driftfleet | (no subject)

Who: Ino
Broadcast: Video
Action: If you're on the Three Twins
When: After Robin's "murder"

[ Even if you don't know Ino, it's pretty obvious that she's absolutely furious right now. Everything about the way she's sitting in her chair to the expression on her face screams rage. (There may or may not also be a large dent in the wall behind her. What? It's stress relief!)

But when she's got the communicator set in place and she speaks up to address the other people who might be watching, her voice is controlled enough. At first, anyways. ]

I can't believe I even have to make a transmission like this, but you know what? Apparently I do, because some people in this fleet can't keep their damn hands to themselves! So here goes!

Guess what we aren't going to be doing any more of in this fleet? [ She says, as though she's in charge of everyone. But that's just how she operates. ] Did you guess attempted murder? Great! Good job! You were right.

I know some of you probably have some seriously itchy fingers, but in case you forgot, being dead is generally a very PERMANENT situation! And in case you forgot, we are all in this shitty situation together! Creating drama like this is exactly what the people running this want!

You wanna punch somebody? Okay. You wanna kick them? Fine! But the next time anybody -- especially the offender in question, and you know who you are -- goes full-blown MURDER on somebody else we're going to have a little chat!

[ She leans into the camera. Is it possible for someone's eyeballs to be on fire from pure rage? Maybe. Either way, she hisses into the camera ]

And it's not going to be a pleasant one!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Not particularly. If you want it, you'll have to earn it.

That's the answer I was expecting.

Glad to have lived up to your expectations.

Your highest priority, I'm sure.

I always try my best to entertain the people I've just met.

And people you've never met?

I've been told I have a reputation in a few worlds I have yet to visit.

Impressive. Any chance you'll teach me your tricks?

Trade secret, I'm afraid. Unless you're nice to me.

I'll polish my manners, then.

I expect a presentation on proper ettiquette at 8 am sharp tomorrow morning.

careful. You might get it.

Is that a threat or a promise?

[ Ino please stop flirting ]

Little of both. But I'm enough of a debutant that it's not an empty remark either way. From salad forks to swing dancing, I could bore you to death with my manners if I had to.

Swing dancing? What in the world is that?

I'll make it first on my list of presentations, once I find a demo partner.

It sounds dangerous. Demo victim, maybe?

One of my dance partners? Never.

Well, as long as you know what you're doing.

I try to.

Were you interested in a dance lesson?

[ She thinks about it for a moment. Eh, why not? Most days, there's nothing else to do on this ship anyways. ]

Sure, why not.

Anywhere on your ship that would make a good dance floor, captain? You've had more time to tidy up than we have.

[He's flirting, but it's more about a ratings grab - creating an interesting narrative - than personal interest. Maybe about alliances, too. Things got off on the wrong foot (he does that a lot); but maybe this can salvage them.]

[ Hey, she wouldn't mind the extra coin in her check for the ratings, either. Or an admittedly attractive ally. ]

How much space are we talking?

Call it sixteen square meters?

Maybe, just barely, in the kitchens? It's pretty cramped over here.

video;

detectivewonder - 2015-02-01 08:39 (UTC) - Expand

ino - 2015-02-01 08:41 (UTC) - Expand

detectivewonder - 2015-02-03 18:54 (UTC) - Expand