lili sucks at intros: electric boogaloo

[hairkink]

Who: koujaku and you
Broadcast: fleetwide
Action: marsiva
When: right meow

[ this is not his beautiful home, this is not his beautiful wife.

koujaku awakens as elegantly as anyone does on this ship apparently; groggy, confused, and with a weird thing implanted in his head that tells him that he's in space and he suddenly knows way more about it than he cares to.

his first thought is to look for aoba - ask for aoba? people are listening, right? he could care less about the other three that had been hanging out at his best friends place the night before, won't bother asking about them when he finally addresses the network properly.

on his shoulder is a small red bird who looks to be asleep. and he will remain as such because i have no idea if he even works here yet shh. feel free to ask about him though and why he has cute little sandals on.

or ask why koujaku looks so damn serious when he speaks; ]

If this is what Platinum Jail is supposed to be like, then Toue's got one messed up sense of humor. [ literally no one knows what you're talking about koujaku. he sighs, furrowing his brows, ] Anyway, if you're out there, Aoba, give me a call ASAP - my coil isn't working, so I guess we're stuck communicating through this.

[ a beat, and then: ] And if anyone has seen a guy with blue hair running around, point me in his direction, yeah? Thanks. [ koujaku outtie. ]

Comments

[hairkink]

I've never tried to use it outside of Midorijima until now, but if you want, maybe you could look at it when you have the chance? It's been down since I got here, though - same with Beni here. [ a vague motion to the bird on his shoulder. ]

[ koujaku frowns. you don't know what platinum jail is wow get with the times. ] 'S an entertainment complex run by the Toue company, [ he says like that name is significant to mattias in any way - but at least he emphasizes it, like toue is obviously a big deal. ] They don't let just anyone in without an invitation, so I've never been there myself - but I hear everyone just parties all day and night without a care in the world.

[ MUST BE NICE. ]

[noctiphile]

That hardly sounds like a functioning society.

[but uh. bro.] As for the bird... [bro] I said I was a communications officer. Not a veterinarian. I don't know how much help I'd be with your... pet.

[hairkink]

What? [ oh. uh. shit. ] Ah - he's not a pet, he's an Allmate. They're sort of like mini computers shaped like animals. [ don't ask. ] Figured you might be able to take a look at him - but if you don't know what an Allmate is, s'probably better that you don't. No offense.

[noctiphile]

Mini computers... [technically, he's not asking. but you can totally see it going over his head.]

No offense taken. I'd rather not be the one responsible for... hurting it. I'd imagine that'd be a dampener on our relationship.

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Something like that anyway. [ it's the best way he can think to describe it on the fly.

he quirks a brow, lips curving into a small smirk. ]

Our relationship, huh? Didn't know we were moving so fast. [ he needs to be stopped. ] Seriously, though, I appreciate the help.