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driftfleet2016-05-14 09:47 pm
dontthinkaboutelephants) wrote in driftfleet2016-05-14 09:47 pm
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Who: Arthur
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Red Fish
When: Now
Fleetwide Video Broadcast
[Arthur appears to be in his bunk. It's obvious that he hasn't gelled his hair for once, and he's... a teenager? About fourteen years-old, by the looks of it. His face looks young, less lined.] Uh, hey. I'm Arthur Hall. I'm a little confused... Has anyone seen my mom?
[WAIT NO-] I mean, I don't need my mom. I was just wondering.
[He fidgets throughout the broadcast, more so than older Arthur.] This is really cool, though. Are we really in space? I have a friend who can name all the planets while burping. Not these planets, though. Earth's.
[He hops off his bunk, communicator still trained on his face.] Anyway, tell me what's fun to do here. I'm totally bored.
Red Fish Action
[Arthur can be found first in the bridge. He's pressed up as close to the windows as he can get, looking outside at the planets. He's never been somewhere so big and open. It's kind of amazing. He watches with big, round brown eyes, his hair tossled, his face less closed off.
He can also be found in the kitchen. As fussy as older Arthur is about food, younger Arthur is worse. He's got a bowl of some kind of goo in front of him, and he's staring at it sullenly, his arms crossed on the table and his head dropped on top of them. He leans forward to sniff at it and makes a face.] Gross.
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Red Fish
When: Now
Fleetwide Video Broadcast
[Arthur appears to be in his bunk. It's obvious that he hasn't gelled his hair for once, and he's... a teenager? About fourteen years-old, by the looks of it. His face looks young, less lined.] Uh, hey. I'm Arthur Hall. I'm a little confused... Has anyone seen my mom?
[WAIT NO-] I mean, I don't need my mom. I was just wondering.
[He fidgets throughout the broadcast, more so than older Arthur.] This is really cool, though. Are we really in space? I have a friend who can name all the planets while burping. Not these planets, though. Earth's.
[He hops off his bunk, communicator still trained on his face.] Anyway, tell me what's fun to do here. I'm totally bored.
Red Fish Action
[Arthur can be found first in the bridge. He's pressed up as close to the windows as he can get, looking outside at the planets. He's never been somewhere so big and open. It's kind of amazing. He watches with big, round brown eyes, his hair tossled, his face less closed off.
He can also be found in the kitchen. As fussy as older Arthur is about food, younger Arthur is worse. He's got a bowl of some kind of goo in front of him, and he's staring at it sullenly, his arms crossed on the table and his head dropped on top of them. He leans forward to sniff at it and makes a face.] Gross.
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[Thank you, Arthur.] Where's the good stuff, then?
[And he flashes him his cutest smile with dimples and everything!!]
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Well... I guess you could find something way more decent on the moon nearby.
You'd just have to deal with wearing a mask around there; bad air, and all.
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[He wrinkles up his nose.]
Bad air? Like pollution?
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[He sighs, folding his arms to lean on them.]
The people on that planet, they made a few mistakes with how they treated their home.