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Bobbin Threadbare ([personal profile] onegreythread) wrote in [community profile] driftfleet2015-06-16 11:01 am

1} Video

Who: Bobbin Threadbare
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: The Personnel room labelled with his name on the SS First Breath, if you want
When: Today! The 16th.

[As always, Bobbin has his hood up, and his face is completely in shadow, even though the room is lit around him, and the hood isn't all THAT deep. (Presumably there's some magic about the hoods of Weavers.) He seems to have gotten the idea that video is the most helpful and useful, though, so you'll have to bear with it not actually being useful at all. Outside of telling you that this is the kind of guy who wears a full grey robe, whatever that might mean to you. He's from a medieval fantasy so his voice is kind of gently British even though he wouldn't know what British was if you asked him.]

I was thinking, I can't do much to help in the way of protecting people from the bugs, or healing or anything. But...no, hang on. Let's try this again.

I'm Bobbin. Erm, Bobbin Threadbare, I suppose, though I don't think Guilds will mean anything to anyone here. Anyway, I might not be able to heal wounds, but there's another trouble about confronting those bugs that I can help with. I can mend, you see, and if you've been injured it's almost certain you've a tear in your clothing as well. And I'd like to help.

[He shuts off the broadcast. And then switches it back on.]

Nearly forgot. I'm on the First Breath, but I guess I could come to the ship, if you wanted. Or another ship, maybe. [Off again.]
entertainheir: (squinting in your general direction)

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[personal profile] entertainheir 2015-06-17 05:10 am (UTC)(link)
[After hovering by the door for a few moments, Yuya tentatively knocks and calls inside.]

Hey...Bobbin?
entertainheir: (just don't ask me about quiz shows)

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[personal profile] entertainheir 2015-06-22 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
For everyone?

[For a second Yuya forgets he's kind of embarrassed, out of surprise. He kind of figured Bobbin would want the room to himself just for the space - it's not as if they have much of it in their tiny bunk rooms. He steps into the room quietly, looking around for a second just to get a feel for the place since he hasn't really checked it out before.]

It's not a bad room...

[Except then he remembers why he's here and straightens up, turning his attention back to Bobbin.]

But that's not why I'm here! Uh...you said you could fix torn clothing, right?