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Who: weiss schnee and you?!
Broadcast: fleetwide
Action: the marsiva
When: today

[ why hello there, fleetians. this broadcast is brought to you by the letter W, as in WHY THIS WHY ME. which is, coincidentally enough, one of the many thoughts buzzing through weiss' mind ever since she'd woken up to find herself in space. though she supposes after a "digital" space, regular space shouldn't be too difficult to adjust to. boy, is she trying.

she might actually look familiar to some of you — there had definitely been an accidental broadcast or two of her as she fumbled through her first few hours on marsiva — mostly boring stuff like meticulously combing through any and all information she could find on her communicator (and taking an extensive amount of notes on them), stuffing her face into a pillow and screaming at the top of her lungs, and staring into a mirror and giving herself a pep talk in an attempt to Get a Grip.

apparently the Grip has been Gotten (or maybe she just grew impatient), for now she's making her first broadcast, a pleasant smile plastered on her face. ]

Good ev— [ she pauses, glancing briefly to the side; how does one even tell time in space.... ] — Greetings. [ her smile becomes just a touch more strained. ]

My name is Weiss Schnee. As the newest Communications Officer of the S.S. Three Twins, I thought it was prudent to introduce myself to the rest of the ship. I can't say I have much experience in the area of... space pioneering — [ or reality tv star, for that matter, but she's pointedly choosing to Ignore that bit of the deal thankyouverymuch ] — but when it comes to diplomacy and intermediation, I have an extensive background.

[ a brief pause. shoot, she's already forgotten her place. best to just wrap this up..! ]

It's a pleasure to make all your acquaintances. I look forward to working with you all.

[ another pause, and then she suddenly remembers—! ]

Oh, and if anyone might know where I can get some binders, I'd really appreciate the tip.

[ from the looks of it, she'll probably be needing more than one... ]

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Ew.

[He's pretty sure not even the crow portion of his brain could convince him to drink that.]

I fucking hope not. No, I'm just—

[Why is this still awkward to tell people.]

—kind of a bird.

[ her footsteps stall again, a sudden silence falling over the conversation. ]

A bird...? [ she asks quietly, tentatively. ]

[ and then suddenly— ]

But how are you holding the communicator with your tiny talons?

[That gets a startled breath of a laugh from him. What the fuck, that was adorable.]

I've got hands; I used to be a normal kid. The crow thing is newer.

[ it was a legitimate question!! she huffs a little, indignant over being laughed at. she's trying her best to understand here, tyvm! ]

Do you mean to say only parts of you are a bird?

[ if you "used" to be a normal kid... but are now a bird... but still have hands.................

this is hurting her mind. she starts walking again just to give her body something to do. ]

I guess. It's why I said "kind of".

[He pauses, thinking it over.]

You're coming out to the main room, right? You'll see what I'm talking about, I'm pretty sure I'm still the only guy with feathers.

[ he's being quite Vague about it, tbh, meaning the only image she's coming up with is some guy in a feather boa... ]

Oh, are you in the main room as well?

[ tbh she hadn't realized. anyway, soon enough she's there. the sound of her boots signal her arrival, the last of her question actually the first thing she says once having stepped in.

she glances up out of reflex and—

oh.

that birdy. ]

[And Davesprite, being Davesprite, has been talking to her from where he is watching Super Mario Bros. on mute, wings sticking over the arm of a chair and his legs propped across the other. With the wings, how is that comfortable? Moreover, why is he watching this???

He's close enough to the door that he hears Weiss come in and he looks up.]

Hey. [He uses the communicator to keep talking to her without raising his voice. Like that isn't awkward. But he gets up and comes over to meet her.

Weiss, you're so short???]

[ excuse you, she is of a perfectly respectable height! why are you so tall?? she can't believe she ever once thought of you as a teeny tiny bird.

when he approaches, she straightens her back a little, chin tipping up, all as if to steel herself for this interaction. she'd done a considerable amount of staring at his wings just a few moments earlier — like a faunus, she can't help but think — so when he actually steps towards her, she takes care to keep her eyes solely on his face.

or rather, her face's reflection on his shades.

her lips purse a little. ]

Hello, I. [ she pauses, suddenly realizing something. she squints at her reflection. ]

I'm sorry — I don't think I ever caught your name.

[He is indeed an awkwardly gangly dude, more like a stork than a crow in that way. It's partially how he's built and partially how teenage boys look when they haven't figured out if they've stopped growing, and he slouches when she straightens. It shaves a few inches off his height.

