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[personal profile] english_dignity
Who: Arthur and you
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Platetside, in the city
When: Sept 4th-15th

Shopping
[As a habitual practitioner of magic, Arthur couldn't really pass up the opportunity to get some supplies after finding out just what sorts of things one could buy in these markets. So his hands quickly filled up with bags containing crystals, amulets, and a few different decks of their own style of fortune telling cards. So what if their cost took a big chunk out of his savings thus far, he had spells to do!]

Fortune Telling
[It might not have been his specialty, but the nation was certain that no fortune telling via computer algorithm could possibly be accurate. Magic wasn't done by computers. Ridiculous.

And it didn't take a specialist either to spot the business opportunity provided.

A sign outside promised 'ancient and exotic fortunes,' the scent of tea constantly drifting out from the booth he'd rented for the duration of their stay. Technically, it wasn't a lie. He was ancient compared to most, and England was certainly exotic this far from Earth.]
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[personal profile] english_dignity
Who: Arthur and open
Broadcast: Video
Action: Huntress
When: Monday

[Arthur's been a bit bored and homesick lately, so he's settled himself in the galley of the Huntress with a cup of tea and a sketchpad, working on a rough plan for... well, it's anyone's guess really, because the angle to the camera isn't ideal. Still, it's apparently cheering him up because he's got a smile.]

With how much downtime we seem to have between bursts of alien madness, I thought I'd ask what hobbies people have picked up to pass the hours. New ones, ones from home? Myself, I've been trying to pick up the guitar again after our stay in the Corbius belt, but also would be interested in getting back into a few handicrafts I like to think I'm rather good at.

Which brings me to my second question. Has anyone come across a source for sewing supplies? Or perhaps for wood carving? Neither have to be particularly fancy. I can work with some very basic tools.

If anyone needs something tailored, I suppose I could take on a commission or two as well. Once I have the materials, that is.

Video

Jul. 14th, 2017 11:31 pm
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[personal profile] english_dignity
Who: Arthur Kirkland
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Huntress
When: 14thish

[If anyone's managed to catch sight of Arthur since they were returned to their ships, the look he's sporting is certainly an improvement, but to anyone else he'd look pretty damned sick. It turned out that being caught in dreaming over certain unmentionable holidays celebrated with explosives and charred meat earlier in the month... was not good for certain Brits after being returned. Apologies to whoever's room is next to his.

At least he looks somewhat satisfied with the mug of tea he's cradling.]


I'm not quite sure if I'd qualify gift baskets being much to make up for that little nightmarish run, but I appreciate the tea.

[When he puts the mug down, it has '#1 Mum' in bright red letters. Obviously also part of the basket.]

Jarvis, I apologize for being out for a few days. I've been a bit under the weather but should be back to work tomorrow.

( #004 )

May. 11th, 2017 07:06 pm
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[personal profile] brainiest
Who: Hermione Granger and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Vanquish
When: Today!

[ The feed starts out with Hermione sitting on her bed, looking absolutely miserable. It's obvious that she hasn't slept, not really, and when she speaks her voice is quiet and, more than anything, sad. ]

Cisco isn't here anymore. [ She's lost people before, but she never gets used to it. It's never fair, and it's not right. It's not right that you get to be this close to people and then they get taken away from you. ] I don't think he's the only one that's gone this time, but it's - I don't think it's my place to talk about anyone else.

[ She's doing this because Cisco was her partner, after all. Her boyfriend. She'd been so happy.

I'm not sure what's left in his lab, but - I didn't want to touch anything. I'm sorry for anyone that knew him, but... He's probably happier at home, so it's okay in the end.

[ The feed cuts off, abruptly, because she didn't want to think about it anymore - it was easier to just turn it off and put the device to one side and pretend for a little while. ]
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[personal profile] english_dignity
Who: Arthur and you
Broadcast: Video
Action: Huntress
When: April 23rd!

Action
[Arthur didn't actually remember his actual birthday, and he'd certainly never mentioned his unofficial one to anyone in the fleet, yet somehow, on the one day he'd stopped back on the Huntress to water his plants, there was a large package for him in the cargo bay. A crate with his own flag splashed over the top and 'Happy Birthday' scrawled over it in bad handwriting.]

How did they- I'm not opening this here.

Video
[Shortly after dragging the crate back to his room, his device has switched on while he pries the box open, the lid all but jumping up as the contents absolutely jammed inside... puffed up. Arthur narrowed his eyes and peered in, staring at the contents.

Stuffed animals. Almost half a dozen varieties of stuffed animals. And all of them looking very, very British.]


Just what am I supposed to do with these?

[Picking one up, he finally notices the comm is on and gives it an exasperated look.]

Alright, who told them?
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[personal profile] thespaceopera
Who: Everyone!
Broadcast: Possibly!
Action: April System
When: Month of April!


[Welcome to the Belt, a huge asteroid belt that's been terraformed for life. Here you can explore the different asteroids, become a rock star, race on some ATVs, enjoy not being underwater.

In other words, it's a mingle! Get in everyone!

> System Info ]
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[personal profile] english_dignity
Who: Arthur and anyone
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Mafik
When: Late March

[Arthur's been keeping himself dry and out of the water on his ship for most of the month, with the fact that they were probably going to be leaving the system shortly, he wanted to at least try to see a bit of the watery planet. At least he knew he couldn't drown this time!

Getting around gracefully, however... wasn't going to happen.

