The Former Maxwell // Milla (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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driftfleet2014-12-13 06:25 pm
retconciled) wrote in driftfleet2014-12-13 06:25 pm
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Who: Milla
Broadcast: Open video!
Action: SS Blue Fish
When: December 13th
[Milla looks unhappy. Get used to that look, you're going to be seeing it a lot. She's outside her office and points the camera at the door where a plate reads "Milla Maxwell" and then nudges the door open to show a small couch, a desk and some chairs.]
So what the hell do I do with this anyway? And where is the food? You know, actual food? Food people eat, not this gross whatever it is! I want to make soup... And what about a tomato omelette?
[She makes a frustrated noise and goes into the office, leaving the door open and flopping on the couch. She keeps the communicator above her.]
Listen just tell me who do I contact to go back to dying? [Dryly:] At least the miasma didn't have flavoured jellies for meals.
[Yeah she's sore about everything. She drops the communicator on her chest - someone might want to tell her about where that's pointing - and chooses to sulk on her couch.]
Broadcast: Open video!
Action: SS Blue Fish
When: December 13th
[Milla looks unhappy. Get used to that look, you're going to be seeing it a lot. She's outside her office and points the camera at the door where a plate reads "Milla Maxwell" and then nudges the door open to show a small couch, a desk and some chairs.]
So what the hell do I do with this anyway? And where is the food? You know, actual food? Food people eat, not this gross whatever it is! I want to make soup... And what about a tomato omelette?
[She makes a frustrated noise and goes into the office, leaving the door open and flopping on the couch. She keeps the communicator above her.]
Listen just tell me who do I contact to go back to dying? [Dryly:] At least the miasma didn't have flavoured jellies for meals.
[Yeah she's sore about everything. She drops the communicator on her chest - someone might want to tell her about where that's pointing - and chooses to sulk on her couch.]
Action!
Yeah, sorry, no real food here. I'm working on it, soon as we hit a planet with anything made of meat, I'm stocking up. Until then, we've got whatever Del can cook up with the squishy protein stuff.
[He gives a short wave.] Anyway, hi, I'm Sokka. I'm your captain on this happy voyage into insanity.
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You're the captain? [Well he said he was working on food, so that's a bonus point.] As soon as we get some food, I can help with cooking a little. I'm good at soup and I could probably do stew, too!
[She realises that isn't her job but she has priorities.]
Oh and I'm Milla.
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Nice to meetcha. What job did our happy oppressors give you?
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[Sure she has an augment that gives her the knowledge but it doesn't make it any less weird to her.]
You know, tell me your problems, I help through methods, whatever.
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I used to do that. Well [eyebrow waggle] Wang Fire did.