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driftfleet2015-11-26 06:04 pm
stagstorm) wrote in driftfleet2015-11-26 06:04 pm
Bobby B - One
Who: Robert Baratheon
Broadcast: Fleetwide video.
Action: The Marsiva
When: Soon.
[The camera catches view of a man who is as thick as he is tall standing in front of the massive windows that separate the safety of the Marsiva from the inhospitable void of space on the other side of it. For many, this would be a breathtaking view of the cosmos. The King saw it only as a nuisance. Dressed in rich silk and velvet with a antlered crown on his head, Robert Baratheon was no man to be toyed with and he was eager to be free, even if he could not fully comprehend what he was seeing. He had never been a learned man and the concept of space itself was so far beyond his sphere of experience. He saw nothing but a night sky and though he could not see the ground, that only posed a problem to be solved later.
Later meaning after he had broken through the glass with a chair that he had caused significant damage to by beating it repeatedly against the window. With each thrust he roared in something between fury and excitement.]
That's right! Try and cage me, you bastards! Do you think this metal prison can hold me? Come now! Have at me!
[Yet for all his bravado and effort, the window did not even crack. Besides that, he was not so fit as he was in his youth. Winded and exhausted, he eventually righted the dented chair so he could sit on it instead. Only then did he turn his attention back to the communicator. He could not say why or how, but he understood that it was meant for communicating. He twisted in his hands a few times before deciding to play the fool and speak into it.]
...well? Does this damned bloody thing work or not?
Broadcast: Fleetwide video.
Action: The Marsiva
When: Soon.
[The camera catches view of a man who is as thick as he is tall standing in front of the massive windows that separate the safety of the Marsiva from the inhospitable void of space on the other side of it. For many, this would be a breathtaking view of the cosmos. The King saw it only as a nuisance. Dressed in rich silk and velvet with a antlered crown on his head, Robert Baratheon was no man to be toyed with and he was eager to be free, even if he could not fully comprehend what he was seeing. He had never been a learned man and the concept of space itself was so far beyond his sphere of experience. He saw nothing but a night sky and though he could not see the ground, that only posed a problem to be solved later.
Later meaning after he had broken through the glass with a chair that he had caused significant damage to by beating it repeatedly against the window. With each thrust he roared in something between fury and excitement.]
That's right! Try and cage me, you bastards! Do you think this metal prison can hold me? Come now! Have at me!
[Yet for all his bravado and effort, the window did not even crack. Besides that, he was not so fit as he was in his youth. Winded and exhausted, he eventually righted the dented chair so he could sit on it instead. Only then did he turn his attention back to the communicator. He could not say why or how, but he understood that it was meant for communicating. He twisted in his hands a few times before deciding to play the fool and speak into it.]
...well? Does this damned bloody thing work or not?
[Video]
That is not my area of expertise.
[Abort, abort, where is his computer when he needs something to hide behind.]
[Video]
[He's never been a good judge of age to begin with, but these videos only make it harder.]
[Video]
[He's surprisingly enough not been asked that many times so far, though he looks even younger in person from being somewhat short for his age.]
[Video]
[Robert was experimenting well before that. But then, he had been an early bloomer.]
[Video]
He's far too polite a person to say any of the things coming to mind, but he's too bad of a liar to make up an excuse to get out of this conversation. So the truth with just the tiniest hint of dryness to his tone will have to do for now.]
My attention is typically needed elsewhere.
[Also girls are scary.]
[Video]
You needn't be shy of it, boy. Not unless it's other boys you fancy.
[Video] this is the best thread I'm dying
Even were that the case, my attention would still be needed elsewhere.
I'm sure you understand having pressing responsibilities.
[He's an adult, so. Surely he has some responsibilities.]
[Video]
[Video]
You're a king?
[He's not even intentionally dodging the question, just distracted by this new information.]
Video]
[He pulls off the antlered crown if only to glare at it. He'd gladly trade it for a weapon just now. This lump of gold is as good as useless right now.]
[Video]
You are the first individual I've met that wears a crown and actually has reason to do so.
[So it is kind of a surprise.]
[Video]