[Network Video]

[target_audience]

[The video is chaotically shaky, and the noise staticy with what turns out to be splashing water, sending droplets splattering across the lens. In it, Shaw is standing on the sand, being recorded from the water. The camera is drifting away from her, or more accurately, kind of in circles. Stu's voice is off screen, sounding panicked.]

Anybody out there? Hello? This lady just cornered and threatened me. Hello? I'm in the ship, I'm in the--beach--if anyone is close to the ship--

[ooc: The Agrii have recognized a threat and lowered the boarding restrictions for the ships. Anyone can board, if they choose!]

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[tempredmental]

.....

[Keith took a breath.]

You made it sound like she called you, threatened you, and then came straight here. Like... all today.

[He let out the breath in a sigh, and looked back at the woman.]

Are you even armed?

[cactusy]

Wait, wait-- you're talking about that?

[ Shaw breaks in, her brow furrowing in confusion. ]

Dude, that was months ago. I called you up to ask about when you got stabbed, you wouldn't quit telling bad jokes about it instead of giving me good intel, and--

[ She thinks back, trying to think of what she might have said that he could have been spun as I hate you. Knowing her track record with people, it could have been something as simple as her tone of voice. Dammit. ]

I, uh-- you made some kind of crack about how I was looking for material for a true crime drama, and I think I said no, I cared about solving attacks even on annoying people. Or something like that. I dunno; we can look it up. And no, I'm not armed; he's a dumb kid, not a gang leader.

[target_audience]

Dude, I'm sorry I have -- fucking -- object performance! Why are you here messing with me about Donnie's stuff? That had to have gone missing hours ago.

[tempredmental]

[Keith heaved a big sigh.]

Fine... fine. So, you're not going to kill him... and you're just... I don't even know. But, we're good here now?

[Was the fight over? Could he leave?]

[cactusy]

He's playing like he's too dumb to follow a conversation. And it's really annoying.

[But she'd meant this to be a one-on-one chat to begin with, and that hasn't necessarily changed - so if Keith decides to head out, she won't stop him.]

[target_audience]

See, she's not even pretending she's here to listen to me anymore. Everyone stay away from this lady, we're out of here.

[tempredmental]

I don't even want to listen to you anymore because you sound like a complete idiot.

[Blunt, but guess who had stopped caring. Keith rolled his eyes with a sigh. His patience was tapped out.]

Look, whatever. You're not exactly helping anyone else help you with this double talk and babbling. I was just trying to get to the bottom of the situation by hearing both sides, but you make no sense. [Keith put his hands out, gesturing towards the guy.]

I don't know what else to do.

[He put his hands up in a show of exasperation before turning.]

Maybe someone else can help you out better than I can.

[So, he stepped away... though, he didn't completely leave, in case things did actually go south, and stayed just within earshot... he had his bayard on him, too, if this turned into a fight.]