IC Inbox (Drift Fleet)

[whatisright]

[Messages meant for Justice's communicator, or people visiting him.

Please mention method of contact and time of contact.]

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[whatisright]

[Justice thinks he's been very reasonable, humoring the human this whole time despite the fact that he came into Justice's space without invitation at a time when Justice would prefer to be utterly alone.

But the sudden outburst of hostility and the sudden intrusion of the finger at his chest quickly runs down his good will. Physical contact is a complicated thing for him in the first place, something he's only just begun participating in in a positive context, and he does not like being touched by a stranger so aggressively. He does not sense any intent to actually attack from the human, but it still puts him on edge and his presence is louder with physical contact and Justice doesn't like it.

Justice isn't particularly expressive, but his eyes harden, and the sudden chill that comes to his voice is unmistakable.]

Human, at what point did I give you the impression that you may give me orders?

[There's only one human he takes orders from, and even then, it's on a conditional basis. She earned his loyalty through demonstrating her worthiness and extending her kindness to him countless times, and now even thinking of her hurts. Now this human thinks he can come in and start ordering Justice around?

Justice grips the human's metal hand and pushes it gently but firmly away.] Do not touch me like that.

[padadin]

[As soon as Justice touches his hand, Shiro takes it away, not wanting to be touched by this "man" either. While he does have a good poker face, he doesn't use it right now - he's expressive as he can be, his hard look letting Justice know how much he dislikes what he's heard so far.]

I'm the captain of this ship. It's not something I'll hold over people's heads often - as long as you do your job, I don't care how you spend you free time. But I do care about my crew and their comfort. Pets are allowed - animals running wild aren't. You should learn the difference before engaging one.

[He steps back, showing his intention of leaving this damn conversation unless Justice wants to add more.]

You just said a horrible thing. The only acceptable demand right now is an apology.

[whatisright]

You are not my captain. I do not care what our captors say. [Justice says it like it's just that simple, just that obvious. Why should the placement of his room have any implication on who he follows? He follows no one that has not proven themselves to him, and this human has not. The fact that he demands to be followed anyway just seems irritating at best, like he expects Justice to behave like any army-enlisted mortal when he is as far from one as possible.

At the best of times, spirits tend to be solitary creatures. They do not create organized societies. There's only the impression of such things in the Fade, full of memories of mortals going about their lives while the spirits observe and occasionally act out parts. Justice agreed to follow Riona and act the part of a Gray Warden because the body he accidentally possessed was a Gray Warden, and it seemed just to pay back its owner by fulfilling his mission. Afterwards, it was Riona's and her Wardens' kindness that drew Justice to remain by their side. Justice feels no such responsibility to this ship or this so-called 'captain.']

I do not see how an apology would mean anything, considering I do not know what you find so offensive about what I have said.

[If Justice comes off as cold, it's because he's being that way. It's not that he's incapable of listening to people explaining how he missteps socially and trying to learn from it; he just loses that openness in a fight, and that's what this feels like at the moment.

[padadin]

Our captors didn't choose me, I took the position because I wanted to, and because I have experience. [And because Kate asked. Remembering her only feeds his anger.] And even if they had chosen me, the point still stands. Any crew needs a leader and each member has assigned duties. It's for the sake of organization, our survival when trouble comes, and an easier cohabitation. If you don't like it, you know where to find the transfer application, but I doubt you'll find a captain that won't expect you to listen.

[Shiro is usually calmer than this, more patient. But Justice is hitting all his weaknesses, and each word that comes out of his mouth only rubs the wound more. He's so done here. So quiznaking done.]

If you can't see the difference between slaves and house training a cat that followed you here, I have nothing else to tell you. You've been warned.

[And with that, he leaves, not without snapping his fingers to call on Procyon, who of course obediently follows his master.]

[whatisright]

[Justice would probably say something along the lines of how his previous so-called captain didn't expect people to listen to him, and their ship worked fine. He could say something about how the mortals can have their organization if they wish it but Justice never agreed to be a part of it, and making demands won't change that. He could say that he was randomly transferred here without prompting, and he doubts Atroma will allow him to transfer back. He could say that he is not intimidated in the least by the threats of an arrogant mortal that assumes that all intelligent creatures will fall in line for him.

But the mortal takes care of it by walking away and ending the conversation himself. So with a frown that is basically tantamount to a middle finger for Justice, he closes the door without a word, less willing to show consideration for the man now than he was before. He has bigger things to worry about right now regardless, and soon his mind is dragged back to them.

If the leopard ends up eating some important wires in Shiro's room the next day, it's unrelated.]