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driftfleet2016-01-28 07:36 pm
unconfines) wrote in driftfleet2016-01-28 07:36 pm
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attempt 002
Who: Anders and you???
Broadcast: fleetwide video
Action: SS Golden, if that's your jam
When: no time like NOW
[Anders is very close to the camera when it switches on, nearly raising the illusion of being nose-to-nose with it.]
Evening! I've got an important question for everyone, if you'll do me the favor. Just a moment. [He goes on talking, peppy and conversational, but he isn't precisely looking at the camera as he does. He's rummaging through something slightly left and below, head tilted down and expression partially obscured by the way some of his hair slips out of its tie.] Got lucky with this place, didn't we? [beat] Well, sort of. Makes one wonder why we don't stop places like this all the time, instead of frozen-wasteland-here and merciless-jungle-madness-there.
[That's the thing with Anders having an audience: once he starts, good luck getting him to stop.]
Though what happens when we're all drifted out, I wonder? End of the line, so to speak, even if this one isn't so much a line as it is a drunken wobble through the void. I know, I know, vast emptiness of space and all that, but it's got to end somewhere. We've all places to be, yes? Even if those places are just, you know, not quite so cramped as here. And no one actually likes a story with no ending, even Atroma's got to know that.
[Something white and furry hits him repeatedly in the face while he talks; people who have spent more than ten minutes with him might recognize it as his cat's tail. He's remarkably good at ignoring it, though whether that's because of exposure or fortitude is hard to say. Maybe a little of both.]
Anyway. No reason to keep you in suspense! My important question: purple or blue?
[He sits up, having apparently now located what he was looking for, and waves bundles of fabric that may or may not be shirts of some kind at the camera. They're complete with the bright, glowing strips of color characteristic of the fashion sense of this place in, you guessed it: purple and blue.]
Broadcast: fleetwide video
Action: SS Golden, if that's your jam
When: no time like NOW
[Anders is very close to the camera when it switches on, nearly raising the illusion of being nose-to-nose with it.]
Evening! I've got an important question for everyone, if you'll do me the favor. Just a moment. [He goes on talking, peppy and conversational, but he isn't precisely looking at the camera as he does. He's rummaging through something slightly left and below, head tilted down and expression partially obscured by the way some of his hair slips out of its tie.] Got lucky with this place, didn't we? [beat] Well, sort of. Makes one wonder why we don't stop places like this all the time, instead of frozen-wasteland-here and merciless-jungle-madness-there.
[That's the thing with Anders having an audience: once he starts, good luck getting him to stop.]
Though what happens when we're all drifted out, I wonder? End of the line, so to speak, even if this one isn't so much a line as it is a drunken wobble through the void. I know, I know, vast emptiness of space and all that, but it's got to end somewhere. We've all places to be, yes? Even if those places are just, you know, not quite so cramped as here. And no one actually likes a story with no ending, even Atroma's got to know that.
[Something white and furry hits him repeatedly in the face while he talks; people who have spent more than ten minutes with him might recognize it as his cat's tail. He's remarkably good at ignoring it, though whether that's because of exposure or fortitude is hard to say. Maybe a little of both.]
Anyway. No reason to keep you in suspense! My important question: purple or blue?
[He sits up, having apparently now located what he was looking for, and waves bundles of fabric that may or may not be shirts of some kind at the camera. They're complete with the bright, glowing strips of color characteristic of the fashion sense of this place in, you guessed it: purple and blue.]
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[ Perhaps she would have leaned more towards purple if she had to pick one, because it's the color of her doll. She's not really thinking much about which colors are going to match with him. Just that blue and purple are pretty. ]
You could wear blue on one day and purple on another.
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[He was probably going to keep both from the start, let's be honest.]
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[ With purple glow on one side and blue glow on the other half. Would that even look good? She's not sure, but she thinks she's being helpful. ]
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[He lifts both of the shirts up to the camera and folds them so they're lined up with each other, blue on one side and purple on the other.]
Might be a bit loud, but that's half the fun, isn't it?
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[ With all the bright, glowing boutiques she has seen around, there probably is.
He can't see it, but she's tilting her head at the screen. The half-blue and half-purple doesn't look to be her style, but these are for him. Maybe it would look better when he's the one wearing it. ]
You'd really stand out.
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[He leans across for something off camera; in the meantime, Captain Whitefluff the Terrible takes the opportunity to put both paws on his leg to leverage herself high enough to sniff at the lens.
When he sits back up, it's with a pair of light-up, bright fluorescent blue shutter shades perched on his face.]
What do you think? Too much?
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When he pops back up, she's briefly startled. There's a moment silence as she makes a poor attempt to suppress a laugh. Raising her hands over her mouth, she's just a second too late to cover up her giggling. ]
Too, too much!
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[He doesn't even bother trying to fake disappointment; he's grinning big when he pushes the glasses up so that they sit on top of his head, blinking and glowing like a tacky blue halo.]
That's disappointing. I was going to have a whole ensemble!
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[ Yes, she really thinks so. And she's giggling so much, her voice is starting to get squeaky. The thought of an ensemble is too much for her.
She speaks up again when her giggling dies down some. ]
You might accidentally blind somebody!
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[He can't help himself. He loves to be entertaining, and she sounds so delighted. No reason to quit while he's ahead.]
But yes, yes, all right. I trust your judgment! I'll limit myself to one glowing article of clothing at a time, yes?
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That's a good idea. Oh! Or how about you wear a smaller accessory? Kind of like the ribbon that I got!
[ It's not often that she wants to switch to video recording. But she's quite proud of the little glowing ribbon that she found on the station. Sometimes, she likes to show off. ]
Um... wanna see it?
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[He's good natured about it, smiling big even as he crosses his arms for effect.]
Come on, now. Let's see!
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[ After a bit of rummaging around, the video feed switches on and reveals the little blonde-haired girl behind the voice.
She's in her plain nightgown that she wears around her ship. But the thin ribbon in her hair is somewhat less plain, with a pink glowing strip. She smiles sheepishly. ]
See? It's cute, right?
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His smile softens some around the edges.]
Would you look at that. You know, I think you're right, perhaps mine is a bit much. Yours is much lovelier!
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[ Memories of the calibrations had been wiped from her mind. Her smile grows wider from the compliment and she continues to talk as though this is their first time speaking. ]
I could lend you my other ribbon. [ The laugh in her voice obviously denotes she's kidding. ] I bought a pair, but I'm not very good at tying my hair in pigtails on my own yet.
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[He's playing along, laying one hand over his heart.]
I couldn't in good faith remove the possibility of them one day facing the world together, no matter how dapper it made me look. I could never pull it off as well as you, anyhow.
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[ Tilting her head, she makes a show of a thoughtful expression as though she's trying to think of ways to get him to accept her offer. ]
Okay, then. If you're really, really sure. This is the only time I'm offering!
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[Solemn, through the smile.]
You keep them. No need to worry about me, especially not after I've gotten such excellent advice today. Besides [he flicks his shutter shades so that they fall back down over his face] now we match!
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She sputters a bit, then begins to giggle again. ]
You're going to outshine me!
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We can still be friends! You can be my embarrassing friend.
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Really. That high in your esteem, am I? Well, in that case, you'd best be prepared— I can be very embarrassing.
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[ That pause in her sentence doesn't sound very convincing. ]