Edwin Jarvis (
edwinjarvis) wrote in
driftfleet2017-03-12 08:30 pm
video. sponsor drop... FLAMINGOS EVERYWHERE GOD SAVE THE QUEEN
Who: Jarvis and you
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Tourist
When: Today!
[Jarvis had just been returning to the SS Tourist after a day of working in the water and at the bar on the Iskaulit — it's clearly the Atroma's doing, some sort of surprise for the butler that must've been quite desired... clearly... He stumbles a bit in the dark, confused, because when is the cargo bay ever dark?]
.... Miss Price?
[He flicks on the main lighting system at last after a mild curse hitting his knee, and he's horrified by what he sees, as Hotel California plays muffled over the speakers. Not played by anyone on board, of course. But that's not the worst of it... No, the worst of it is that he finds himself... surrounded. By plastic...pink... flamingos.]

Oh... dear god.
...
[He plucks up a note.]
"To Edwin Jarvis, to help with the homesickness, a kind sponsor has decided to offer an army of your favorite Earth creature..."
[He looks to the left. Flamingos. To the right. Flamingos. There's some sitting in the shuttle seats. There's one wearing one of his ties.
Jarvis wipes a hand across his forehead, looking to the floor in his shock.]
... This is the worst day of my life.
[One of the flamingos tips over and clatters.
DISCONNECTED.
....
no, no, this is not over!!!
RECONNECTED.]

What in the bloody underworld am I supposed to do with dozens upon dozens of these?!
[hands on HIPS!!!! LECTURING THE ATROMA!!!!]
This is a sour waste of resources!! I would like a recall! Nobody wants your army of — of — hellbirds!
[... Outside of the SS Tourist, they've also peppered the ocean floor around the ship with flamingos, too.]
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Tourist
When: Today!
[Jarvis had just been returning to the SS Tourist after a day of working in the water and at the bar on the Iskaulit — it's clearly the Atroma's doing, some sort of surprise for the butler that must've been quite desired... clearly... He stumbles a bit in the dark, confused, because when is the cargo bay ever dark?]
Hello? Captain??
.... Miss Price?
[He flicks on the main lighting system at last after a mild curse hitting his knee, and he's horrified by what he sees, as Hotel California plays muffled over the speakers. Not played by anyone on board, of course. But that's not the worst of it... No, the worst of it is that he finds himself... surrounded. By plastic...pink... flamingos.]

Oh... dear god.
...
[He plucks up a note.]
"To Edwin Jarvis, to help with the homesickness, a kind sponsor has decided to offer an army of your favorite Earth creature..."
[He looks to the left. Flamingos. To the right. Flamingos. There's some sitting in the shuttle seats. There's one wearing one of his ties.
Jarvis wipes a hand across his forehead, looking to the floor in his shock.]
... This is the worst day of my life.
[One of the flamingos tips over and clatters.
DISCONNECTED.
....
no, no, this is not over!!!
RECONNECTED.]
What in the bloody underworld am I supposed to do with dozens upon dozens of these?!
[hands on HIPS!!!! LECTURING THE ATROMA!!!!]
This is a sour waste of resources!! I would like a recall! Nobody wants your army of — of — hellbirds!
[... Outside of the SS Tourist, they've also peppered the ocean floor around the ship with flamingos, too.]

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Because I do see the soullessness of their eyes [since they're plastic] and it's quite terrifying.
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Precisely. They're terrible.
I must decide how to rid myself of them without being fined for littering.
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[Because he certainly hasn't seen anything quite like pink plastic flamingos here.]
But...might I also take one?
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Someone suggested that, and really... I suppose it would be nice, to give a world without any bird wildlife something to look at.
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If you have more than one you'd like to give away, I will take a few from you then.
[He'll need extras.]
The people here...they need a little brightening in their lives after all they've been through. Such pretty birds might be just the thing.
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[He gives pause.]
I was considering that, actually. Offering them to the natives here.
Do you think they would like them?
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Thank you.
As for the natives, yes, I think they might. They're certainly a color they enjoy. The people here seem to enjoy bright things.
voice;
But ah, well.]
They do, don't they? I had been making jewelry with some of the children, and they were absolutely glued to the task! Shiny shells, you know.
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Well, the shells here are quite shiny. It's kind of you to help them with that. What kind of jewelry did you make?
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I see. It's a wonderful hobby to have then. The people here seem to enjoy ornamenting themselves quite a bit.
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[Because that's not something they do in his.]
I'm just now learning that there are many different types of ornamentation for people in different lands. It's quite interesting to see.
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I'm rather bland I'm afraid, but I do love a good tie.
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And watches on one's wrist? How small and novel!]
Perhaps. I've only just tried a hair comb for the first time. My friends would have teased me mercilessly if I'd worn it back home.
But if such things are normal for your culture, why don't you wear any of them, Jarvis-san? Are they not suitable for your station?
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Suits are considered more professional, where I'm from. And certainly in my occupation.
But I do wear a ring.
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Why do you give rings at your weddings? I've heard of this custom twice now and it's very curious to me.
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Because customs breathe even more life into our cultures.
[He turns the ring on his hand, smiling.]
A ring is a symbol of one's bond with their significant other, really.
Though my wife isn't here, I feel stronger and supported when I look at it.
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I see. It's a lovely tradition then, if it brings you good memories just by looking at it.
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If it relates to love and family, I'm afraid I don't know much about that at all. I spent most of my youth training away from home and now I live as a ronin, trying to survive day to day.
[Mostly the truth, just a little bit of a lie.]
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