Eat This, Yuletide! [Open]

[badassfreakingoverlord]

"HYAAA HA HA HA HA!"

That wasn't St. Nick's jolly laugh waking the ship and ringing through the corridors.

Crashing through the halls, bolting through the City, smashing couches out of the way on the Obs Deck, ran nine minions of the Overlord, roped to a sleigh that appeared to be made entirely out of scrap parts Zetta had found lying around the city. (It was heavily armed, too, because, well, this was Zetta.) Another minion sat at the front of the sleigh, yahing the minions rather pointlessly, since they never slowed down or sped up no matter what the driver did. Behind that minion stood Zetta's minion of choice, proudly holding up -- the Sacred Tome, with a massive Santa hat and an even more massive fake beard attached.

"HYAAA HA HA HA HA! Meeeerry Overlordsmas, ship! Everyone enjoy your holiday gift -- the privilege of basking in my radiated badassery! Meeeeerry Overlordsmas!"

....well.... he HAD threatened to start celebrating Netherworld holidays....

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[dared-to-love.livejournal.com]

"Engineering? There are others that do this kind of thing?" Ophelia asked, genuinely surprised. She hadn't been keeping up with the announcements and messages passed back and forth with the crew, namely because she didn't know or care to use the omnicomm system.

[badassfreakingoverlord]

"Yeah. I don't think any of them can just slap together something working from a random pile of crap, though. They'd love to have someone who can do that."

The Overlord looked from the engine to Ophelia proper, something of a frown on his face. "If there's one thing I've had ground into me since I got on this ship, it's that humans need, like, social... people... things. Friends and all that crap, you know? You ought to consider going and helping out. Anything that kicks the Ohm's ass a little more is a plus, and it might do you some good."

[dared-to-love.livejournal.com]

Friends, huh? Ophelia had found herself keeping everyone at arm's length again, despite her talk with Maydril when she had first arrived. She couldn't help it; it seemed like every time she found someone to be close to, they were just taken away from her.

...And yet, on the ship there always seemed to be someone willing to extend a hand. Help her out. "Yeah, you're right about that. But they wouldn't be the first friends I've made here."

[badassfreakingoverlord]

"Got shoved back into the pods?" Zetta guessed. It would explain her reluctance.

[dared-to-love.livejournal.com]

"Not yet, but it's something I'm always worried about." She sighed. "You aren't going back there any time soon, are you?"

[badassfreakingoverlord]

"From what I hear, you go back in if your soul is about to fall out or something like that, 'cuz the Bleed thing we're in can make that happen." He grinned, oh so very smug. "But I can survive in the void between worlds. This is nothing!"

A little more awkwardly, he added, "Besides, my soul is already confined in this damn book as tightly as I can bind it. And that's pretty damn tight. I'll be fine."