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driftfleet2016-12-31 02:34 pm
namisan) wrote in driftfleet2016-12-31 02:34 pm
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[Audio] Another Day, Another Canon Update
Who: Nami and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide.
Action: Bloodsport / Iskaulit (Space Bar) for drinkers everywhere
When: Today!
Sanji-kun.
[If Nami sounds tinnier than usual on this audio feed, there's a good reason for that.] We're both still here. Luffy's here, too. Come home.
[Snort.] Well, "home".
Aa, I noticed. At your command, Nami-swaaan~!
[And click. There's a series of beeps, and then it starts again-- this conversation, or the first fifteen seconds of it before she stops it again. It's a recording.
Pause.
And playing it again. It's safe to assume Nami doesn't know she's broadcasting, but the point becomes moot when there's a clatter and the voices cut off again. We return you to your blessed silence.]
-----
[So yeah, Nami's holed up in her room for the day. She'd take the night off from bar work, only the Shuffle informs her Remy has gone, so she's down a staff member as is, but until then... taking some space. She's not sure whether listening to old conversations is to make her feel better or just another form of twisting the knife-- can't work out which.
Either way, eventually she addresses the network proper, because she may as well get some productivity out of this whole shit show. Her voice runs hollow. It wasn't a good night.]
This might be a stupid question-- I don't know. Computers aren't my thing. But you know, every planet we go to, it seems someone runs into trouble and needs a bail out. That's par for the course, I know. Happens all the time at home, too.
...in Adstringendum, our communicators had a built in-- GPS, I think it was called? You just hit a button on your comm, and it'd send your coordinates to whoever you were talking to at the time. People could go straight to where they were needed. The Fleet comms don't have that, or at least not that I can find-- if someone's found it, point it out. Like I said, computers aren't my thing.
But if it's not on there, is someone tech-savvy enough to add it? I just think it might help people out. I see people put games on this thing all the time, so I figure it might be possible. You could borrow my Adstring comm if it'd help. [She still has it. It's what she was listening to earlier.]
Anyway, just thought... I'd ask.
[...and after a long pause.]
On a more simple note, the Space Bar is down a chef. I guess that means I have a job opening.
[The enthusiasm just jumps off the page, doesn't it? Another friend down.
Until evening, she'll be in her room. And then she'll go into shift and be her usual cheery self. Because when it comes to making money, she's always been able to fake it.
At your command. Hah.]
Broadcast: Fleetwide.
Action: Bloodsport / Iskaulit (Space Bar) for drinkers everywhere
When: Today!
Sanji-kun.
[If Nami sounds tinnier than usual on this audio feed, there's a good reason for that.] We're both still here. Luffy's here, too. Come home.
[Snort.] Well, "home".
Aa, I noticed. At your command, Nami-swaaan~!
[And click. There's a series of beeps, and then it starts again-- this conversation, or the first fifteen seconds of it before she stops it again. It's a recording.
Pause.
And playing it again. It's safe to assume Nami doesn't know she's broadcasting, but the point becomes moot when there's a clatter and the voices cut off again. We return you to your blessed silence.]
-----
[So yeah, Nami's holed up in her room for the day. She'd take the night off from bar work, only the Shuffle informs her Remy has gone, so she's down a staff member as is, but until then... taking some space. She's not sure whether listening to old conversations is to make her feel better or just another form of twisting the knife-- can't work out which.
Either way, eventually she addresses the network proper, because she may as well get some productivity out of this whole shit show. Her voice runs hollow. It wasn't a good night.]
This might be a stupid question-- I don't know. Computers aren't my thing. But you know, every planet we go to, it seems someone runs into trouble and needs a bail out. That's par for the course, I know. Happens all the time at home, too.
...in Adstringendum, our communicators had a built in-- GPS, I think it was called? You just hit a button on your comm, and it'd send your coordinates to whoever you were talking to at the time. People could go straight to where they were needed. The Fleet comms don't have that, or at least not that I can find-- if someone's found it, point it out. Like I said, computers aren't my thing.
But if it's not on there, is someone tech-savvy enough to add it? I just think it might help people out. I see people put games on this thing all the time, so I figure it might be possible. You could borrow my Adstring comm if it'd help. [She still has it. It's what she was listening to earlier.]
Anyway, just thought... I'd ask.
[...and after a long pause.]
On a more simple note, the Space Bar is down a chef. I guess that means I have a job opening.
[The enthusiasm just jumps off the page, doesn't it? Another friend down.
Until evening, she'll be in her room. And then she'll go into shift and be her usual cheery self. Because when it comes to making money, she's always been able to fake it.
At your command. Hah.]
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[Okay so next level-up he gets, he just needs to throw some stat points into charisma... that's how it works, right?]
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Oh, well. You can deal with the computer stuff and I'll do all the social charming. How's that.
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[He knows his place.]
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Why mess with what works, right?
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