Skylar Clarke-Iz’an

[skylarclarke]

What is your favorite flavor of pudding?

"Shit, great question. Chocolate's the classic, green tangerine's pretty good... but I feel like I need to try all the flavors to really answer this question. Send 'em on over, anon."

[skylarclarke]

What's it like to be married? What advice would you give to newlyweds?

"Being married is pretty fucking sick if you're ready for it and you're married to the right person. No idea what it's like otherwise, probably sucks. Advice to newlyweds... open communication, lots of it. And don't be a dick, but that's just general life advice - guess I'm tossing it in for free. You're welcome."

[skylarclarke]

Fuck, marry, kill: Ali, Derros, and Julia

"Controversial take - fuck Ali, marry Julia, kill Derros. The better answer would be fuck Derros, marry Ali, kill Julia, but Julia's like family. Sorry Derros."

@aliothizan

[skylarclarke]

What would you want your last meal ever to be?

"What, like I'm a prisoner on death row? Hell if I know."

[skylarclarke]

Would you want Ali to fall in love again after you die?

"Hey, congrats on being the last question on this subject I'll answer. If you'd asked me a couple years ago I would have said yes, but it's not really my call to make. ...I want him to have love in his life, whatever form that takes. If it means falling in love, sure. If it doesn't, that's okay too. I just don't want him to be alone."

@aliothizan

[skylarclarke]

What’s in your pockets or bag right now?

"Damn, great question. Let's see... comm, stylus, earbuds. Damn - a tootsie roll? When did that get there? ...Earth coins, a rubber band, bobby pins, pocket knife, a singular butterfly clip."

[skylarclarke]

Who is a crew member do you wish you talked to more?

"I don't know, I feel like I talk to everyone the amount I want to talk to them. Maybe Ali? Let's go with Ali."

@aliothizan

[skylarclarke]

Do you ever think about leaving the ship?

"Sure, in the hypothetical sense of if I ever feel like it, or if Ali felt like it. But I'm good for now."

[skylarclarke]

Would you rather have one whale-sized Ellie or 10 Ellie-sized whales?

"Depends. If I have the 10 Ellie-sized whales, do I have Ellie too? If so, then that option. If it's whale-sized Ellie or no Ellie, then whale-sized Ellie."

[rylandsgrace]

ANDREW GARFIED

attends the "After The Hunt" red carpet during the 82nd Venice International Film Festival on August 29, 2025 in Venice, Italy. 

[skylarclarke]

"Sure do. How would I not have a pet if everyone has one? My pet's not invisible though. Or blue," Skylar supplied, unhelpful as ever. He did feel like giving at least something to work with for the moment though, so he kept going. "You seen a more sandy-brownish gold dog around? About this high?" He leaned on one foot and off to the side until his hand reached down to Ellie's height.

[lixisselcyne]

Lix eyed Sky's hand and tried to remember the other animals she saw on the ship. She did remember walking past a very small dog with a fluffy butt when she first came on the ship. "Was their tail more stubby?" she asked. "I think I might've seen that one around. They're yours?"

[skylarclarke]

“Extremely stubby tail,” Skylar confirmed. “Mine and Ali’s. That’s our daughter. So, you know. Make her sad and face our wrath, and all that,” he added off-handedly. “She likes walks and playing fetch, if you wanted to get some Ellie points right from the get-go.”

[lixisselcyne]

Lix wrinkled her nose as she listened to Skylar. She could tell he was fucking with her, but she still didn't like the idea of cleaning a hundred feet messy tank. "Do you have a pet too?" she asked instead of talking more about tank cleaning. "Is this one yours?" She went to point to the blue dog, but...oh, it was gone. When did that happen?

[skylarclarke]

"Sure do. How would I not have a pet if everyone has one? My pet's not invisible though. Or blue," Skylar supplied, unhelpful as ever. He did feel like giving at least something to work with for the moment though, so he kept going. "You seen a more sandy-brownish gold dog around? About this high?" He leaned on one foot and off to the side until his hand reached down to Ellie's height.

[callucerniis]

Cal couldn’t very well tell him if he didn’t know, but the amused smile did confirm that Skylar knew something he either didn’t, or couldn’t remember. So he’d do his best to figure it out on his own, then. He reached for the comm, and held it out so that he could guide him through the device. Cal wasn’t the best at technology, though he tried his best to keep up with it all. His son would sometimes tell him about apps, and he knew next to nothing about new ones that came out. But these ones seemed important and minimal at the same time. He flipped through it, thinking about if he had any relevant questions. “Not really. Looks like you’ve got a couple ways of answering questions later if I do have one, so I'm good there…if we did fuck, you’re probably not open to doing it again, right?” Best to just. Make sure.

