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driftfleet2015-10-06 05:20 pm
incousinswithyou) wrote in driftfleet2015-10-06 05:20 pm
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/insert rose petals here
Who: Haruka, Michiru, and you!!
Broadcast: Two fleet-wide videos
Action: On the Marsiva
When: Now
01.
...in the reaches of space? How ironic.
[ This network station appears to have switched on of its own accord. That or the two people standing next to it wanted to only broadcast part of their conversation. And just their torsos. And hands. The taller person is making a fist. ]
That’s not the word I would use to describe it. [ The shorter one places a hand over that fist. ] They can look after each other.
...I suppose. [ Their fingers intertwine. The taller person’s thumb strokes the side of their companion’s hand. They chuckle. ] Space won’t be so cold. If you’re there.
[ That’s a quiet laugh, and the other one is leaning in and up.
...Better interrupt this sappiness before somebody gets diabetes and/or they magically pretend it didn’t happen on tape. ]
02.
[ Later this same day, from this same broadcast station, another message comes through. This time, there’s a pair of faces on display: a blond “man” and a green-haired lady. Both are way more attractive than they have any right to be. Especially when smiling. ]
Hello. I’m Kaioh Michiru. [ This is not the face of a person who was caught being all PDA on camera. ] If anybody can tell us what this place is, we would be most appreciative.
Tenoh Haruka. [ The blond sticks a hand into “his” pocket. ] Don’t take all day now. We’re busy.
[ And that’s a wink. Nothing to see here. Nothing amiss. ]
Broadcast: Two fleet-wide videos
Action: On the Marsiva
When: Now
01.
...in the reaches of space? How ironic.
[ This network station appears to have switched on of its own accord. That or the two people standing next to it wanted to only broadcast part of their conversation. And just their torsos. And hands. The taller person is making a fist. ]
That’s not the word I would use to describe it. [ The shorter one places a hand over that fist. ] They can look after each other.
...I suppose. [ Their fingers intertwine. The taller person’s thumb strokes the side of their companion’s hand. They chuckle. ] Space won’t be so cold. If you’re there.
[ That’s a quiet laugh, and the other one is leaning in and up.
...Better interrupt this sappiness before somebody gets diabetes and/or they magically pretend it didn’t happen on tape. ]
02.
[ Later this same day, from this same broadcast station, another message comes through. This time, there’s a pair of faces on display: a blond “man” and a green-haired lady. Both are way more attractive than they have any right to be. Especially when smiling. ]
Hello. I’m Kaioh Michiru. [ This is not the face of a person who was caught being all PDA on camera. ] If anybody can tell us what this place is, we would be most appreciative.
Tenoh Haruka. [ The blond sticks a hand into “his” pocket. ] Don’t take all day now. We’re busy.
[ And that’s a wink. Nothing to see here. Nothing amiss. ]
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[ A thoughtful look, and then Haruka's exchanging silent glances with Michiru. This all means they only have other people's word for the situation, doesn't it?
But that's their worry and not this girl's, so when Haruka turns back to the screen, she's grinning. ] I can believe we're in show business, though. The reception's cute enough.
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Is everybody here in the same situation?
[surely there has to be something more nefarious to their presence here than providing entertainment]