He was very aware of the snickerings of a few of the ruder locals as he floundered about, holding onto whatever he could. It was embarrassing, but at this point the Brit was just too proud to give up and go back until he'd at least spent long enough to make the trip worth it. And maybe pick up a souvenir. Just to prove he went out there.]
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[personal profile] english_dignity
Who: Arthur Kirkland
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Málum (Crowley's bar)
When: Feb 15, evening

[Luckily for the fleet, Arthur's decided to broadcast near the beginning of his evening, meaning he's still on his first glass and reasonably sober.]

Would anyone be up for a bit of a trip down to the ring tomorrow? I've been hearing some nice things about the area and it might be nice to get outside for a day or two. Especially after how artificial everything was at the last place. And it's always better with company.

[Takes another sip and sneezes, shaking his head. As he does... well, his control of his powers slips and a pair of wings pops out of his back, halo glowing over his head, and typical clothes swapped in a second to a matching white tunic. He doesn't notice until he picks up his glass for another sip and sees the reflection.]

...bugger.

[Tosses back the rest of the glass and ends the broadcast. Going to need another one.]

[Open]

Jan. 22nd, 2017 06:24 pm
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[personal profile] english_dignity
Who: Arthur Kirland and You
Broadcast: n/a
Action: Various places, see headers
When: 22nd-26th

Pathstone/Solace
[The Pathstone might not have been damaged as much as some ships in the fleet, but there were still repairs to be done. And with their former 'super genius' captain (whom he'd never actually got around to meeting, so he'd have to take his crewmates' word on that) missing in action, they were left to Arthur as the engineer. Who knew he'd be so thankful for the augmentation. A space ship was nothing like the engines he'd worked on before.

Arthur was in and out of the ship itself while he worked, either working on repairs inside or ones to the hull and outer systems from the Solace docking port, somewhat splattered and smeared in engine oil. Do excuse him.]


I'd better be able to find some decent tea after this.

Solace: Parks
When he wasn't working on his own ship, Arthur'd taken up a job maintaining a few of the Solace parks. Replacement parts weren't cheap! But on the bright side, Arthur actually liked gardening. Even if these parks all lacked some proper English roses. Still, it was nice to be back in nature after being on a ship for the better part of a month. Well, sort of nature.

He paused from replanting an incredibly generic looking flower to watch the park's resident bird splash around in a birdbath, smiling at the sight. The Brit didn't look up until he heard footsteps behind him, the bird flying off.]

video.

Dec. 30th, 2016 03:42 pm
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[personal profile] edwinjarvis
Who: Mr. Jarvis and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action:
Marsiva
When:
Today!

[The video begins with a fellow in a well-pressed suit and a carefully adjusted tie, all befitting someone who puts the most care into looking a well-kept part in society. His poor hair could do with some pomade - it hangs a bit, droops like a wilted leaf on his forehead, but otherwise he's made sure to keep his dignity in the wake of this... horrible event. He's been clearly kidnapped. Kidnapped! He prays Miss Carter is safe somewhere; the last thing he remembers is being hit with a tranquilizer, but he can't seem to remember if it had been a terribly dangerous affair. Didn't they have the assailant in their trunk? Oh, what a beast the man had been. He will attempt to keep his composure regardless. It's his job.]

While I appreciate that you've let me keep my reading glasses, I'm afraid I won't be broken in by such... backwards methods. Whoever you are and wherever you have... taken me, I can assure you that you've chosen a terrible person to kidnap and that kindness will earn you nothing of use. I'm just the butler; a chauffeur, and I'll have little to offer you, unless you would like to learn how to properly fold any and all manner of clothing.

... Or how to properly prepare a dining table.

[I imagine nothing of that sort will interest you, you're probably all thuggish barbarians.]

If you think you'll get anything at all from me otherwise — well!

[He folds his arms, and though he's concerned for his health in the future (god please don't murder me whoever you people are), he is doing his best impression of an impassive, dry-witted butler. As always. He doesn't sell it perfectly, but at least he's selling it, and that's what matters. Look how tough and unbreakable I am. Can't hurt a butler when he's down.]

You're sorely mistaken.





[........ brb fumbling now]


How do I turn this thing off?
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[personal profile] english_dignity
Who: Arthur and open to Pathstone crew
Broadcast: n/a
Action: SS Pathstone
When: Dec 24th (backdated due to holiday)

[Arthur hadn't actually been awake the last time he'd appeared on one of these ships, but at least there'd been a bit of forewarning this time. Still, he was left blinking with surprise at the fluttering confetti as he appeared on the bridge of, apparently, his new ship.]

Well, that's... festive.
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[personal profile] english_dignity
Who: Arthur Kirland and Open
Broadcast: Network - Unfiltered
Action: SS Marsiva
When: Thursday evening

[The badly angled view of Marsiva's viewing bay should be familiar to most before Arthur gets his camera angled right to actually show his face. It figured he'd be dragged away on his day off. Meeting new people when he actually looked respectable and not dressed like a punk (Union Jack shirt, earrings, and temporary green streaks in his hair included) would just be too much to ask for, wouldn't it?]

Really, kidnapped to a reality show in space. If I didn't know better I'd think someone had given me a good sound whack on the head. This would make more sense as a hallucination.

[Grumbles, flicking a few green strands from his face and trying to straighten his clothes to look somewhat respectable. The proper English accent helps, he's sure.]

Well, since it sounds like I'm not the only one in this situation, I might as well say hello. I'm Arthur Kirkland, of Great Britain. It's a pleasure to meet you. Circumstances aside of course. I'm sorry for my appearance, but this caught me a little off-guard.

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