[skylarclarke]

Skylar did have several ways of answering questions baked in - it cut down on the initial tutorial and device handoff time, saved him the trouble of explaining the same few things over and over again to every new person who cycled through the Prosperity's doors. Which freed up more time for the stuff that was really fun, like when someone caught a bug deep in the recesses of an app somewhere... not that that had happened recently, but still. Plenty to keep busy with around here. Either way, watching Cal try to puzzle out if and how he knew him was more fun than a basic comm tutorial. He snorted at the former captain's question, amusement winning over annoyance for now. "Flattering, but no. I'd say it's because I don't do repeat offenders or mix business with pleasure, but neither of those things are quite true."

[callucerniis]

Cal was getting practically nothing from this guy; it was all cryptic answers and insults in his direction. “Yeah, I guess they’re no longer full, since they’re missing one.” He wondered who pissed in this guy’s cereal. Did he? It does sound like something he could have done while heavily inebriated. The chief engineer dug around in his drawer for a while, so he wouldn’t be surprised if the man proceeded to hand Cal a piece of absolute junk, some sort of comm prototype, or something with a screen cracked in several places, and expected him to use it. It’s clear that Skylar had a lot of pull on this ship and he wouldn’t be able to argue much, so Cal would take whatever he gave him without a reaction. Because that’s what these types always wanted—a reaction. He did react by flinching at the corner of his eye, unintentionally, and cursed himself for doing so at Skylar’s follow-up question. “Ha. Maybe you’re not that far off.” A small tilt of his head, a small flicker of recognition. “Did we fuck once?”

[skylarclarke]

Okay, it was kind of funny that Cal was acknowledging himself to be one of the assholes in question. Not as interesting as watching for any kind of change until - aha. A flinch at what Sky figured had been a pretty accurate guess, and a tilt of Cal's head as he seemed to figure something else out. "You tell me," he answered the newcomer's question, though he did crack a grin now. No real warmth behind it, but some mild amusement, sure. The comm lit up and Sky glanced back down to it, swiping and tapping at the screen to tab through a few settings. "Your comm." He handed Cal the (new, in perfectly good shape) device. "Menu's here, chat logs here, help section here. You can ask DONUT, the ship's intelligence system, if you want to know how to do something with, or submit a ticket from your comm if you get stuck and one of the engineers'll look into it, or swing by. Questions?" He pointed out each section as he mentioned it, then looked back to Cal again.

[lixisselcyne]

For a long time, the only animals Lix was familiar with were the ones from her home planet, but after travelling with her old crew, she was much more educated. Well, educated as in she knew what a Drienonmonmlon and a Svimubbkle were, but she never had one herself. Or any pet. "I mean...I've never cleaned a tank before, but there was a time I never navigated either," she said, then shrugged. "How had could it be?"

[skylarclarke]

"Depends on how big the tank is. And how messy its occupant is," Skylar answered without missing a beat, despite a general lack of tank-cleaning experience on his part. "Probably wouldn't get stuck with one longer than a hundred feet though, given the size of the ship." That was close to a hundred feet bigger than the largest tank he'd ever seen on board, but that was neither here nor there.

[callucerniis]

Cal really couldn’t tell if Skylar’s greeting sought out to mock him or not. Yes, that was his name, what was the problem? Of course, he really couldn’t get any sort of read on the stranger who didn’t quite look like a stranger, especially when the chief engineer went on to mention his other ship. So either Skylar somehow caught word of who he was and where he came from—how much did he know? Did word spread through the ships about his… let’s say untimely departure from the Israx?—Or he knew him already. By the ever-present itch for information in his brain, searching for information on this guy in front of him, Cal could presume it was the second option. They’ve met somewhere. “Nothing happened to the other ship, I’m sure it’s still out there, full of unruly assholes, as always,” he provided with a wave of his hand. “I take it you’re familiar with it.” And me, he added silently.

[skylarclarke]

"Familiar enough," Skylar shrugged, pausing to step out from behind his desk and over to a drawer. He opened it, rummaging around. "So the Israx is full of unruly assholes as always... but you're here." Aha - there was the comm he'd been looking for. He switched it on, glancing back at Cal again as it booted up so he could watch for a reaction on the newcomer's face, his own as impassive as ever. "They get tired of you or something?"

[lixisselcyne]

Lix glanced at the newcomer before her lips twitched in amusement. She spent enough time with Cal to know the man was lying, but she wouldn't mind a ship-assigned pet. She never had a pet before. They weren't as common on the Israx, and she obviously didn't have one as an orphan. "You have good employee benefits on this ship," she said, crossing her arms over her chest. "I could do without cleaning litter boxes, though."

[skylarclarke]

Skylar observed the response his comment got, and filed that away. "They're not bad," he agreed of the ship's benefits - both the real ones, and the one he'd just made up. "Your preferences might be taken into consideration - you could end up with a Drienonmonmlon or a Svimubbkle. You like cleaning tanks any better than litter boxes?"