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[mmiab]

Hello, everyone.

[ a little wave from a man who's smiling happily enough - a bit subdued, perhaps, but that's to be expected given the subject matter. ]

It's been a tough month, eh? I just wanted to say a huge well done to those of you who fought for a cure - it's extraordinary that you were able to create one in the time you did from entirely foreign components. I'm glad that our hosts are recognising the effort.

Everyone else, well done to you, too. Whatever you were doing, this has been a stressful situation and you made it out the other side, and that's worth a pat on the back if you ask me.

[ patron... ising??? it doesn't look like he's trying to be, voice soft and warm and earnest. what's visible of the background seems to be cool, stark metal: a glimpse of a glass window bathed in a glow of light coming from within. the ship. stasis chamber. ]

Off the back of that, if anyone fancies, I'll be offering free hugs for the rest of the month. Courtesy of me, while stocks last. Just give me a ring, I'll come and find you.

—Yeah, that's it. ... See you, then.

[ and, with a tiny salute, he's out. ]

Comments

[mmiab]

—Ah, of course. The bear way. Beg your pardon.

[vorrutyer]

Thank you. Your cultural sensitivity is much appreciated. But yes, I am upper-class amongst the bears. A bear-istocrat. A member of the bear-istocracy.

[mmiab]

I see. Most impressive. Whilst the other ursine individuals subsist on the bear necessities, you kick back in the grander caves with your bearst friends. What a life to live. To think, I'm graced by the presence of a finer class of bear.

[vorrutyer]

Indeed you are. Of course, we bearistocrats are a dangerous breed. We're both prideful and heavily-clawed. You really haven't seen wretched violence until you've seen two bears dueling one another after one fellow danced flirtatiously with another one's she-bear. Or - heavens - the roaring and snapping over gambling debts!

[mmiab]

Sounds frightful. Remind me never to cross a bear in high society.

So, do you want one of these or not?

[vorrutyer]

Desperately.

[mmiab]

Right then. Time, place, and once it's locked in you're getting one whether you're absolutely not joking or not.

[ I'm not coming all the way over there just to be laughed at and sent on my way!!! ]

[vorrutyer]

[ Hm. Perhaps it's time to put this joke to bed, then. He doesn't want to run the risk of getting hugged, here. ]

Ah, it takes a brave man to threaten a bear.

[mmiab]

Or a stupid one.

Or maybe a dashingly handsome, incredibly foolhardy but generally likely to come out alright-ish one.

The possibilities are endless.

[vorrutyer]

Have you ever been mauled?

[mmiab]

Oh, many times.

[vorrutyer]

Oh, do tell.

[mmiab]

Alright, you don't have to sound quite so eager to hear tales of my mauling.

[vorrutyer]

[ By widens his eyes, and presses his lips into something that looks vaguely mournful, and sighs sorrowfully - ]

Oh, do tell.

[mmiab]

Ha ha, very funny.

[ but he is..... definitely grinning inside of that attempt at a frown. go away rude man. ]

You'll get nothing of my maulings. Go away, nasty bear.

[vorrutyer]

[ Ha. He sees that, and grins back without any shame whatsoever. ]

As you demand, good doctor. But a bear won't forget this insult. Retribution will come.

[mmiab]

Just so long as the good bear doesn't forget I've been mauled many times and lived to refuse to tell the tale. Plan well, vengeful creature.

[vorrutyer]

Bears are famous for their complex thinking.

[mmiab]

Their wishful thinking, more like.

[vorrutyer]

Hah. Watch your honey stores, dear Doctor.

[mmiab]

I’ll be waiting, Mr. Bear.