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[aheroipray]

Who: Allumette Honeycutt
Broadcast: video (to all)
Action: Marsiva
When: nnnnnow!

[ when the feed flickers on, it's focused on a tiny pink-haired woman. the camera is above, obviously not in her grip, dressed in scholar garb. she stomps her foot on the ground and points to the communicator. ]

--Eos!

Put that down this minute! You've not a clue where that's been!

[ there's a quiet twinkling, like the sound of bells--and she looks offended. ]

We are in an unfamiliar world, with unfamiliar--things! Do not make me unsummon you!

[ is that twinkling panicked? ]

Then put it down! Eos, now.

[ slowly, the point of view is lowered until it drops into allumette's claws, and she breathes a sigh of relief. she peers off-screen until a tiny fairy joins her, settling on her shoulder. she pays no mind to her fairy, however, squinting and staring at it. ]

Oh, Thal's balls--it's on.

Comments

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Ah, how's that? How am I odd to you?

[he doesn't know you but he is already very interested in culture differences hello.]

[aheroipray]

[ well, she's somewhat lying, but also telling the truth... ]

Too tall, pointy nose, rounded ears...

[birdsbirdsbirds]

I don't think it's that pointy...

[he totally has a pointy nose. he touches the end of it, self-consciously...]

All right, so were two strange people... But I'm sure we can find something in common. Welcome to the Marsiva.

[aheroipray]

I've been told that this death trap has a name. Marsiva, is it... [ unimpressed look. ] Could use a better one.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Wait until you see the ships. Whoever names things around here really needs a reevaluation...

[aheroipray]

[ she just shakes her head with her hands akimbo. ]

Unbelievable! You'd think a kidnapper would have even a shred of creativity.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

No, no. It's only going to get worse from here.

My name is Robin. [he might as well introduce himself now...] What may I call you?

[aheroipray]

Allumette Honeycutt, pleased to meet you--call me one of those. Or Lieutenant if you'd rather.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Lieutenant, really... [how interesting!] Of what? If you don't mind my asking.

[aheroipray]

Second Lieutenant of the Immortal Flames--a unit of elite fighters protecting the city-state of Ul'dah. It is my country's Grand Company, though I doubt you've any idea what I said.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Oh, I have some idea. My world has soldiers and protectors and "elite fighters" the same as any other. "Grand Company" is a little hard to contextualize, though.