Voice post.

[buywithme]

[Prefect's voice is surrounded by the soft cooing of like, a MILLION BILLION TRIBBLES. He sounds just about as calm as he has ever sounder in his life.]

Comrades, I honestly have no idea how it is even remotely possible to dislike these creatures. The number of you deriving enjoyment from their torture is frankly a little disturbing to me. They're nice, and they're gentle, and there is literally no possible reason to stomp on them or feed them to your dogs.

[More cooing, and Prefect lets out a strangely happy sigh.]

[EDITED TO ADD]

Also, Comrades, I recommend that we solve the Tribble problem by hoarding them all into a room which we keep free from food, and then allow them to live there forever.

Comments

[greatlightother.livejournal.com]

This Barge is a strange place. The odd places it stops.

Sam?

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

It is. That one wasn't actually so bad.

Oh, excuse me, Sister. Sam is my Warden. We have been together for some time.

[greatlightother.livejournal.com]

And you do not speak bad of him? You must have a good relationship.