His head tilts, movement a little too fast to look human. It's kind of obvious she's—tense? He's not sure what word he's looking for.]

Oh, yeah. Still not used to these communicators not dishing out your private deets to anyone you talk to. It's Davesprite.

[Or Dave Sprite. Do these sound different to anyone without sprite-shit loaded into their brains?]

[ weiss personally believes that once someone has hit the six feet mark, they should no longer be allowed the opportunity to grow any taller. it's just inconvenient, is what it is. why, if he hadn't decided to slouch as much as he is (thereby epitomizing that "teenage boy" look he seems to be striving for), she'd have quite the neck ache by now.

truthfully, she finds herself torn between appreciating the gesture, and admonishing him for the poor posture practice. ]

Well, Dave, it's a pleasure to meet you in person. [ yeah, she assumes it's two names. just be thankful she didn't call you "mr. sprite." ]

Will you kindly show me where they keep the books?

["Mr. Sprite" makes him sound like a school teacher for Pepsi products. He's grateful she's not anime enough to call him "Sprite-san".

But she gets a flicker of a smile at the book request. Aw yiss.]

Sure. C'mon.

[And he will lead her to the nearest shelf, where he pulls off a random book. He shows it to her, flipping through the pages.]

I fucking trashed this one yesterday, but here it is. Same fucking edition and everything. [It's faintly exasperated.]

[ weiss' nose wrinkles each time he says that word. you know — that word. she very nearly brings it up both times, too, but she has to quickly remind herself to prioritize.

she'll lecture him on courteous speaking later. ]

Now — when you say trashed...

[ weiss can't even bring herself to say it, tbh. her poor innocent mind is hoping he merely meant ripping off one tiny page.................. ]

[The last person to lecture him about his language was Evelyn Carnahan. Which was...largely unsuccessful, but at least she got him to cut it out when he turned in essays.

(Getting him to write the essays was a whole other matter.)]

I mean trashed, [he confirms, and flips the book over in his hands. It's a hardback, missing its slipcover, and he wedges his fingers around the spine.

Nonchalant as anything, he pulls. The binding comes apart way too easily in his hands.

This is yet another example of why teenagers should not have superpowers.]

[ omg if dave wrote weiss an essay, she'd probably fall in love. NERD ALERT.

...provided his grammar was sufficient, ofc. SNOBBY NERD ALERT.

but speaking of nerds, and things they love — weiss' reaction is not nearly as visceral at dave's action, but it's pretty substantial in and of itself. her hands fly up to her mouth, eyes wide and everything. she looks scandalized but

but also a little intrigued. ]

And... And the next day it just — it's back to the way it is?

[ also wait— squints up at him. ]

How did you do that?

[He'd write her an essay in rhyming couplets. ...With grammar only where he pleases, unfortunately. Shakespeare wasn't held down by such simple things!

He keeps shredding the book, ripping out pages and crumpling them, but the corner of his mouth twists up at her reaction. Someone really likes her lit.

The first question gets him to start to nod a response, but it morphs into puzzlement at the how.]

Not following. Do what?

You pulled it apart so easily, [ she fumbles in response, looking more and more unsure of herself as she stumbles through her words. ] Do you...

[ gdi nix i could have sworn you were implying davesprite had like superhuman strength or something but i guess not EITHER WAY weiss is weaksauce, so let's just say she's still suitably impressed. ]

Do you... [ she lowers her voice to a respectful hush again. ] Is it bird strength?

[NO THAT WAS THE IMPLICATION Davesprite is just a fucking dumbass who doesn't think twice about it, especially when almost everyone he knows has powers of some sort.

So with a little elaboration, it's like Weiss effectively flipped a light switch in his brain.]

Oh, right. Sorry, it's kind of normal where I'm from. [lbr, John is probably even worse with his XTREEM MANGRIT. Davesprite just makes up for it with a high speed stat.]

I guess it's a byproduct of being impossibly overleveled. And also merged with a formerly impaled dead bird, since that did give me all kinds of crazy powers.

I... see.

[ it'd be tough not to notice the way weiss' eyes pan over those expansive wings of his as she says this, tbh, but she at least has the grace not to draw too much attention to it.

that at least strikes out the faunus theory regarding him.

she runs a finger over the spine of one of the books left on the shelf, arching a brow towards him. ]

May I?

[He's used to that reaction, after Asgard. And, as per his usual M.O., he pretends not to notice, although he does give her a vaguely amused look when she asks permission.]

Yeah, knock yourself out. No one's gonna run out anytime soon.

[This is accompanied by a light shrug.]

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