[ in contrast to the first time he'd addressed the network, aramis manages to keep the camera level from the start this time. he clears his throat, taking off his hat — it's all done deliberately, for effect, and the amused glint in his eyes underlines that. ]

It has come to my attention — [ a beat. ] that while my friend Porthos and I had the good grace to introduce ourselves to the ship at large, [ more like threaten everyone aboard ] not everyone is so courteous.

[ he holds up a piece of paper. on it is a drawing of athos, perhaps not quite as well done as the drawing linked to here but certainly a passable likeness. ]

This is Athos, a fellow musketeer. He enjoys wine, justice, and brooding. If you run into him, do say hello. He will be sure to appreciate it.

[ he manages to keep a straight face through all of it, but when he reaches for the camera to turn it off, the corners of his mouth are trembling upwards. ]



[ credit goes to illustrate-her ]

[ the feed starts to complete blackness — it resolves itself into a clearer picture of a leather uniform once aramis steps back, though he also just so happens to be upside down. at least aramis has learned enough in his days aboard the tranquility so far that he notices and fixes it a moment later, leaving it lopsided, but the right way around.

he steps back a little further, coming to stand next to porthos. they are both armed, swords strapped to their sides, and not in the ship's jumpsuits but rather in their leather uniforms.

aramis holds a pistol, considering it. his voice is thoughtful. ]

They do say I am quite good with these.

[ porthos, for his part, is still staring suspiciously at the sleek looking square on his end. but he lets up long enough to add - ]

Finest in all of France, I’d wager. The better to serve their Majesties, King Louis XIII and Queen Anne.

[ it’s a spiel they’ve been through before. aramis’ eyes narrow. ] Speaking of their Majesties — if they are here as well, rest assured that we will find them and not look kindly on anyone who has committed treason and harmed them.

[ there’s a gruff hemm of his throat, before porthos adds; ] And if you’ve done likewise with two men who go by Athos and D’Artagnon, it may not be treason, but we’ll be looking just as unkindly.

[ aramis smiles at that, cheerful almost despite the dangerous edge to it. ] To those who are likewise captives, we swear to aid you where we can.

[ and he tips his head. ]



( blue is aramis, black is porthos! musketeers in space, aw yeah!! )