Tyrion Lannister, The Imp (
tallasaking) wrote in
driftfleet2017-06-07 09:40 am
[Video] [FLEETWIDE] [Encrypted from Atroma]
[Tyrion's face appears on the screen, scarred and faintly bemused, as he peers at the feed, then shifts something off to the side. Some sort of computing device. He shifts it again, and the screen changes, narrows, with a small bit of scripts running along the top. He sighs, shakes his head a little.]
I need someone who has the communications augment. This ... this is not secure enough. It is secure, but not secure absolutely. Which is what we require.
[He grumbles, and goes back to fiddling with wires.]
I need someone who has the communications augment. This ... this is not secure enough. It is secure, but not secure absolutely. Which is what we require.
[He grumbles, and goes back to fiddling with wires.]

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A thoughtful pause, "And then, the place with those curious four legged aliens, and all that beautiful technology. Either way, I embrace a part of myself fully."
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But she doesn't quite leave, "Other than that, you're alright?"
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He really shouldn't need to say more than that, but he did add, "She doesn't remember anything."
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"You need me to keep an eye on her?"
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"Whatever way you need." A sigh, she glances down at her feet for a moment then back over at Tyrion. "I'm trying to be a little more ... people friendly, so, yes; a friendly non-threatening way."
"You think I could pull it off?"
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