Suzie Quatro (
ragazzina) wrote in
driftfleet2015-11-28 09:19 pm
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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?!
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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[ He says such inspiring things!! Genos writes them down, and also draws him, and also draws him while making notes of his exact stance, angle of which his limbs are resting at, calculates all of the relative positions he's in, and more! He's the best disciple that the best teacher could ever ask for!!!!!!!! ]
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A cyborg...so I guess that's why you look like that, huh?
[SUZIE YOU CAN'T JUST SAY THAT TO PEOPLE]
sorry i'm late! i had a family emergency.
That's correct. [ GENOS SURE DOESN'T CARE, AND IN FACT, THINKS IT'S BETTER THAT SHE NOTICED. ] Most of my body is mechanised and built for combat.