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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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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. ]