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driftfleet2017-03-18 02:12 am
tough_love) wrote in driftfleet2017-03-18 02:12 am
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Who: Princess Looma Red Wind
Broadcast: OPEN
Action: After broadcast (if it's wanted), in the markets around Dasil'di. She's gotta make sure she has everything she needs, after all!
When: Backdated to 3/13
[The Fleet's resident war princess, now bored of temple shenanigans and itching for more action, has decided the Bishop needs a little redecorating. So what better way to do that and alleviate some boredom than organizing a hunting party? That's why she'll appear over the network in a new, non-chewed-by-giant-water-beasties wetsuit and sporting a lot more Pointy Things than she started with. Four arms means you need way more harpoons and knives than the average human, after all!]
Attention fellow off-worlders! Many of you do not know me- I am Princess Looma Red Wind. For those of you not assisting the locals or cowering in your ships, I have a proposition.
This planet has no shortage of dangerous predators. I intend to kill some of them, and offer you the chance to accompany me. What you kill, you keep, though a portion must be given to the Dasioe as a tribute in good faith.
[She's mostly in it for the challenge, but she can't say no to being able to get a new trophy and food that doesn't come in gel form. She'll also be satisfying that new, nagging compulsion to help people who need it by giving a decent chunk of whatever she nabs to the locals for their own bellies.No one tell her they don't eat meat, that's weird.]
If you wish to accompany me, say so. You will have one day's time to prepare!
[The hulking alien princess almost ends the broadcast there, but seems to remember something just after shutting off the communicator, and quickly flickers back onto the screen.]
Oh! And if you happen to kill any creature with gills, keep it to yourself. The locals won't appreciate it. Good battle to you!
[Okay now she's done, and happily ends the broadcast with that unusual farewell.]
Broadcast: OPEN
Action: After broadcast (if it's wanted), in the markets around Dasil'di. She's gotta make sure she has everything she needs, after all!
When: Backdated to 3/13
[The Fleet's resident war princess, now bored of temple shenanigans and itching for more action, has decided the Bishop needs a little redecorating. So what better way to do that and alleviate some boredom than organizing a hunting party? That's why she'll appear over the network in a new, non-chewed-by-giant-water-beasties wetsuit and sporting a lot more Pointy Things than she started with. Four arms means you need way more harpoons and knives than the average human, after all!]
Attention fellow off-worlders! Many of you do not know me- I am Princess Looma Red Wind. For those of you not assisting the locals or cowering in your ships, I have a proposition.
This planet has no shortage of dangerous predators. I intend to kill some of them, and offer you the chance to accompany me. What you kill, you keep, though a portion must be given to the Dasioe as a tribute in good faith.
[She's mostly in it for the challenge, but she can't say no to being able to get a new trophy and food that doesn't come in gel form. She'll also be satisfying that new, nagging compulsion to help people who need it by giving a decent chunk of whatever she nabs to the locals for their own bellies.
If you wish to accompany me, say so. You will have one day's time to prepare!
[The hulking alien princess almost ends the broadcast there, but seems to remember something just after shutting off the communicator, and quickly flickers back onto the screen.]
Oh! And if you happen to kill any creature with gills, keep it to yourself. The locals won't appreciate it. Good battle to you!
[Okay now she's done, and happily ends the broadcast with that unusual farewell.]
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[It's not a severe shift- by her usual metric, anyway- but the princess' attitude has definitely soured somewhat. Despite those completely featureless eyes and no immediately noticeable brow, she still manages to make it apparent when she's giving someone a bit of an angry Look.]
I am as new to this world as you, human. I cannot confirm the Dasioe's tales until I have fought the creatures myself. You are free to accompany me or remain behind, but I will not be making a second trip.
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[ Cara isn't bothered or even stung. ]
I can make my own trips without being accompanied to hunt for sport.
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[She is not the sort of princess known for level-headedness and decorum, so she'll be ending her transmission now. She's got sea beasties to prepare for!]
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