [Meth's telekinesis strikes him as off. As does this whole thing.]</i.

[heavyweaponsbot]

It is an amphibian. I see no reason why it would compel them to tell us the truth. [Ugh and they're small and slimy and get in places.]

[There's a pause.] Explain your meaning...

[hadalotofsugar.livejournal.com]

Maybe they want to lick them.

[King pauses to consider his words.] When I first got here, I... may have pissed off one of the crew members. An invisible force held me down when she was 'educating' me about my manners, which I'm pretty sure was her. Telekinesis, you know?

[heavyweaponsbot]

... Why... would they... want to?

[There's a long silence. He's never heard of anything like this before.] Tell me exactly what occurred. Who were you angering?

[hadalotofsugar.livejournal.com]

I don't know. Some types of frogs and toads give you a high if you lick them, supposedly.

[King lets out a small uncomfortable chuckle.] That chick named Meth. She didn't take too kindly to my nickname for her, and she held me in place while she educated me. Considering she didn't lay a hand on me while she was doing so...

[heavyweaponsbot]

... Disgusting.

I have not heard of that one... not yet. She the only one who can... do this sort of thing?

[hadalotofsugar.livejournal.com]

I never said it was palatable, did I?

Well, avoid her if you can, is my advice. As for the other crew I have no idea, but I would assume they're not normal either.

[As if a former vampire can speak of normal.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

You humans... ugh. Ingest everything you can get your hands on...

I am curious... Wonder if she has any limits. Wonder if any of them do... [Now he has an idea in his thick head.]

[hadalotofsugar.livejournal.com]

I'll have you know that I generally don't ingest everything I can get my hands on...

...That's a good question. [King doesn't have the resources to test it, though.] But as much as I'm a sucker for punishment, I don't think I want to volunteer to piss her off again.

[heavyweaponsbot]

... some of you do. Your spawn do.

You have a physical description of her?

[hadalotofsugar.livejournal.com]

I don't think I have any kids.

Short, blue eyes, blonde hair, surly attitude?

[heavyweaponsbot]

... Human spawn. Not yours specifically.

Hmn. Understood.

[hadalotofsugar.livejournal.com]

Good, you gave me a heart attack there for a second. [His tone is entirely teasing, though it may be lost on Ironhide.]

Calling her 'sweetheart' is a quick way to piss her off, too. Though I don't imagine you'll be going that route. [Ironhide sounds big. And robot-y.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

[Dryly] Pity.

Hmnf. You are correct. I have no intention of addressing anyone by... that... name. [He would rather die first.]

[hadalotofsugar.livejournal.com]

Somehow, I believe you.

[heavyweaponsbot]

Good. As you should.