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[english_dignity]

Who: Arthur Kirland and Open
Broadcast: Network - Unfiltered
Action: SS Marsiva
When: Thursday evening

[The badly angled view of Marsiva's viewing bay should be familiar to most before Arthur gets his camera angled right to actually show his face. It figured he'd be dragged away on his day off. Meeting new people when he actually looked respectable and not dressed like a punk (Union Jack shirt, earrings, and temporary green streaks in his hair included) would just be too much to ask for, wouldn't it?]

Really, kidnapped to a reality show in space. If I didn't know better I'd think someone had given me a good sound whack on the head. This would make more sense as a hallucination.

[Grumbles, flicking a few green strands from his face and trying to straighten his clothes to look somewhat respectable. The proper English accent helps, he's sure.]

Well, since it sounds like I'm not the only one in this situation, I might as well say hello. I'm Arthur Kirkland, of Great Britain. It's a pleasure to meet you. Circumstances aside of course. I'm sorry for my appearance, but this caught me a little off-guard.

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[witheringlotus]

[Not much is great about Britain, if you ask Kanda. Thankfully, no one ever asks for his opinion. Hearing the accent reminds him of Allen, though.

Ugh.]

It's real. Unfortunately.

Don't rip out the thing on your neck.

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[english_dignity]

[Might agree about two-thirds of it, actually. The other third? Not a chance in hell.]

So I've heard. It's set in there pretty deep anyway.

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[witheringlotus]

It's connected directly to your brain. This whole thing is more like an experiment than some kind of show.

[Not that he sits around and watches a lot of TV, but it's one of those things his bestie likes so he kinda... gets dragged into it occasionally.]

Also, the food sucks.

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[english_dignity]

Ah, well, I suppose that's why they took me instead of Alfred. He'd have loved to be abducted, but no brain to connect to.

Don't tell me that none of these ships has a proper kitchen.

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[witheringlotus]

[What. Who. Actually, forget it. He doesn't care.]

Every ship has a kitchen. But the food is... ugh. Even rats wouldn't eat it.

[Yeesh.]

You can grow your own, though, if you can find seeds.

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[english_dignity]

That bad?

I'll look into it. I've done some gardening in my time.

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[witheringlotus]

Yeah. That bad.

There's a public garden on the weird-looking ship that's bigger than the others-- not the one you're on, but the other one. You can grow whatever there.

[A pause, and then--]

If you can figure out a way to keep lotuses, I'd like to know. [Otherwise he's gonna have to suck it up and actually ask an engineer, and he doesn't want to ask Sokka to do anything, really. Bleh.]

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[english_dignity]

Lotuses? Well, I've never really grown them myself, but I could give it a shot once I get a garden established. They're pretty enough.

For flowers, I like roses better myself, but they can be tricky to start off from scratch with.

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[witheringlotus]

Their roots are good for tempura.

[And considering how rare good food is around here, he'll do pretty much anything to get them on the menu.]

You can probably find those in the garden somewhere.

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[english_dignity]

Are they? Can't say I've tried cooking it before. Most of my regular recipies are English.

[Obviously.]

I'll have to take a look once I'm off the Marsiva.