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[multiglyphs]

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... ]

Comments

[feathery]

[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.]

[multiglyphs]

[ 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?

[feathery]

[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?

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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?

[feathery]

[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.

[multiglyphs]

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?

[feathery]

[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.]