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Who: Suzie and YOU!
Broadcast: Fleetwide Video!
Action: On The Marsiva, newly arrived!
When: Afternoon, November 28th

[The view from the personal communicator broadcasting this particular message is — well, it's two things, really. One is that it's capturing a lovely, albeit partially-obscured view of the Marsiva, which also appears to be moving along at an ambling walking pace that's indicative of someone wandering around. The other is that whoever's responsible for this particular broadcast evidently missed the memo about appearing in it, because she's nowhere in sight.

All of which presumably adds up to the logical (and correct) conclusion: the communicator got shoved in a pocket and turned on by mistake, and here we are, granting the fleet an impromptu and oblivious tour of the Hospitality Deck and its sights and relative lack of sounds.]

...Helloooooo? Hello, perdonami! Um...if someone's there, I think there's been a...mistake...

[Wandering, wandering. Time to go look down the medical wing's corridor in search of human life, and be utterly disappointed.]

Hello? Someone in charge, can I speak with you, please? Someone? I can't be here right now, the boat's going to leave without me — it takes thirty minutes to get back, if I miss it I'll be stuck waiting a whole hour! I can't wait a whole hour, there's chores, the laundry won't get done if I'm not — I think I might've left the gas on, is someone theeeeeeeeere?

[The video meanders again; now we're over by the windows, evidently peering out into the void.]

Ohhhhhh, this isn't going to be good, if everyone comes back and I'm not there...

[A pause.]

Oh, no! Can Air Supplena even get phone calls or telegrams from outer space?!

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[ ... and looking at her face reminds her of something. It seems like centuries ago at this point, but for her, it was only yesterday, wasn't it? ]

... Am I mistaken, or did those marks on your face disappear overnight?

...Oh, that...

[She ducks her head a little, possessing too much respect for Lisa Lisa to exactly turn away from her outright, but evidently left feeling awkward by the topic, just the same.]

No...you're not wrong. The truth is, I feel...well, better than I should be, I think. The marks are gone, and there's no...

[She hesitates, and then finally just sort of blurts out:]

Nothing hurts the way it did before...so...

[ She stops walking for a moment, looking Suzie over carefully. She wants to check and see if there's anything left of the wound on her feet, from the battle with Kars, but ... best not to worry Suzie about it. She'll look at it later, when she's alone. ]

... I'm glad you're feeling better.

[ The fact that she is is suspicious as all hell, but ... ]

Have you met others, on this ship?

Just a robot, so far! But he seems all right, despite that. A little hard to talk to, too, but maybe that's just how robots are...?

[Baffling. But in any case.]

Oh, and you, of course! Did you find someone to talk to, too?

Just you.

[ A robot, though ... ? ]

What sort of robot?

[ Because if they are stuck on this ship with Von Stroheim, so help her ... ]

One that looked a lot like a person! But he had strange eyes...oh! And he said he was from a city I've never heard of, Z-City. I don't think he'd heard of Venezia, either...

[Let's see, what else...]

He seemed young? Maybe about Jojo or Caesar's age...

[ Yeah, she's never heard of a Z-City, either. But at least this guy seems decent, if his worst crime is never having heard of Venice before. ]

I'll have to pay him a visit as well, after we look through this place.

Sure! If we see him, I'll point him out, but either way I think he's pretty easy to find.

[ She'll nod. Good! ]

Was there anything else you noticed that was out of place?

...There's no food. Um — no, I mean, there's no real food, it's all just this weird glue-like stuff.

But, um, other than that...haha, I haven't had much time to sort things out yet...