Karis Needleteeth

<sub>[Karis has gone exploring again, for lack of anything better to do. She's getting tired of simply boozing herself up everyday, believe it or not. She sulkily kicks her way through the field of flowers, making sure that she's leaving a nice trail of torn up plants and dirt. She comes to a quick stop with a start as she finds herself facing an open grave. There's also a headstone with her name on it. She stares for a moment and then rubs her chin with her bony fingers.

She looks left. She looks right. No one is around. Good. She peers into the grave and then slides herself in. Just to take a look. She settles back against one of the walls and draws her knees up against her chest as she stares up at the rectangle of light above her. It's not all that bad down here, actually. She pulls out her communicator and clicks it on.]</sub>

S'not that bad down here, really.

Anyone else around here an engineer? Or have some tools I can use to tinker with? Might as well do something slightly worthwhile....

You chuckleheads have fun. I'm locking myself in my room with some booze and watching the sparks.

_{[There's a clatter of glasses, the scrape of a bottle over a table and then the distinctive sound of someone gulping down a glassful of something or other. The glass clatters back to the table and for a moment someone fumbles with the communicator before Karis' voice finally comes through, a bit too loud and slurred by drink.]}

Hey, so... as long as we're on this damn island, what are we gonna do? Just... pretend like everything is fucking fine? Hell, s'what we do all the time anyway. Pretend like this trip means something. Or we're actually gettin' anywhere. Kinda funny, if you think about it?

_{[Karis burts into uproarious laughter for a moment. There's a pause and then a distinctive clatter as she slams back another shot and drops the glass onto the table.]}

...breathers, man. I tell ya. You have no idea how fuckin' good you have it with your stupid life and your intact skin and muscles and your stupid ability to... give a shit about anything. Fuckers. Fuckin' hate you.

_[Beat.]

Nah, that's a lie. You guys are fuckin' idiots, but you're alright. For a ship full of morons. Yeah. Except Kevas. Kevas is smart.

And maybe Bryn - no, I'm still angry at her. Go... jump off of a bridge or something. I dunno. Not like it matters, you'll just come back anyway. Freakin' second chances. My second chance was as a corpse!. Not that I'm complainin' mind you, s'better than bein' dead for good.

...man, where was I? Oh, yeah. Uh, alcohol is the solution to all of life's problems. Drink enough and you forget about them... or... dredge up shit from the back of your memory. Either way, shit gets done, I guess.

_{[And Karis will be at the bar in Skippy's if anyone feels like poking an inebriated zombie.]}

_{[Karis' voice sounds a bit slurred.]}

The best way to forget the voices and shut them out is to pretend they don't exist. Build a nice little wall and then He can't get you. Then he can't drag you back. He can't make you think you want it again. You forget that He was ever there.

...until you meet Him again.

Guess this is like that. Sorta.

Drinking helps too.

You lot can run around like good little doggies for the crew if you want. I'm going to go get drunk.

Whole fucking place is stupid.

You know what sucks? Getting your hair burned off.

What the Hell. I'm seventeen again. Seventeen. I was done with puberty, you assholes!

_{At least I'm alive.}

_{[The whole transmission is full of static and white noise.]}

This is the weirdest crap ever. Did you guys know that you can taste blue? I mean... Really. And I can feel my voice. Damn, that is a hell of a texture. _{Shadow, the stink down here looks awful...}

But... totally worth it. _{[Her laugh is washed out by static.]}

She was sweet, if a bit dry and old. Any flesh is good flesh. <sub>So wonderfully delicious and smooth and...

[Karis trails off into muttering, which is overridden by static.]</sub>

_{[there's the distinctive clink of glasses and bottles and then Karis lets out a hacking cough.]}

Anyone wanna share a drink? Drinking alone is fucking depressing.

_{[And then she starts to hum a sad, lilting tune. She breaks into horrible elven about halfway in.]}

Shindu Sin'dorei
Shindu fallah na
Sin'dorei
Anar'alah belore
Belore

_{[She trails back into humming, interrupted by occasional sips from a glass of something.}